Zane | ✔︎

Chapter Nineteen | You're Death.

"I'd look and stare so deep in your eyes, I'd touch on you more and more every time," Azalea whispered to herself, jerking one of her feet to every beat of the rhythm on bed, playing with keys in her hands.

She wore his coat, having her dress all messy on the floor, including her undergarments. She hadn't picked them up in the past 2 hours. And she didn't plan on getting them.

"When you leave, I'm begging you not to go
Call your name two, three times in a row," Her voice flew melodiously, her mind feeling free from anyone's talking or questioning, even their mere presence being absent.

It was just her and his scent, all alone on this floor of the castle.

She didn't see any of Zane's family.

"Such a funny thing for me to try and explain," She laughed softly, seeing the pack's name engraved onto the key. It looked beautiful in her hands, with the moon keychain adorning it to complete the look.

She was feeling warm in his coat.
"How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame,"

She was graced with donuts and a latte from their ride home. Chase deemed it her dinner for the night, she was grateful. She left the HQs a few hours ago, right after filling more paper work for the people she saved.

The ones Zane couldn't let anyone do besides her.

Anyone could've been an enemy and exploit the victims for information.

She's still unaware of why everyone left the meeting. She didn't question anything. Rather, she was happy with the paperwork.
She exerted all her anger and complaints with the grip of her pen on those documents. It made her finish the job quicker.

"And I still don't understand," She coughed to herself, feeling her voice feel smaller and smaller, almost as if she were a third person, listening to a siren sing late at night.
"How your love can do what no one else can. Got me looking so crazy right now, your love..." She trailed off, feeling herself going off tone a little bit. She snickered at her mistake.

She showered as soon as she reached his room. The bathroom was twice the size of the meeting room, it was in her words, unrealistic.
She had no desire to do anything besides being in bed and observing all the items he had in his room. He guessed no one was allowed in here besides her.

She wasn't feeling special.
Especially after the attitude he had at work.

"Your love's got me looking so crazy right now," She continued, noticing everything becoming so quiet that she could hear distant trees dance as the winds troubled them, and she enjoyed that.

Also hearing a car coming. One car.

"Got me looking so crazy right now, your touches got me looking so crazy right now," The car came so near, it reached the gates of the castle.

She reduced her volume. She knew in this silence, he'd be able to hear her from the front door.

"You got me hoping you'll page me right now, your kiss got me hoping you'll save me right now," She closed her eyes, enjoying her own voice as she hugged his coat closer to her body. It felt good, it comforted her after a fluctuating day. She faced away from the door of the room.

She heard his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Looking so crazy in love,"

He reached her floor.

"Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love."

He reached the door.

"You got me looking," She harmonized, feeling his enriching scent hit her senses.