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Faking the Mate Bond 141. Under the starry night
[Zephyr’s POV] Diana and Kaz regained their consciousness as the three of us returned to the sky, our battlefield. Kaz looked at Diana and then at me. The mana I had gathered around me was massive enough to cause an explosion that would end half of the world. I knew I had to stop, but I didn’t know how to stop it. Diana was already weak and upon that I was absorbing mana right from her soul. I need to get her away from me… Kaz flew beside Diana. Grabbing her arm, he tore her away from my proximity. Breaking the gravity of my soul that pulled mana from his soul, he pushed Diana towards the ground. “Zephyr…” Diana’s scream faltered as she neared the ground. I whistled sharply. The winds, combined with Kaz’s threads of mana, surrounded her and helped her land safely on the ground. Kaz turned to me. “It’s you against me now. Kill me and end this last war,” he said. “If I do that, who will save this world?” I said. Kaz frowned. “What do you mean?” “With the amount of mana
Faking the Mate Bond Author's note
Hey everyone! I am AM (Akina Mirai) First of all, I want to thank each and everyone of you who read this story. Thank you so so so much for bearing with me and making this story come alive so brilliantly. Diana and Zephyr. Oh, God! These two were a big challenge for me, but oh so beautiful they are, my heart still keeps on melting for both of them and I can't help falling in love with all the characters I created in this story. Don't forget to let me know who your favourite charcater was in this story! And if you enjoyed the book, please don't forget to leave your precious review on the main page of the story. It helps the story to grow a lot and so do your gems and comments. Do share it with your friends and let's keep the family growing! OMG! I can't believe I have done this. I would also love to thank my editor and the complete GN team for trusting in me and giving me this opportunity of writing and just allowing me tell a story because that's what I wish to do until my last
Faking the Mate Bond 1. The tragedy
[Diana]‘A courtesan can never be a luna.’My mother-in-law’s words haunted my head as I looked around the palace frantically. Our beta was dead.Our gamma’s head was displayed on the gallow among our pack public to instill terror in their hearts.The palace was surrounded by our enemy, our warriors falling over the battlements every second.“Luna! You have to hide! Luna!” My knight, Noah’s warning, snapped me out of the nightmare I was living.“Hide? Where can I hide? We are surrounded. It’s just a matter of time… they infiltrate the palace and then…” I placed my hand over my belly.The rules of a pack war, the winning party not only wins the pack, land, its army and its territory, but its women and its victor alpha win the luna of the defeated pack. And if the luna was pregnant, the first thing the victor alpha did was get rid of the previous alpha’s child and what was left for the luna was a life of humiliation, torture, pain — a life worse than hell.“No, luna. It’s not over yet
Faking the Mate Bond 2. Reborn with a splash
[Diana]‘... before dying you asked a question to yourself — “who am I?” I am giving you a second chance to find an answer to this question. Who are you? How do you define yourself, Diana?’I faintly heard a voice as I felt my lifeless body hovering in a cold place with darkness engulfing me.Splash!I woke up with a gasp. Coughing hysterically as water gushed into my nose rising to my forehead.Panting, I looked around.“Oh, my! Finally, she is up.” Willa, my step-mother, said.She had a glass jar in one hand and her typical black fixed hand fan in her other hand, behind which she hid her face from her nose.I looked at her, and her maids, baffled.Willa shoved the glass jar in my personal maid, Vera’s hand, and hugged me, burying my face in her breasts.My cheeks squished as she rubbed her cheeks in my hair.“I was so worried about you, my honey bee. For once, I thought you died.”Willa said in her exceptionally beautiful voice. Her voice was like a siren’s song and her ocean blue e
Faking the Mate Bond 3. Fabricate her results
[Diana] Father’s Excalibur was waiting for us near the entrance of the palace. The black and silver beauty that spoke of royalty and wilderness. Cars always enticed me in the past, but father’s Excalibur allured me. I sat on it once when I had to accompany my father for a medical checkup in the past. Hal, father’s butler, opened the door for me. I got in the back seat with Lyvia and my father sat in the passenger’s seat. Hal started the car. Tingles of excitement ran through my body as I watched Hal deal with those buttons, gears and steering wheel. It was so cool; it made my heart flutter. Lyvia smiled at me. “Princess seems to like cars.” “I love them!” I gave her an excited smile. I felt my father’s gaze on me through the driver's mirror. He swiftly shifted his gaze on the road ahead when I glanced at him in the mirror. Soon, we reached the academy. The academy was basically a gothic castle in shades of white, grey, brown and black aesthetics. The Xenon academy had been a
Faking the Mate Bond 4. Haunted balustrade
[Diana]I stared at Janus Lakin, seventeen years old, the only son of the beta of our pack. I had seen him several times in the past, but never talked to him. My first impression of him was silent, cold, rude and a nerd.I guess rude doesn’t apply when I call him silent and nerd because basically he could be introverted, but I was kind of mentally sick in the past and so are my impressions of other people.Gosh! I seriously hate myself from the past. What exactly was I? A judgemental llama who thinks she is everything and the entire world is for her step upon. I was pathetic.And now here I am judging myself when I have better things to worry about.Janus’ sharp gaze behind his circular frames bore into me and then at the balu
Faking the Mate Bond 5. The Hidden pack
[Diana] Mr Archer was completely opposite to what I had expected him to be. I thought he would be the prim and proper epitome of perfection, from his hair to his boots, but he was quite the opposite. He had black bushy curly hair that cascaded his forehead, reaching his behind his square frames. He was wearing a turtleneck brown sweater tucked loosely in his umber brown trousers. Upon them he wore a peanut-colored rain trench coat. His sharp jawline had stubbles, adding a shadowy touch to his sharp feature. His hooded eyes were just like Janus — mysterious, like a rainforest. He was thirty-eight, single, and I had started wondering what Janus’ father looked like because I bet their family had genes for looking effortlessly gorgeous even in rags. He sat across the table, facing me in his personal teacher's chamber, which had vibes like that of a vintage library straight out of a fantasy novel. His chamber had a blending scent of old books, parchment, ink, and musk. Golden jar can
Faking the Mate Bond 6. The Restricted section
[Diana] It was the paper checking day, and I had my heart in my throat. I couldn’t sleep the whole night and left the Xenon palace at dawn for jogging as an excuse. It would be easier to reach the academy if I had my wolf. Wolfing in our pack began only after we were eighteen years old. Meanwhile, in other packs, wolfing occurred from fourteen to sixteen. So I had two years for my wolf to show up. I was super excited to meet her again and this time I’d cherish her more than life. In the past, I remember naming her, but since I was stuffed with comfort from all sides, I didn’t use her much. It was only when the rogues attacked me outside the Hidden pack; I realised how insanely powerful she was. A power that went beyond a werewolf’s expectations. But it was too late for me to harness her full potential because my body was prepared and during that attack, she was severely weakened somehow. There were parts of that attack that I had forgotten. Some images were blurry while others I
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