I looked at her deeply. Now she's nothing like the person who had trouble breathing last night. I had no expressions, just a nod. "Good, always." I reached out and pulled Billy off the ground. He smelled of his and Penelope's sweat. His tanned skin glistened in the sun. All the girls around him st
Selena’s POV I had a long dream. In my dream, I shifted into a wolf. My wolf Claire is very happy. She and I climbed a high snowy mountain together, and we had a hard time walking. The north wind whistled past our ears, but it also made us feel very excited. I could vaguely hear the voices of
I can't help thinking about her performance on the training ground two days ago. To tell the truth, I have never seen such a weak adult she-wolf, but she is surprisingly stubborn. If she had asked for mercy, she would have taken fewer punches, but she gritted her teeth and used the last of her stren
Charles’s POV Selena quickly got out of bed. The days of training had sharpened her movements. She rolled over and then knelt down on the bed in a panic. "I said, Charles, I'm not ready." Her eyes were level with mine, and the small chandelier in my room was reflected in her pupils, making her e
I felt Selena's body stiffer. I turned to face her. Instead of forcing myself to sleep, I kept my eyes open and looked at her back, listening to her irregular breathing. “I know you're awake,” I said. Selena’s POV Although my back was to Charles, I could still feel his eyes behind me. They w
Selena’s POV All I had was a pair of lace panties. Charles's hand went down my breasts, landed on my waist, and ended up in my thigh. I got nervous and grabbed his hand. He didn't stop. He took my hand and tried to get into my underwear. The edge of my underwear suddenly became hot. No sooner ha
Selena’s POV: When I went to sleep with a sore body, I came back to the dream. This dream is a secret that I never tell. It follows me like a ghost. Sometimes it irritates me, sometimes it comforts me. This is a dream about my sister's quinceanera. In my dream, I stood at the entrance to the
Selena’s POV All the guests flooded in our father's direction. I was carried by the crowd, unable to move back, so I had to move forward. "Stella, Selena, come to me." Our father's voice was amplified several times over the microphone. But why me? Someone whispered, "Selena? Who is she?" A