Zalama Vs Zeno Novels & Stories

Shit, Shit, Shit. I am in so much trouble. I look between Zander and his father as he's standing on the sidelines. One would think they are linking, but their eyes are not glazed and they are just staring at each other. Even Beta Jake looks a little uncomfortable, shifting around at their gaze. Their wolves flicker through, showing a rim of gold in their eyes, dominance radiating from both men. A few of the warriors were curiously watching. Most try to ignore what was happening, but it was hard to ignore two Alphas fighting for dominance.

"But this arrangement would benefit us both. And had the Moon Goddess not narrowed down my options to just her, I wouldn't be here." Draekon hated this. Even after everything that had happened, Zeno was still so cocky, acting as though Solena was indispensable. "Do you realize you need her more?" Draekon asked, and Zeno looked away in silent defeat. "She can get what you can offer her from any other man, but only she can give what you need. So you better exercise some humility," Draekon warned. Vaelora remained calm, closely observing and psycho-analyzing Zeno. While Draekon was seeing a cocky man, she was seeing something completely different.

And what Elena had just said bugged her. Elena knew Zeno was a werewolf, and she said Zeno would be acting on behalf of the wolves’ interests. Before the phone call, Lennie had never questioned Zeno’s loyalty. But she also knew that the sole reason why Zeno acted so obedient to her was that he had lost his memories. What if Zeno had recalled his memories and decided to imperil the dragon kingdom for wolves? What Zeno had done to her brothers today had proved that he wasn’t always a reliable ally…

Nicholas said and walked over to Zeno. "It's alright, I can walk," Zeno shifted away from Nicholas, who was reaching out to hold his arm in support. "Okay, Zeno," Nicholas said with a little smile. "Come on." He started walking forward. Zeno followed him immediately, not wanting to stay for more of Sebastian's men to come out. He winced from the pain as he felt the stinging sensation where the knife had grazed his neck. He silently followed Nicholas until they reached an army-green 2024 Lamborghini Revuelto.

“After your fun, we left and headed back to Moon Born. We figured out where to go from there. Stone straightens up, normally he and Reed would argue, but that was before we had a new alpha. Now he has no reason to argue. Stone nods, but then runs off the cliff. My heart skips a beat as giggles echo in the air below. I can feel Zeno's wolf as he jumps in glee as he undresses, and he runs after them. Screaming, he falls into the water. His wolf is so different from him. Zeno is quiet and shy but when he changes, he is so outgoing and bubbly. Nothing about our dark soul friend is bubbly. I look at Reed and say, “Please tell me you have a reason to be so mean. He shrugs. “Don't trust Esmeray. Sh

he replied smoothly, his tone carrying just enough confidence to make David's smirk falter, if only for a moment. David looked at Meglo with an amused sneer. "That's reassuring. We have engineers working around the clock, crews replacing expensive components, and technicians monitoring every node on this floor—and Horizon sends us a guy who doesn't look like he knows the difference between a conveyor belt and an assembly line." Again, the idling workers snickered. David leaned in slightly, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "So what did Horizon hire you as? A traffic cop?" Meglo winced. "David, that's enough! Show some respect."

The wolf beastmen named Azul pressed his tone into a pleading. Kazal went still. “What makes you think I am capable of doing so? As far as rationality goes, I am merely a dog.” “I can smell it, even if it’s weak. You, a dog-like existence named Kazal…” The wolf glanced down at Kazal. “Is a powerful and wise being.”

Well, a cotton nightgown wasn't my usual outfit to greet people in the morning, but whoever was banging on my door didn't give me a moment to wear something more appropriate. I jerked the door open and saw Zeno, panting as if he had run a few miles just to bang on my door and tear me out of my greatly disturbing sleep. Zeno was one of the first omegas trained by Garren, and he was currently his unofficial second in command. My sleepy eyes looked behind him at the night sky, still hours before dawn. Cursing under my breath, I shifted my gaze back to Zeno. Despite the drastically early hour, he was fully dressed in leather pants and a gray shirt with rolled-up sleeves. Several blades rested in

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

Call me selfish, but the moment I laid eyes on my soon-to-be-husband, I knew I wanted to keep him, regardless of what price I'd pay in the future. Yet, the old Silver Alpha still lied. As a Hades' Alpha, Zeno would have to be at least seven feet tall, muscles upon muscles. I'd know because I'm one of them. He, however, reminds me of a fragile, frightened little thing. His facial features are far too soft, and I would say too fucking pretty for an Alpha. Next to me, Zeno looks like a teenager- smaller, weaker, and delicate. "What's your moon?" I blurt out without thinking.