Chapter 10
His voice roared as he walked towards us I couldn't see clear but I knew Conan's voice "is not what it seems Alpha" the man said as he fell to his knee. But before the words could fully settle, he dropped to his knees. A sickening silence followed. And then, in a heartbeat, his head slumped forward, lifeless, his body crumpling to the ground. with blood dripping. Conan snap his Head within a wink of an eye and that was it I completely shut my eyes.
Zade
I was falling apart. I couldn’t bear it anymore—I needed to find her. Zoey, on the other hand, stirred nothing in me. No warmth, no affection. In fact, she disgusted me, made my skin crawl with irritation. All she ever did was cling to me, and it was driving me insane.
Every night, I kept dreaming of Ashley. It haunted me. My wolf craved her, wanted her so badly. Her beautiful scent had faded, but the memory of it lingered. As hard as it is to admit, I want her. I should swallow my pride and go after her. She might be just an omega, but she’s mine—my mate.
A heavy knock echoed through the room as Marinda entered. I had instructed her to cast a spell to find my mate.
"It's very difficult to locate your mate, King Zade," she said, her hands planted firmly on her hips.
"And why is that, Marinda? I thought you were a powerful witch. Why can’t you find her?" I growled, my patience slipping.
"Well, you should ask yourself that. The bond between the two of you is slowly fading. But I’ll see what I can do," she replied, her words making my brows pull down into a frown. This wasn’t the answer I wanted. I was expecting results, not disappointment.
"You must find her, Marinda," I demanded.
She nodded and left the room, leaving me seething. I hissed under my breath as the door closed behind her. I stand up from my office.
I stormed out of my office, anger boiling inside me. I slammed the door on my way out, heading straight for my dorm. I needed to lie down, clear my head, and cool down before my frustration got the better of me. As I walked down the halls, the maids and servants bowed their heads in respect, but I ignored them, too consumed by my own thoughts to acknowledge their greetings.
I reached my dorm and instantly caught a whiff of her scent—Zoey. She was inside. My grip tightened on the door handle, fists clenching. What did she want now?
I opened the door and there she was, sprawled out on my bed, dressed in nothing but red lingerie that left all her body expose her red bra and panties were visible. She lay there in a seductive pose, her right hand propping up her head as she gave me a smug, knowing smirk.
I stood there, staring at her, wondering what this woman thought she was doing. She was trying to seduce me, that much was obvious. But all I felt was... nothing. No spark, no desire. Even with her body on display, I felt no attraction—just an empty numbing feeling.
Perhaps this is exactly what I needed—to finally snap out of it. I can’t keep burning for her, can’t keep letting her haunt my thoughts. My heart aches for her so much that it’s driving me insane. But maybe this will shake me out of this foolish fantasy of love. I’ve never believed in it anyway.
All my life, I was feared and respected, known for my power and strength. The idea of falling in love felt almost unreal. I thought maybe it was just my mind playing tricks on me. But my wolf... my wolf roared day and night, craving our mate. It was becoming unbearable. I couldn’t function anymore, couldn’t think straight. The image of her, Ashley, was always there, haunting me.
I am the Lycan King. Without my mate, I’m incomplete. A Lycan without his mate loses himself, bit by bit, and that’s exactly what’s happening to me. Ashley consumes my thoughts—I burn for her
And Zoey on my bed... I feel nothing for her. No affection, no connection. And that’s good—it will keep me focused on my goals. As long as I remain numb, I won’t get distracted. Zoey stood up, sauntering toward me, her hips swaying In a seductive way as she walked slowly towards me. I didn’t move an inch as I watched her.
She stopped just inches from my face, her lips so close I could feel her breath. "You look stressed, Lycan," she purred, biting her lip in a poor attempt at seduction. My wolf stirred in disgust.
She reached out and gently touched my cheek, brushing her fingers across my skin, a small smile playing on her lips. "Why don’t you let me take away your stress and make you feel good?" she whispered.