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
We ordered lunch and then prepared to visit Alpha Jake Brighton. I was nervous about meeting him, but I was hopeful. Denis took us to the Alpha's house. A blonde-haired woman about twenty years old let us in. The Alpha lived comfortably, and I was glad his home wasn't destroyed. Avery and I sat o