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I hiss, the ground trembling as I roar with concentration, sending a powerful blast that makes the trees around us bend from the sheer force. He chuckles as he withstands it, despite being forced to his knees. He flips backwards and ducks behind an uprooted tree, but the blood that I can smell in the air tells me he didn’t come out of that attack unscathed. “Stop playing, Zade! Face me, or are you afraid?”
I growl, and my irritation rises. “Afraid? Not at all… Tell me, what is the difference between us? You are out for blood and vengeance just as we are.”
His taunts, only making my blood boil more than ever. “We are nothing alike, the difference?!”
I growl as I block his path, making him step back, my entire body alight with a glimmering aura as I wrap my hand around his neck, fighting against his power. “The difference is that we were forced onto this battlefield, one that you all have been planning for, for years, not to mention the torment and the attacks you and your people carried out against us over the years!”
I snarl, trying to tear into his throat. I’m getting there, and I can see his struggle as he tries to push me off, but my aura is an iron-clad armour that he is unable to penetrate. An anguished scream pierces the air, and my heart skips a beat, making me turn. Valerie! That second of distraction is all Zade needs to throw me off him, but I counter with a powerful blast, knocking him back as I’m flung to the ground, holding my stomach protectively.
I’m up instantly. Each attack thrown is a blur that can kill if we let our guard down. I spare Valerio a clas
We’ve lost Jai… I don’t want to believe it… My eyes sting with tears as I glare at Zade, who is watching me with a smirk that doesn’t reach his eyes. ‘Do you feel it? The pain of everything being taken from you? Welcome to my life. ‘Zade says breathlessly, as he rises to his feet. For a split second, his good eye flickers to grey before he shrugs, wiping blood from one of the many wounds I have inflicted on him. Unlike him, I am barely touched. He was aiming to kill, not caring about the harm his own body was being dealt. ‘I see that man was important to you all,’ he chuckles mockingly. ‘More than you would ever know!’ I snarl. ‘Well, no one told him to jump in like a hero, but I’ve heard he was the lover of one of the Sublime… that’s one way to weaken a person. Maybe I should kill Sebastian next. What do you think, dear sister? Will it hurt you? Will it break you? Will you lose the will to live?”
His words sting, but the words ‘dear sister’ strike something inside. He just doesn’t realise I have my children to live for, to survive for, and to fight for. My packs, my friends, and my loved ones.
My luck with siblings has never been good… I can say the same about Sebastian. But we both found special bonds with our best friends. Jai was like a brother to Sebastian and Valerie was the sister who always looked out for me. “Who did this?!”
Valerie’s anguished scream reaches me just as I let out a shout of anguish as I throw Zade across the ground, Valerie’s pain suffocating me with guilt and regret. I wasn’t able to save Jai for her… Sebastian looks up at me as I place my hand on my chest where one of Zade’s attacks had connected.
Focus… Zade gets to his feet, his eyes cold as he turns his one-eyed gaze on Valerie. “I fucking did.”
Valerie rips free from Sebastian’s hold and her aura swirls around her stronger than I have ever seen and a cruel smirk ses Zade’s face. I raise my hands, ready to kill, ready to end him and protect her. Zade chuckles sadistically as he turns towards Valerie, but his next words shake me to the very core, making me freeze in my tracks. “Well, hello there… mate.”
My heart thuds as Sebastian stands up, staring at the man before us, mirroring the shock I am feeling. Valerie is frozen, her face filled with shock and anguish for a second. Why… why did the Goddess have to create something so twisted? “I, Valerie Scott, reject you, Zade Toussaint, as my mate!”
she shrieks as she runs towards Zade, ready for the kill. Sebastian also shifts, leaping into the air, a menacing snarl ripping from his jaws and I aim to end this suffering. Zade cocks a brow, but I don’t miss the flicker of confusion in his eyes. “Why… Why reject me when one of us will die tonight regardless?”
he asks, but I am certain he had wanted to say something else. Spreading his hands, power emanates from him in waves. “The Goddess has guided me until now…”
he murmurs, gazing at the sky as he harnesses his power. Atticus appears, taking in the scene before him before he too turns on Zade. The four of us against him. This is it. One more death and this will all finally be over. I’m tired of the fighting, tired of the deaths, the pain, the loss… I want it all to end…
The rain begins pouring down as my power swirls through the air, connecting with Valerie and Atticus. “It’s over,”
I say softly. Zade smirks and deep down, I know he knows he won’t make it.. “Come, little mate, unleash your vengeance, get your revenge,”
he says, stepping closer to Valerie. She tenses but isn’t swayed as she shifts into her wolf form. ‘Wait! He’s mine, I’ll be the one to end him!’ she growls through the mind link. I hesitate, but we’re all right here in case he tries something. Valerie growls as she launches herself at him. “Stop!”
ZAIA. Valerie freezes as she lands on the ground, backing up as Zion’s voice fills the sky. This isn’t a place I want him, where the dead are all around. I’m happy Aran has Sia’s head against his shoulder, but clearly Zion didn’t comply. “Stop, Mommy! Stop, Daddy! Stop everybody, don’t you get it? You have to stop fighting!”
Zion says, slapping his forehead as he looks over at Zade, who is watching him sharply. “We have to stop.”
“Never, kid.”
Zade scoffs. “I’m not going to stop! He killed Jai!”
Sebastian snarls. Zion looks at me, and I see the sadness in his eyes. “So many people have gone back to the Goddess… She doesn’t want any more fighting.”
“Yeah, just one last person to take care of,”
Atticus says, his eyes hard as he, Valerie, and Sebastian ready themselves to attack Zade. “I guess the kid’s words hold no value.”
Zade mocks as he raises his own hands. Zion looks down, sadness etched across his face, a child who, despite it not being his age to be thrown into this was trying to help and do the right thing. Blinding light from their auras lights up the sky and for the first time, I hesitate. In the end, it came down to this…. Blood against blood… In the forms of families, siblings… twins… mates… All against one another in a game of kill or be killed. But for what? After all the fighting and suffering, then what? How is this the right way? “Please, Mommy…”
Zion’s whispered plea makes me look up at him, my heart. thumping. He’s right…
‘He is…’ That enchanting melodic voice thrums through my head as time seems to freeze. This voice… it’s…. White light surrounds me and time stands still. “I made a mistake… I created the Sublime and the Sable out of jealousy and rage, wanting to be loved and appreciated by my creation. The Blood Borns were created with power that I can no longer undo. I saw hope in one of my Blood Borns… You. Child, do what’s right. Do what feels right deep inside. You are the mother of three Blood Borns. The most powerful of all my creation, the answers. lie within your hand, oh child. End the suffering…’ I gasp as the blinding light disappears and I watch in slow motion as Sebastian, Atticus, and Valerie’s power inch closer to Zade. “I did my best… Created pairs within the Triquetras, but I failed… do not fail me… do what is right.’ Her voice fades completely, and I realise the fighting needs to stop… it needed to stop long ago…. “Please, Mommy,”
Zion whispers and in that fraction of a second, I realise what I needed to do. Show mercy to the one who doesn’t deserve it. “STOP!”
I scream, breaking into a run that is powered by my emotions and aural as I raise a wall of light between Zade and the other three. ‘Zaia!’ Sebastian shouts, trying to pull back, but it’s too late as their powers slam into the wall and I feel the impact inside of me. I gasp, feeling agony tear through me as their power hits me as one and my hands instantly go to my stomach as my shield falls. Zade stands there frozen as he stares at me, stunned, not expecting me to do that. No one did. ‘Zaia!’ Valerie screams. “Red! Fuck!”
“Fuck, Zaia!”
Sebastian’s growl is the loudest.
Valerie has tears in her eyes. Atticus is frowning as Sebastian shifts back, fear for my well-being in his eyes. “It needs to end, the hatred, the rivalry, the killings…. We are one! Let’s act like it!”
I cry out, feeling the pain that seems to be bleeding from the earth itself. +15 B?NUS Stop… it needs to stop! “Zaia…”
Sebastian is by my side in seconds as he pulls me into his arms and I’m. in no state to fight him with the pain from all around me, drowning me. Valerie’s heartbreak, Atticus’s dejection and regret, Aran’s guilt, Dad’s remorse and agony, Zion’s sadness, Sia’s fear and worry, Sebastian’s guilt, and pain… Zade’s confusion and… understanding? I’m not sure… Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I feel the loss and anguish of those who mourn for our dead. “All we did was kill over our differences…. In the end, it was kill or be killed… but it needs to end!”
I choke out, feeling Sebastian’s strength despite everything. I look at Zade one last time, hoping that he realises that this isn’t right. ‘I don’t know what you tried to pull and why you did that, but I was fine with dying in battle. Let this she- wolf kill me, it will satiate her pain!’ He snarls, his gaze flickering to Valerie. ‘No more deaths… let’s end this Zade. You said you never had family who was there for you. Let’s start now.’ I say quietly. He has caused enough pain; he has killed Jai and Mom and done so much more… but in the end, the Goddess wants me to try… Zion needs me to do what’s right even if it’s hard. I’m sorry, Jai…. ‘I don’t believe you, but I can’t blame you for wanting me dead.’ Zade says quietly. ‘No, I want you to understand and see the world from your own view, not from. the Sable’s teachings.’ I say quietly. Our eyes meet, and it feels like an eternity. Everything rides on his answer… everything… He relaxes slowly, his shoulders dropping as he exhales shakily.
“I surrender, kill me mate, get your revenge,”
Zade says as he drops down to one knee, placing his hands behind his head. Valerie looks at me, and I look down, feeling like I’ve failed. The choice is hers now… She transforms back into a human and Zion gasps and quickly covers his eyes, making me smile despite the dire situation. “You aren’t worth my time. You can suffer in prison,”
she says coldly before she turns and walks away. Zade frowns, looking at me when I stand up with Sebastian’s support. “You will face a trial… and if you are cooperative, perhaps you won’t spend your entire life in prison,”
I say quietly as Zion runs over to me and hugs me tightly. Zade simply gazes up at the stormy sky, a frown on his face and I’m certain that the goddess has reached out to him, because he simply lowers his head, almost… defeated. Three men including Atticus circle him and one of them passes Atticus a syringe, which he injects into Zade, one that contains enough wolfsbane that knocks him unconscious. “Daddy ew, don’t hug Mommy when you aren’t wearing clothes, it’s rude!”
Zion hisses as Sebastian quickly lets go of me, turning away as someone throws him. some pants.
“Zion…”
I say, hugging him tightly. “It’s ok, Mommy… we won, it’s over now…”
Zion whispers as the first ray of morning light peeks through the clouds… Is it really over? For a moment I listen. There’s no more shouting, no more explosions or shooting… It’s really over. Finally… It’s over.
SEBASTIAN.
ONE MONTH LATER… “What exactly does this mean for the world and for yourself, now that your real identity is no longer hidden?”
The TV host asks Zaia who is sitting on the couch opposite, her legs gracefully crossed, showing off the smooth creamy skin of her leg. She looks as breathtaking as ever, her hair is up in a sleek bun, and she is wearing a black fitted dress that only emphasises her sexy curves. Black is all she’s worn for the last month as we buried countless people. Jai… It still doesn’t feel real, almost as if I’m waiting for him to walk through the door and say, ‘Did you really think you could get rid of me so easily? I don’t think so.”
Losing him, felt like I had lost a part of me… I regretted a lot, not telling him everything, putting him through so much… I focus on the TV again, not wanting to delve in that dark train of thought. “We were never hidden from the world. Many people who run this country and around the globe know of our kind and as long as we live by the rules like any other law-abiding citizen, then there is nothing wrong. My identity is more than the fact that I am a werewolf. I am still the same person,”
Zaia replies politely.
For many, what happened was bizarre and traumatic, to witness the streets being torn apart like that, fighting and death in an otherwise peaceful town had caused a lot of tension between those same government officials and the leading alphas of surrounding packs who were meant to make sure everything ran smoothly. Not to mention that there had been a few human casualties, too. But now that the world has become aware of us, it is our duty to make sure that things run smoothly from here on. Especially since we all know what fear and the unknown. can drive a person to do.
“Do you feel that there is a risk that what happened might occur again? Many people lost their homes and lives. Can we really believe that werewolves are safe to have around us?”
I frown at the host’s question, but the red-head queen smiles gracefully and tilts her head, looking at the other woman, calm and collected as always. +15 ???? “I don’t think there is a risk of it happening again, however, you ask if it’s safe for us to live amongst you, why not? I mean, there are killers, rapists, and terrorists who are human, but they do not define the majority of humans. Why are we any different?”
Zaia counters. The woman nods. “Fair point. However, the intense level of the battle that took place was not something small. The president said he will be rethinking the laws. and perhaps werewolves will have to have a special identity tag.”
“Well, that is up for discussion. I am meeting with him next week…”
Zaia continues. I look down at the newspapers in front of me, frowning deeply at the headlines that are splashed across every page. BEASTS LIVING AMONG US! ARE WE SAFE GENETIC MUTATION? WILL WE SURVIVE? KEITH HARRISON SPEAKS OUT I WAS ATTACKED BY ONE OF THOSE MONSTERS BILLIONAIRE BUSINESSWOMAN DAHLIA EL NAZARI FACES BACKLASH AS SHE CONDEMS DISCRIMINATION AGAINST WEREWOLVES. 1 I pick up the paper, skimming over the image that shows the powerful businesswoman trying to avoid the paparazzi. Sighing heavily, I toss the paper on the table. We may have ended the war amongst us, but the world is in an uproar. Even Harrison was ready to drop out, but unlike his son, he had decided to go through with it, saying what Zaia did was for the good of all and he was willing to give her a chance – but he was lowering the promised amount. Although this angered me, Zaia had accepted it, saying we weren’t in the position toargue right now. Zaia has been busy speaking out at press conferences, meeting with government officials and trying to come to an agreement where we don’t end up being treated like fucking criminals. Whilst she tries to sort things with the humans, I’m dealing with more supernatural matters. The rogues needed assessing and assigning into packs. The pack in France was without an heir. There were things that needed discussing. Zaia was currently the Alpha of three packs, but something she said last night keeps getting to me.
‘I will hand this pack back to you before I leave.’ Leave… she’s leaving… But what more could I expect? I run my fingers through my hair, my heart clenching. Why is life so painful? Even though the threats are gone, there’s still so much left that needs tending to. The Goddess’s words from that night echo in my mind, and I know I’ll hold them in my memories until the end. ‘Sebastian… you have done well, despite the path I forced you upon. Fight for her, wait for her and let her heal… A mate bond is sacred, and one that is between two strong wolves, it cannot waver… Heal child, you will see better times.’ I want Zaia, with everything I have, I want her in my life, in my arms until the end of fucking time but I also know I hurt her far too many times to ever think that it is possible, but then why do I keep hoping and why am I unable to control myself in her presence? 15 BONUS
I run my fingers through my hair, watching as she counters the TV host’s questions with her own. She is the perfect person for this job. With her patience, kindness and confidence, she is able to control herself even when the questions become rough. She kept going, from that day when it all ended… Zade Toussaint is in prison. He hasn’t said a word since, and even when Zaia tried to get him to talk to her or during his trial, he said nothing. Simply sitting there in silence. Unreadable, emotionless, and simply silent. I don’t know what he’s fucking playing at, but he will remain in prison for his crimes, Zaia had tried to get him to talk, she didn’t say it but I felt she wanted him to see that he was wrong but instead he has not cooperated. Valerie is quiet. Even during Jai’s funeral, she didn’t say much aside from her farewell speech, keeping it short, yet it hit deep. ‘We will forever remember you. You were my hero, our hero and I don’t need to remind anyone of who you were because you were part of everyone’s life and now that you’re gone, we will all feel we will all feel your loss…”
We will, Jai was always there, by my side, and even when I went to the Sable it was hard not having him around. That one person you can trust and know will always have your back. You will be missed, Jai…. I have yet to visit Agatha, and it is something I know I have been putting off, but honestly, I have nothing more to say to her, but what she did to my little princess – that’s something that makes my blood boil. The best thing that came out of all of this is that my princess, Sia, is almost like another child. Of course, she’s still that loving sweet angel, but she now loves to run around, skip, dance, and sing. Her face is always alight with the energy that she was once robbed of. Zion? Well, that little sneaky one seems to know more than he lets on, but I am proud of him.
Although letting Zade live was something I am not happy about, it made sense… his men stood down the moment he was taken and the few who fought were arrested or killed. Zaia and Valerie had a bigger heart than I did, and even though I know Valerie is hurting, the Goddess pairing her to Zade was sick. Even if she felt it’s the right thing to do, I wish it wasn’t so. Atticus has been there for Valerie, and I have to admit, despite never liking him, he has done a lot for Zaia. Dad and Hugh are both healing in their own ways. Hugh has divorced Annette and although she threw a big tantrum, she had no choice but to accept it. As for Annalise, she will remain in prison, and her child will be given to her mother until Annalise has completed her sentence. And my child? As much as I yearn to touch her stomach and hear his heartbeat, Zaia has kept me at arm’s length. We only discuss work, and she has kept her walls up and I miss looking into her amethyst eyes that no longer meet mine… “What are you doing, Daddy?!”
Zion’s voice snaps me from my reverie, and I switch the TV off, newspapers as his eyes fall on them. a over. He smiles at me almost as if he knows what they’re about and I cock a brow. “I’m not doing much. What are you doing?”
I ask as Sia peeps her head through the door. She giggles seeing me. “We weren’t doing anything.”
She says a little too quickly as Zion pokes his eyes out motioning with them at me. “No, we weren’t. Mommy will be home soon, and we need to help her!”
he says before he runs off. I frown, sitting back. Help her with what? I know Zaia mentioned a dinner. I’m assuming that. She had asked if we could all be there. I’m not sure what the purpose is but I can’t deny that I wish if she had time for a dinner that she would also have time to talk things out with me. Where exactly do we go from here? Now that the kids aren’t constantly being targeted, where will they attend school? She has mentioned making me Alpha of this pack once more, but the way she said it…
I can’t deny that it sounded like she’s leaving and just the thought messes me up. Sighing, I stare at the phone. The date sticks out and I realise why exactly she’s having this dinner… Even when she’s so damn busy, she’s thinking of others… Well then, whether she likes it or not, I am going to have to be the one to get her to talk. No matter how hard that will be. Tonight is the night.
ZAIA. I stare out at the passing streetlights as I make my way to the safe house, one of the few places that remained untouched after the final battle. How am I supposed to feel after living life hurdle after hurdle, heartbreak after heartbreak? It feels surreal, even with the weeks having gone by… But although the threat is over, it’s been replaced with other obstacles and the reminder of our losses remains, like an open wound healing slowly. I close my eyes, reminiscing on the moment that Sebastian had turned to Zion and asked if we could bring Jai back… (FLASHBACK) “Son… Uncle Jai is hurt, let’s heal him as we did Sia,”
Sebastian says as he kneels in front of Zion, who looks up at me before turning to Jai’s body. “But… Daddy… Uncle Jai isn’t hurt… he’s gone.”
Zion says, his eyes sparkling with tears as he hangs his head. “I’m sorry.”
Sebastian looks broken as he shakes his head and pulls Zion into his arms. “No, son, I’m sorry for asking.”
“I didn’t know… but I can undo the pain…”
he whispers, looking at his Dad. I frown as I hurry over and kneel beside him. “What do you mean, Zion?”
“I can undo all the pain, then no one has to remember this,”
he says, spreading his arms. “Only me.”
The smile that follows breaks my heart. “No, my love, we won’t forget what happened because everything that has happened is a lesson that we all needed to learn. Even if it was the hard way.”
I respond, cupping his cheeks and knowing that I will stand by that. (END OF FLASHBACK)