KEILAH I squinted my drowsy eyes open, the warmth of the rising sun gently hitting my face as I stirred. Through the haze of sleep, I caught a glimpse of Dahlia slipping out of the room. "Dahlia," I whispered, but she had already gone. Was she sent by her alpha to check on me or if it was something else entirely? I wondered, my mind foggy with sleep.As I tried to stretch my limbs, I realized I was ensnared in the tangled folds of the covers. "You've got to be kidding me," I muttered, frustration creeping into my voice. How on earth did I manage to get myself into this predicament? Did I unwittingly twist and turn in my sleep? I pondered, attempting to extricate myself from the fabric trap.With a determined effort, I struggled to free myself from the fabric's grasp, wriggling and rolling until I finally halted against a solid, unyielding form. Startled, I opened my eyes fully. My heart skipped a beat as I realized I wasn't alone in bed—I was with Ralph. And he was shirtless. Panic
KEILAH I writhed beneath him, my body convulsing with a mixture of pain and terror. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks as I clung desperately to the faint hope that this nightmare would end. But each thrust only drove me deeper into the abyss of despair, shattering any semblance of resistance I had left. His grip on me was relentless, his movements fueled by a dark desire that overshadowed any trace of humanity. I felt like prey ensnared by a predator, powerless to escape the relentless onslaught of his lust. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to block out the torment, assaulting me from every angle. But the images seared into my mind, haunting me with their brutality. As the torment continued, I felt a surge of anger rise within me, defiance burning like a flame in the depths of my despair. But even as I summoned the strength to fight back, I knew it was futile. He held all the power, and I was nothing but a helpless victim in his grasp. And so, I surrendered to the agony, allowing
KEILAH After uttering those enigmatic words, Dahlia's eyes reverted to their usual state. With a gentle yet firm grip, she led me to sit beside her on the bed. Despite my lingering apprehension, a sense of trust began to settle within me; somehow, I instinctively knew she wouldn't harm me. Yet, my curiosity burned brighter than my caution, prompting me to interrupt her silence. "Who are you, truly?" I inquired, meeting her gaze.Dahlia's expression softened, her tone tinged with a hint of urgency. "Whatever happened just now, whatever you witnessed... it must remain between us. You must promise not to breathe a word of it to anyone—especially the alpha."If you wish to keep this secret from him," I countered, "then you must reveal your true nature to me. Back there, you seemed... otherworldly. As if you hosted a presence from beyond our reality. And those words you spoke earlier... what significance do they hold?”Dahlia's eyes held a mix of resignation and reluctance, as if she we
KEILAHI blinked rapidly, hoping I might still be under the sway of Dahlia's witchy magic, I stole a glance back at the driver who seemed intent on avoiding eye contact with me."Why am I here?" I blurted out, the mixture of awkwardness and surprise clawing at me."It was the alpha's orders to bring you back to your house," he replied tersely, still avoiding my gaze."Excuse me, he what?" I exclaimed, shifting in my seat and leaning closer to him, causing him to flinch away. "Like I gave a damn. But Dahlia never mentioned anything about that. In fact, I was around when—”My protest was abruptly cut short as he abruptly swung open the driver's door and then mine. "Please get out. I need to head back to the pack house."I couldn't help but feel a surge of indignation as I stepped out, the chilly homey air doing nothing to quell the heat of my irritation. This was certainly not how I had expected my day to unfold. Despite yearning for this moment day and night, the abruptness of it all l
RALPH Never in a million years had I imagined myself lurking on a human doorstep, yet there I stood, consumed by uncontrollable urges. It was all the fault of my wolf, succumbing to the irresistible scent of her purity and driving me to claim her. And damn him, I savoured every moment of it. But now, the consequences haunted me, gnawing at my sanity. All I could think of was her—Keilah Rivera. Sending her away to her family was supposed to cleanse me of the crime I committed against her, but it only amplified the feelings I didn't know I harboured. Are they really genuine emotions or mere longing? Regardless, I craved her presence like air, and nothing would stand in my way.I pressed the doorbell, and the door swung open almost immediately. Her smile vanished, replaced by sheer terror as she laid eyes on me instead of whoever she had expected. Was she expecting her new or childhood boyfriend? The thought stirred a pang of jealousy within me.I had believed I possessed the strength to
RALPH As our lips met, I felt her tension begin to melt away, replaced by a hesitant surrender. Her hands found their way to my shoulders, clinging to me as if seeking reassurance. Her lips, soft and yielding, tasted of vulnerability and desire intermingled. In that moment, I vowed to make this experience different, to erase the memories of pain and replace them with ones of pleasure.Gently, I deepened the kiss, savoring the warmth of her response. Each brush of our lips sent a ripple of electricity through me, igniting a fire that threatened to consume me. Yet, I held back, mindful of her fragile state.Breaking the kiss, I gazed into her eyes, searching for any sign of discomfort. But all I found was a glimmer of longing, masked by traces of apprehension. Leaning in, I pressed my lips to hers once more as I walked to bed. With utmost care, I lowered her onto the soft sheets, ensuring her comfort before leaning over her, my gaze never leaving hers. Beneath me, she seemed delicate,
KEILAH Morning arrived, but I hesitated to open my eyes. I knew Ralph was sleeping beside me, and I couldn't bear to face him. I feel deeply ashamed and embarrassed for giving myself to him, considering all the terrible things he has done to me. Sometimes, I wonder if I've lost my sanity. OH, LORD HAVE MERCY, for I enjoyed everything he did to me last night. I cautiously placed my hand on my neck where he had touched me last night, and my entire body responded to his every caress. Suddenly, an electric sensation jolted through me, causing me to jerk my hand onto Ralph's side of the bed. To my surprise and relief, his side was empty and cold, which meant he'd woken moments ago. Quickly, I sprang out of his bed, wrapping myself in the sheet as I navigated through his room and into mine, sidestepping the discomfort between my legs—it was bearable this time, not as jarring as the first time. Upon entering my room, I noticed something different – the window had been replaced. Discar
KEILAH His words hung in the air like a dark omen, filling me with a sense of dread that threatened to consume me whole. But despite the fear that coiled in my chest like a serpent, I squared my shoulders and met his gaze. His eyes bore into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. It felt as though he was peering into the depths of my soul, searching for something that even I didn't fully understand. Seconds stretched into eternity as we stood locked in a silent standoff, the tension in the air thick enough to suffocate.Unable to bear the weight of his gaze any longer, I broke the silence with a trembling voice. "What... What are you staring at?" I managed to muster the courage to ask, my words barely audible in the stillness of the chamber.The bastard's lips curled into a predacious smile, revealing the glint of his sharpened fangs. "Oh, my dear," he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "I am merely admiring the beauty before me, savouring the anticipation of