Garyson.My insides raged as I saw my mate pinned down by four men."Stop! Help!" Her pleas for help were so desperate that my heart felt like pins and needles.I immediately rushed up and kicked the men who were taking off their pants. They were shocked by my powerful aura and took a few steps back."Get out of here!" I growled, my voice filled with anger. My eyes burned with fire, as if I wanted to burn the aggressors to ashes.I saw my mate huddled in the corner.Mera's cheeks flushed an unusual shade of red. Her whole body was hot and she was unconsciously spilling out moans as if she was on an aphrodisiac.Her clothes were torn and large swaths of her skin were exposed to the air. There was already some confusion in her consciousness.I took my jacket off and covered her body."Sir, you're disturbing my work." Hawthorne said."Educating slaves is my job. Otherwise the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack will get me in trouble if he's not happy with her." She said helplessly as she spread
Mera. He slid into me without a word, causing me to arch my back from the sudden fullness. My insides stretch to accommodate his length and thickness. "Aah Aah, that feels so good." I cried out. My body needed him. The heat disappears a bit as he enters me. "Shh, little baby, relax, just relax." He runs his fingers through my hair to calm me down. He kisses me and holds me closer. He starts moving fast, pumping in and out of me rhythmically. We moaned together. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, wanting him to fuck me harder. "Harder." I whimpered. I felt so slutty like a whore. But I knew it was because of the aphrodisiac I had taken. I felt so hard. I had to orgasm once to be comfortable. As the sex continued, the aphrodisiac had less and less effect on me. The deeper he entered, the more comfortable I became. He controlled my orgasms. I liked being controlled by him too. "I'm about to orgasm."
Mera. I thought Mistress Hawthorne would chastise me for taking too many breaks, but she didn't criticize me. She just stared at me with a look I couldn't read. I couldn't tell what her look meant. I made myself a transparent person, hoping not to attract anyone's attention. However, Everly was jealous of my frequent absences from class. She sat behind me. I could feel a pair of jealous eyes staring at my back. I felt helpless and innocent. She didn't realize what horrible things I had gone through. Would she still be jealous of me if she knew I was almost raped? We were in the middle of class. She kicks my stool with her foot. I turned to her and frowned, stopping her movement with my gaze. Does she want to get scolded by Mistress Hawthorne? I don't want to. "STOP!" I said to her, rolling my eyes. "You bitch!" She looked at me with a disgusted expression. I didn't want to get in trouble. If I got into trouble, it might reflect badly on my master. I just want to be a normal g
Mera. "It's amazing that Mistress Hawthorne didn't criticize me today." I told Garyson excitedly as I sat on his lap. He had his hands on my waist and looked at me with a smile. "Did she feel guilty about me due to the aphrodisiac?" I speculated. He shook his head meaningfully and said, "Do you remember I told you I had a secret?" A secret? It dawned on me. He had told me he had a secret. Could Mistress Hawthorne's change in attitude toward me have something to do with his secret? What's his secret? Whatever his secret is, it won't change the fact that we love each other. "What's your secret?" I asked curiously with a blink of my eyes. "I'll tell you later. If this secret becomes known to more people, your situation will become more dangerous. I worry about your safety." He told me apologetically. I pondered for a moment, understanding his concern. The time may not be ripe right now. I trusted him. I believed he wouldn't lie to me. Tonight, he entered me on the soft bed with
Mera. Although I firmly believe in love when facing Quinn, there is actually a bit of concern in my heart. She did cause me some distress. "He just likes what's between your legs." This phrase was repeated over and over again in my mind. I tried to please such negativity, but her voice seemed to keep ringing in my ears. Was he telling the truth? Did he like me because of the novelty? Is it not me but my flesh that he likes? Does he just want to fuck me and that's why he likes me? NO! "I can't let such negativity control me." I mumbled to myself, trying to encourage myself to pull myself together. I would think about all the times we were together. When I was in danger, he protected me. When I was sad, he cared for me. Everything he did for me is etched in my memory. Those sweet moments and warm smiles all made up our love story. I took a deep breath and denied all doubts and speculations about him. However, once the seed of doubt is planted in the heart, it takes root and con
Mera. I lost sleep. I dragged my tired body into the shower and cleaned the slime from between my legs. I lay down on my bed and close my eyes trying to fall asleep. Tonight I was alone. The bed is empty, without him. I felt an indescribable lassitude in my heart. As long as I fall asleep, I don't feel upset. An hour passed. Two hours passed. Four hours passed. The ticking of the clock urged me to enter dreamland. However, I was plagued by an uneasy restlessness that prevented me from truly relaxing. My eyelids were incredibly heavy, but my mind was wide awake. Insomniac nights were the most sensitive moments within, making it impossible for me to escape the details that I wasn't paying attention to. He would often stand in front of the window looking off into the distance, and I didn't know what was on his mind. Could it be that he was thinking about another woman he really liked? He would deliberately avoid me while he worked, and when I approached him, he would quickly cl
Mera. I've been avoiding Quinn's gaze and keeping my distance from her. But she doesn't give me that chance. When I see her, I think of the image of her and Garyson hugging and kissing last night. While it's possible that it's not true, my mind creates these images without my control. She walks towards me with a dazzling smile on her lips. I take two steps back as I feel the pressure pounding down on me. Her eyes smirked and locked onto me seeming to penetrate me. I immediately turned around and decided to get out of here quickly. She must have come to show me off! I didn't want to hear her mocking and teasing, and I didn't want her to see my vulnerability. However, she followed me. "Is the girl with a weak mind going to run away?" Her words were full of teasing. I didn't answer, just quickened my pace. "Why are you running away? Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of knowing the truth?" Her questions were thrown at me one after the other. She was very good at manipulating p
Mera."He will not marry me ......" I whispered to myself, my voice filled with undisguised sadness. I couldn't stop the tears that were sliding down my face like broken beads.I couldn't believe my ears, I couldn't believe that he actually said such words.I didn't want to believe it so much that I suspected that the person speaking on the recording wasn't Garyson.However, I was very familiar with his voice. I could never mishear him."I'm not marrying her." His voice echoed in my ears.The once strong beliefs and bright illusions of the future crumbled in this moment, like a crumbling castle. I wanted to believe it was just a misunderstanding, or that he had some sort of explanation.Did he really not want to marry me? If he didn't want to marry me why did he give me the ring? A man giving a woman a ring means he wants to marry her.My heart was a mess like a tangled ball of wool.Wait a minute! Wait. He's an Alpha?