Narrator’s POV
“Wait! You can’t go in there!” A loud reproach could be heard from outside the room that Zaira and the mysterious women were in.
There was a loud bang noise, followed by signs of struggle.
“Get off of me!” A strong voice finally growled before the door to the room swung open with full force.
“What a rude bunch we brought in...” Zaira’s Saviour said as she stared at the intruder, unfazed.
Zaira was still in bed, so the woman’s body blocked her view of who was at the door. But she wasn’t dumb. She could clearly hear and feel the presence of her mate.
Tears immediately ran down Zaira’s face and her body trembled.
She had been so scared that he would be dead, but he wasn’t.
“Zaira?” The figure called out as they moved towards Zaira.
The woman who saved Zaira quietly mov
