217 : A Letter

ELIJAH

I close my eyes and when I open them, I see her worried expression. “I’m fine. Just…thinking whether to let those pricks join the meeting or not. We have done well without them.” I reply quickly and hold Rena’s hand. This time I don’t feel the sensation like before and feel relieved.

She purses her lips, her gaze swirling with contemplation. “We did. Maybe we can pick the packs who are really strong or have good connections with other packs. If they don’t want to join, then that’s up to them.” She responds and I nod.

“Good,” My eyes drop to her body. She’s still sore.

We dry ourselves, walk out of the bathroom and I look at the seating area armchair before I look at her. “Sit on the chair?”

She frowns. “Why?”

I smirk. “You’ll see.”

She stares at me in confusion but then settles on the couch. Her ripe breasts make my cock ache with desire but I push it behind. It's not the time for that. I put on my pants and stand behind the chair. I grab the body cream she usually uses af