Zayden Borders Novels & Stories

"Okay, I promise I won't leave her alone, she said convincingly going to take a seat on an empty couch occupying some large space in the room. Her eyes kept wandering from one corner to the other while tapping on her phone and check up on Zendaya occasionally but each time she sees her sleeping soundly and she would wonder what exactly is wrong with him since it wasn't her problem to worry about she kept her thoughts to herself. Dave kept running breathlessly to the border, the border is located at the end of the pack and takes about thirty minutes to walk to get to the border, whereas a five-minute drive can get you there in no time but Dave wasn't in his right sense to contemplate on the r

The space felt larger without him, but I didn’t dwell on it. He had things to handle. And so did I. Zaiden POV Finally, we got to the border leading to the boundary between Blue Moon Pack and the forest, while we told him the actions he could take. Good thing he knows how to fight well; at least he could defend himself pretty well. Because these rogues were up to no good. We left him to go down alone, in torn clothes and some other way that made him look lesser. He didn’t even bat an eye or try to listen to what Xavier had to say. He bowed and left, but not in rebellion.

It smelt like Amira. Rhys plopped down across from Zayyan, fingers grazing over the handle of a dagger, eyes narrowing slightly at the pencil and rubber atop the map, and where the border between the Wastes and his kingdom, Verdania moved back marginally. He felt Zayyan’s gaze and focused on Amira’s cousin again.

Zayden slapped me. ****

He looks better than earlier, not as pale or as forlorn. ‘What’s your name? I’m Troy, the Alpha King’s Beta,’ I say, holding out my hand to him. ‘The Alpha King’s Beta? Wow. I’ve never met anyone from the royal pack before,’ he says before adding, ‘I’m Zayden. Alpha Ezra of Mystic Pride was my dad,’ he says sadly. ‘Was?’ ‘Some soldiers came and killed everyone in my village,’ ‘I’m so sorry, kid,’ I tell him, truly heartbroken for him.

“We do tonight.” Zyran pushed off the door frame and walked to my bed again, grabbing my pillow and smelling it like an absolute psychopath. “Smells like you. I’m keeping it.” “You put that pillow down or I...” “You what?” Zaiden interrupted, stepping closer with a slow, dangerous grin. “Zap us? Bite us? Kiss one of us again by accident?” “THAT KISS WAS NOT...” “Sure, love. Sure.” I was so close to combusting. “I WILL RUN. I SWEAR... I WILL RUN INTO THE FOREST AND...”

It was going to be worth it. “Hey.” Zayn was seated on the couch, patting the space next to her. He’d gotten two wine glasses and waited for her to return from her room. The last time he’d gone in there, it hadn’t ended really well for him, so Zayn was planning on maintaining the boundary until it was absolutely necessary to breach it.

"They're getting closer. It is not an option to remain here. Zara took a while to reply. Rather, she cocked her head in his direction, her eyes adrift. "Kael, where do you think we should go? There are eyes everywhere in this city. Every path leads to someone who would take advantage of us for a small sum of money. Kael put down the gun and looked her in the eyes. "We travel to the boundary. They are unable to touch us beyond it. Zara chuckled bitterly. "The border? Will they just let us walk through, in your opinion? This isn't a fantasy getaway. They will be anticipating our arrival.

Zayden’s voice was laced with amusement, but there was an edge to it. A threat.

I snapped back. Zacharias looked down for a few moments and then he looked back at me. "I'm sorry. I was doing a mind link with Zephyr. He sent me a picture of the situation on the western border which is the center of the war." "Zephyr said that the western border and the northern border are also under heavy attack from rogues and fireballs. He also asked how you were doing with me," he explained. He pulled me to move to follow him, but I stopped him. He looked at me intently with concern on his face.