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~Devin~ I was sitting in my office when my beta, Lukman, walked into my office to announce Alpha Jake Brighton's arrival. I thought my business with his pack was over. What was he doing in my pack? I did not want to seem rude, but I wasn't in the mood for a guest. "Let him in," I told my beta. Al
The people of Brighton needed a break. It was sad I couldn't give them that. We arrived at Mountain on time. I expected Leo was waiting for me in his office. I had to commend the man for being civil. We were offered drinks, and I opted to drink water instead. Beta Casper took us to Leo's office, b
"I can't let her be. I can't," I told him my truth, and he sighed. "Then I wish you the best, but I won't help you to mess Tamia up," I told him, and I was mad that he would see my plea as an attempt to mess Tamia up. I did not understand his logic, but I knew he was still hurting. I had come to th
~Tamia~ I could feel Sylvester's uneasiness about my trip to the western village. I did not know how to tell him I could never leave him. After our discussion, he insisted that we visit Larry. He wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, and I needed to figure out how to stop him from wasting h
We arrived at the Northern prisons, and to my surprise, Sylvester asked to see Bryce instead of Larry. "You changed your mind?" I asked him, and he shook his head. "I want us to see Bryce first, and then we can check on Larry," he said, smiling, and I smiled back. I could see he was stressed and
"I can't remember the time of day," He said, and I nodded. "That is great, but as long as it happened five days ago, we do not need time. I want to know if anyone would testify to those things," I said, and he was silent. "I do not want to hurt you, Bryce, but I want you to tell us what happened.
~Tamia~ "Your skin is so sensitive, Tamia; it feels like I am learning your body all over again," Sylvester linked me, eating me up. I grabbed onto his hair tightly and writhed. I felt my orgasm coming, and I couldn't control it. Everything was going straight to my head, and my skin was burning.
"You will use the jet," Sylvester said, and I knew if I declined, he would insist. My intention was to arrive there covertly, but it seemed that would not be possible. "There will be a chauffeur in Gad that will drive you to Brighton. The shadow warriors will be with you, but you won't see them. Th