Zuriel
âYouâre scaring her. Please, calm down,â she speaks softly to me. My wolf listens more to her than me. He retracts to the back of my mind. I go to River and cup her face.
âIâm sorry you went through all this because of me,â I say softly, and she hugs me.
She buries her face in my chest. I hold her out of guilt and responsibility. I hear Elaraâs breath shudder.
âHow did you escape?â Princess Elara asks. I was too angry to ask. River pulls away from me and looks at the Princess.
âThere was a fire,â her breath quivers, â A large fire that was started by Webster Rogueâs rival gang, and I used the chaotic opportunity to run. I ran for miles on end in the forest. I was dehydrated and tired but didnât stop until I reached this pack. I wish I could have helped the others escape, too,â she explains. I exhale, angry at what sheâs been through.
She was hypernventilating.
âDo you know where you were?â I ask. Iâm going to make them pay dearly.
âNo, but even if I could point you to the place, Iâm sure the rogues relocated after that immense fire that killed many,â
River wraps her arms around me.
âBut how did you know where this pack was?â
âCampass,â she shivers, looking at the little Princess through the side of her eyes. Elaraâs face is stoic, so I donât know what sheâs thinking.
âWhere is it? Who found you at the border? They need to write a statement,â
âPlease, I canât speak about this any longer,â River begs, her gaze pleading.
âBut it needs to be addressed. How long have you been at the hospital, and which one?â
âI canât talk,â River cries louder, shaking her head as she hides in the crook of my neck as though she sees a ghost.
âRiver, I know-â
âEnough!â I interrupt Elara. The Princess glares at me, and pain crosses her face.
âI want to sleep, Zuriel,â I carry her upstairs and put her in one of the guestâs bedrooms. River gives me a small smile as I cover her with a sheet.
âI miss you, Zuriel, so much,â
âSleep. Iâll call the doctor to check on you,â I tell her, and she nods, closing her eyes. I leave the room and go downstairs. Elara is pacing the living area.
âIt wasnât your fault.â
Elara
I didnât know what to do or the way to react. Zuriel had a girlfriend, and I didnât know about her. I was crushed when she hugged him. I wanted to push her away from him. He was my fiancé, and he was supposed to marry me! So why was she hugging him, and why was he letting her do that?
River then told us her story. I was mortified to learn what happened to the poor woman. No woman deserves to be raped and have their baby killed. I saw Zurielâs guilt. He blamed himself for what happened. Therefore, do anything to ease her pain and be there for her.
Zuriel didnât understand that we needed to find out more about her. Maybe Iâm speaking out of jealousy, but something was off about River. She was kidnapped for four years, yet there was no evidence of that. She had no visible scars on her arms and legs even though she claimed to be tortured. She looked sickly and weak, but thatâs all.
âI was thinking the same, and her attitude changed so much when she was with Zuriel,â Ara added. She doesnât care about River. She just wants her gone.
âThe hyperventilating and crying, I know,â I added.
âAnd tone and voice changed!â Ara spat.
âYou-â I stopped myself. Why was I bashing a woman who was hurt? What if it was just my covetousness talking that way? What if she went through the horror she did? I need to be sympathetic and help her. I pace around the room until Zuriel comes downstairs. He looks tired.
âIt wasnât your fault,â These are the first words that leave my mouth.
âThey only got her to punish me,â he gritted his teeth. He sat on the couch. I sat in front of him, holding his hand. He didnât revolt against me.
âWhat happens now?â I ask after a moment of silence. He moves away from me. I wince at the distance he put.
âIâll arrange therapy for her, and Iâll find her a home,â he says, and I let out a breath. I sympathized with River but didnât want her to stay here, especially since they had a relationship. Zuriel already feels guilty for what happened, so heâd do things to make her feel at ease.
âYes, thatâs the right thing to do. Weâll make her as comfortable as we can,â
âWe?â he narrows his gaze on me.
âUm, yes. We are getting married, so weâll be like a team,â I say confidently. Zurielâs expression alone shuts down my confidence.
âOh, that,â
I instinctively pull away from him. I smile tightly.
âDo you want to get married to me, Zuriel?â I ask.
âI have no choice,â My heart shatters at his response, but I donât show it. I knew he was only marrying me because he had no choice. His mother wanted this, not him.
âZuriel, Iâm giving you a way out now. If you donât want this, Iâll go to my father. Iâll tell him I decided to end this engagement. I promise no blame will befall you,â I say with a shaking voice. My heart breaks even as I say these words. I fell in love with him, but if he was unhappy, I needed to stop this and take all the blame. I donât care about a scandal as long as he is happy.
âThe dishonor will ruin you, and you will be bullied. Known as the whore princess, is that what you want?â his voice is soft.
âDonât worry about me, Zuriel. You have up to Friday to decide,â I say and turn to walk away from his penthouse. The elevator closes, and my knees fall. I sit on the floor crying until I reach the ground floor. I wipe my tears and get to my feet, leaving the elevator.