Seeing her in the tunic provoked me, and I decided she wouldn't wear any of the sheer outfits given to her unless I was there. I spent two days away from the estate. Marcel, Theodore and I had a small business to attend to in the neighbouring town. I wondered what Tamia would think and whether she
I did not need it, but I appreciated it. Tamia must have been important to him; too bad he was too weak to keep her. Based on the letters, he had lost her long before I took her from him. I now realised why she gave herself up. She did not want to be his luna anymore. The situation must have been
~Tamia~ Sylvester left me in the room, and I remained sad. The emptiness and confusion were gone. I was glad Sylvester was around to absorb me into his pack; this was my biggest fear of leaving Leo. I did not want to go rogue. Kaira was weak, and I knew we would never be at a hundred per cent aga
"I have warned you not to dress in these outfits with other people around," He warned, and I smiled at him. "This suits my mood best," I replied, and he growled. He ran his hand up my thighs, and I felt tingles; then he kissed my neck and sucked gently. Was this guy making out with me in public? I
"Please help me mail this later to Leonardo. You can read its content. It poses no security threat. I am just asking him to move on." I said quickly, and his eyes darkened. He held my arm and made me follow him to his office. The moment the door was shut, he looked at me angrily. "Do not abuse the
~Tamia~ Sylvester looked handsome, laughing, and I wanted to tell him to laugh more, but it wasn't in my place. "Of course I know you can ride, Green-eyes. I meant the horse." He said, and I smiled at him. "Not an expert, but I can survive," I confessed, and he smiled. I wore the necessary gear
I could sense the fury radiating from him. I wanted to know why we were special. A luna had told me they usually split the lunas among themselves as spoils of war. It was a way of ultimately conquering the Alphas to whom the Lunas belonged. Although they never touched them, they owned them. My fri
He did not utter a word throughout my display, and when the breakfast was over, he left. "You shouldn't push him, Tamia. He has made a lot of exceptions for you," Marcel warned me, and I was quiet. What did he know about being pushed? Avery looked at me, feeling sorry for me. I felt sorry for myse