Cynthia Dion:"Arghhhhhh!" I screamed when he bit my nipple. Soon after hearing me cry, he gently licked my tits to calm me down.I moaned when he gently kissed my cleavage and ran up to pass kisses all over my mark.He stopped when his phone kept ringing in his back pocket. He raised his face and watched my lips for a few seconds before he answered the call. He didn’t get off me; his eyes were still wandering on my face."What happened, Maleeka?" he inquired, and soon his expression shifted, a slight frown creasing his face."What?" He shut his eyes and clenched his jaw.I noticed he shifted his body slightly, creating space between us."I'll handle everything. Please don't cry, alright?" His voice lost some of its spark after the call.He ended the call and, without wasting a moment, he moved away from me and leaped out of the bed.I sensed that something had occurred, so I followed him, grabbing a gray hoodie from the closet.He paced around nervously, his hand raking through his h
Cynthia Dion: "Fuck!" Atticus yelled as he pushed me onto the bed, then threw a punch in the air before tossing the decor piece at the mirror. It shattered into pieces while Atticus began walking away from me."You're one disgusting person," he yelled, making me instinctively cover my body with my hands. I couldn’t believe myself in that moment."You even let me into this bed with you. You're not even loyal to the man you're stealing from my sister?" He laughed sarcastically."It's very sad, you know," he paused in the doorway and muttered, "the fact that I came here to be with you when you clearly want to hurt my sister. I shouldn't have been in bed with someone who isn't even faithful to her husband. You disgust me, and I truly am a spineless alpha."His voice quivered, but since he didn't turn around, I couldn't tell if he was crying. He walked out of the room, and I was left in tears."Fuck!" I cursed in tears, "They deceived me," I yelled, as I couldn't fathom how my fingerprint
Cynthia Dion: I stood there in confusion, watching her face and getting worried."Huh?" she nearly shouted before bursting into laughter. "I'm just kidding," she said, slapping her head, and then her expression shifted."Y---," I stuttered, but she had already stopped laughing and pranking me."I'm really glad you came home," she exclaimed, bouncing up and down with excitement until she noticed my expression and frowned. "Did that happen in the game today?" she inquired, and I had to fib to her."Yes," I muttered."Come in; you'll catch a cold," she stepped aside and welcomed me inside. Once I was indoors, she embraced me tightly, despite the pain from my bruise, I returned the hug willingly. Her arms were a source of comfort to me. After we let go, I moved ahead, and she lingered behind to shut the door. I presume that's when she noticed my back."Cynthia!" Her gasp made me turn around, concerned about what had happened."Do you realize you're bleeding from your back?" She asked, pa
Cynthia Dion: "What on earth?" I rubbed my hand over my mark and grumbled under my breath.I thought my cardigan might have stained it because it looked somewhat purplish, but it wouldn't come off. It was as if instead of getting better, It kept getting worse and paining a lot. Of course, it was infected since I hadn't transitioned, and now I was marked.I left the bathroom and went to Flora's room, where she was waiting with some snacks and drinks."Flora, thank you so much for all this, but I don't think I can eat it all. I'm extremely exhausted. Can I take a short nap first?" I inquired, feeling a bit guilty because she seemed excited to spend time with me. However, I was worn out and quite drowsy."Of course, please rest," she looked so concerned for me."Where's my mattress?" I asked."You can sleep here in the bed. I'm doing my homework anyway, and later I'll pull out the mattress for myself," she replied, removing the tray from the bed and motioning for me to sit down.She not
Cynthia Dion: "You guys are leaving already?" she asked with a little sad pout."Yeah! I’ve chosen to take her out for dinner," he said, gazing at me with a grin that falsely suggested he was madly in love with me. I couldn’t help but return his grin because I didn’t want to make him furious by not doing so. It was like going back to the same hell-hole."Okay, that’s good news," she said cheerfully, believing that her sister was living the life of a fairytale. I wouldn’t wish such a fairytale existence on anyone; the only fairytale her sister was living was the one where everything was just terrible and there were monsters and giants waiting to eat her or come for her blood."By the way, I have not seen your father around. Where is he?" Mr. Holt asked Flora, making me wonder what he was up to now."He is out with his friends," she replied sadly. I can only imagine how lonely she must feel here every night."He is such a bad father. Don’t prepare food tonight. I will have my guards br
Cynthia Dion: I writhed and let out agonized screams, drowned by my own tears and sobs."Tell me, or I'll harm your sister," I began to weep, but when he threatened, I ceased. Mentioning her in this situation wasn't fair to her. It wasn't her fault. I couldn't allow it."This blood comes from my bite mark on the back," I hurriedly clarified, regaining composure. Just as he raised his hand to strike me once more, I cried out in fear, "I swear!"Seeing that he paused his hand in midair, I decided to complete the sentence. "I was trying to clean it and accidentally stained the bed." I turned around promptly and lifted my sweater. Luckily, I still had an old sweatshirt on underneath, marked with blood stains.As I finally reached for the gauze and unwrapped it, the blood began to flow once more.I pleaded with him, allowing my cardigan to fall and once again conceal my back. "I didn't lose my virginity. Please, believe me," I implored before him. This period of my life was something I de
Cynthia Dion: Because she had rushed to see her doctor the other day, I chose to visit her in her room. I wanted to check on her well-being since she had been the only person who'd shown me kindness. I knocked on her door a few times as I neared it, but there was no answer.I won't lie; I was really shaken up by how things went on the last day. That text message was awful. If she had believed it, she must be feeling pretty upset with me now.She used to be an early riser, always up and about, but today, she was nowhere in sight, and I started to worry about her. As I turned to leave, I unexpectedly bumped into someone I'd rather not have encountered.I didn't divert my gaze; instead, I took a step back. He had this strange power over me, making it impossible for me to look away or blink as he moved closer.His expression oozed anger and arrogance, and his intense gaze sent shivers down my spine. I took a deep breath and cleared my throat, waiting for him to speak first."What are you
Cynthia Dion: I pushed him away and hurried back to my room before he could say anything more disgusting to me. After reaching my room, I closed the door behind me and sought refuge in the bathroom to avoid him.I remained in my room the whole day, skipping meals altogether. I could hear his footsteps outside my room, and occasionally, I heard him humming a tune, but I only ventured out when I felt it was safe to do so.When he made his intentions clear to me, I wasn't ready to confront him again. I felt frightened, especially after witnessing how Maleeka had gone completely silent.I had collapsed on the couch from exhaustion, but I had no way of knowing how long I'd slept because I had lost track of time while hiding and spent the entire day trying to figure out if he was lurking outside my room. I was curled up in a ball on the couch, not really thinking that the closed door might open at any moment. Little did I realize the extent of the danger I was in.However, sleep overpowere