His Royal Breeder
G.I.Dwhy i hate my mother booki hate my momit took me by surprise the hatred in his eyespromise to punish my ridiculous family
In his place was a void of endless, starving darkness.
"He’s dead," I sobbed, my voice breaking. "Bella, he’s dead! I can't feel him anymore!"
The door slammed open. Zayn rushed in, his eyes scanning the room for an enemy.
He saw me on the floor, shaking and crying, and he was at my side in a second.
"What happened?" he demanded, his voice like thunder. "Bella, speak!"
"I don't know, Alpha," she said, her voice trembling. "She just collapsed. She says Ezekiel is dead."