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Zane was a force that unexpectedly came into my life, turning it upside down. Zane taking me away was the radical force that woke me up. He saw into my core, into my soul, and woke me from the numb, cold sleep I had put myself in to survive. I didn’t even know that I was without certain things till he came into my life. Zane is the only person to love me in this world. I don’t believe my own parents loved me, making me wonder if I was worthy of love. Then Zane came along and showed me my worth.

She didn’t speak, but the way she looked at Zane said everything. Zane then turned to Cain, giving him a curt nod. He then opened the gift and his eyes widened with surprise. It was a book about animals and fauna in the national state part that was right next to their pack ground. The boy gulped and held his breath as if he was scared to show the full extent of his excitement. “It’s alright, Cain,” Zane said softly, ruffling his son’s hair. “Strength is important, but doing the things we love is important too.” He smiled softly, his eyes watery. “I’m so sorry for losing sight of that.”

They were going to be seniors this year and head off to college after that. Zane and Zander were getting ready for their 4th of July party. When they threw a party they went all out. Everyone wanted to be invited to a Whitmore party. Zane had his eye on a girl that was different from the rest. She didn't throw herself at them like the other girls at their school. Allie Trainer. It was going to be his goal to get her in his bed before the end of summer. Zander bet him $1000 that he couldn't do it and was surprised to hear she was coming to their party that night. They both hoped she didn't bring her best friend Kat along. That girl was such a loser.

Elariana His kiss changed everything. When Zane’s lips met mine, it wasn’t merely a physical touch—it was a dam breaking. The wall I had built around myself over years of suffering in the Black Rock pack, under the cold stone floors and Kian’s cruelty, collapsed like a house of cards. Zane didn’t ask. He didn’t demand. He called to me. And for the first time in my life, I wanted to answer.

It happened so quickly that Zane could not understand whether this was the same Reyne who he was dominating until a few seconds ago. He sucked air into his lungs and slantly angled his head while his eyes sparkled with impression and a smile making its way on his lips. 'You still think she is weak, huh?' his wolf questioned. Tbc... (I know what you want to see... But i will show you what you wouldn't want to see lol *winks* Target: 13 comments. Lysm)

Zane voiced and I felt hollowed out. “Don't patronise me, Zane!” But Zane headed straight for the shelves, arranging some old ledgers with meticulous fingers. Then he took one from the shelf, turned a page and put it back. I clenched my fists by my sides. "Pay attention to me," I ordered, taking a step closer. Zane ignored me completely. He took another book and inspected its cover before bringing it over to the large drawer in the desk. He put the books into the drawer and closed it with a push of his hip.

My legs trembled just from trying to move the blanket. “Oh my goodness,” I muttered, dropping my head back on the pillow. Zane was a monster. An actual monster. The kind that acted like he wouldn’t ever get another chance to touch me again and had to ruin me in one night. “My love.” I glared instantly. Zane stood by the door with a tray in his hands, the smell of warm food and herb tea filling the air. And there he was—smirking like he didn’t almost destroy my entire existence a few hours ago.

"ZANE!" And then darkness

My mind to busy with thoughts of tomorrow to allow me a chance to drift off into sweet oblivion. "I can help if you want?" Zane's said, his voice heavy with sleep. I could hear the lust intertwined with each of his words despite the obvious jetlag taking hold of him. He moved close to me, his fingertips trailing down my arm, leaving my body hot and wanting as he moved them further down.

Zane uttered, pouting his little mouth in anger. Zara sighs, crouching down to his size as she looks at the little boy who has a striking resemblance to her__Zane didn't take after his father. Instead, he looked like Zara, although his eyes were different. And unlike Zara's honey brown eyes, Zane had Sapphire blue eyes like his father. "Zane, you have to stay away from the bad man and woman(King Luther and Myla) or they'd hurt you. Please, Zane, listen to your mother," Zara pleaded.