Maybe Adam’s brought someone back with him…I inch close to my room; the moans getting louder and sickening.I recognise that voice. I’ve heard it far too many times…Turn away Hugh, what you don’t see, you don’t know…It won’t hurt.Leave.But no, I have to know.The lamp is on, bathing the master
Her eyes widen as she stares at me, and I frown.“Annette gave me an ultimatum, accept her and her child, make her Luna, and she will never tell anyone what I did. I killed the future Alpha… that could have cost me life in prison or death. So, I accepted. I was already angry at your mother and wante
ZAIA. I stare at him trying to process everything he has just told me. My mind and emotions are wreaking havoc within me. How is this possible? How could Mom do this? How could she lie to me like this? Annette is Mom’s sister? I'm conflicted, but it’s clear he is not lying. There is so much
“Be careful. If that is what you want, and if that’s what you need to do to believe me, then go ahead.” A flash of hurt skims through me at the fact I’m hurting him, and I take his hand. “I believe you Dad, and I am so sorry… All my life I’ve been told by mom that you cheated… you never denied it a
I shake my head as I walk towards the door. I didn't shift because it is so, so painful… I felt like I was going to die… but I want to try again. Maybe things will become easier. Another day. I unlock the door and head to Valerie’s room. Jai is fast asleep on the armchair beside the bed, his head
SEBASTIAN. I hear her heart rate change and I put the file down, concern flitting through me. “Zaia?” I get off the bed, ignoring the pain in my body and make my way across the room. I enter the bathroom to see her standing there in a tiny nightdress… She looks damn fine, and it drives me nuts,
She looks up at me, hurt flashing in her eyes, but she knows there is truth in my words. “Are you saying Mom could have?” “Only she knows that, but if your dad saw her, there’s not really place for doubt, but there can be things that influenced her decision or things that made her do what she did.
“And so do you… there’s a lot we need to do, Zaia, and for that, we need you at your best too.” I say, brushing her gorgeous red locks over her shoulder and placing my hands on her shoulders. I begin massaging her. She tenses, but I don’t stop massaging the back of her neck and her shoulders. She