Inch by inch…smirking as he did so. “This night will be long…I’m too excited to end it here. Be prepared to be sore tomorrow, you might even have trouble walking. So, let me apologize in advance; I’m sorry, angel.” Quinn’s fingers gripped into the sheets as his hips gyrated, plummeting even deeper
Quinn’s deep sleep was interrupted by knocks on the door. She opened her eyes, realizing that Zayd wasn’t in his room…it was only her. A groan left her lips as she sat up. “Who’s there?” “It’s Marcia. Can I come in for a minute?” Quinn’s eyes widened immediately as she looked around at the remnan
Zayd smiled down at the tray in his hand as he stood before his room, but that pleasant smile disappeared when he could scent out his mother and also hear her voice. He grabbed onto the knob, twisting it and pushing the door open. “Mom, I told yo~” His mouth hung open when he found Quinn hugged ag
Jeo glared at Delilah as she walked into the bedroom. “I thought I told you to sleep in the living room.” “It’s cold and empty…I’ve slept in the living room for two days now, I miss you.” “You don’t have the right to miss me. Get out…!” “Jeo I…” “It’s Alpha Jeovanni to you. You don’t get to call
“Why did you want to come here?” “Well, I figured that since I have no wolf, then it’s best to improve my combat skills. I haven’t trained in so long, I mean…I never really thought of strengthening the skills associated with my human side, so I’m not good at hand-to-hand combat, and right now, I ne
“Here, hold this. I showed you the controls, Quinn, if you f*ck this is up, our lost will be on your head.” “I…Why? You’re forcing me to play, and now you want to blame me if you lose.” “I’m not forcing you…you can choose not to play if you want…but either way, you’re playing.” “That’s forcing me
Zayd’s sleep was disturbed when he felt Quinn slowly and silently freeing herself from his arms. Her breaths were slow and shallow, as if she were afraid he’d hear them. His eyes peeked open, watching as she carefully shuffled off the bed in the darkness that swamped the room and stood to her feet.
Her hands trembled as she wiped her eyes, getting rid of every trace of her tears…but she could’ve not bothered. He’d already seen them. When her face was dry of sweat and tears, she stood to her feet, awkwardly walking over to the one of the punching bags. She didn’t even get a proper rest and yet