I felt people looking at me, and some were laughing at me. I was the leader of the east, so I knew I would make headlines with my behaviour. It was a small price to pay to protect Tamia from the pending humiliation. It was worth it. As long as they would not witness Tamia's humiliation, it was wo
~Tamia~ Sylvester held me into the morning. I felt a strong connection between us, something that wasn't there before. He was mine, and it was confirmed this time. There was no fear or uncertainty between us. He was mine. I still could not believe that he kept his promise and made me proud. I
I was very hungry, so I ate a lot of food, and Sylvester kept adding things to my plate. He always reminded me I was eating for two, and he did not want his child to be malnourished. It was cute, really. "We are expected to cut the ribbon for the opening," Marcel said, and Sylvester smiled at him.
He had on his official suit what I had come to know as the Volkov's crest. A profile of a wolf bearing its teeth. It was beautiful. "I hear I am cutting the ribbon this year," He said, and Sylvester smiled at him and nodded. "Yes, big brother. You will also be welcoming the guests in my stead. Yo
~Tamia~ I could not believe the wealth of information Dominic had locked in his heart. I could see Sylvester's disbelief too. Dominic's erratic behaviour made a lot of sense. It was an outlet for his trauma. "Why did you go to war for him?" I asked because I could not hold my tongue. "Because D
"We will be late," I said, not wanting us to read meanings into our discovery. We arrived outside, and the Limo was waiting. We got inside, and I could see Avery was a bit annoyed. "We have been waiting for thirty minutes," She complained, and I smiled at her. "You are lucky we didn't make you wa
I sat down and looked at her sternly. I wanted to see the bitch try to antagonise me. I was a lady of the north. There was no debating it. It was best she watched herself where I was concerned. Dinner was fun. We ate, and those that could drink drank while Linda and I were subject to Juice. Stepha
~Sylvester~ I wondered what got into Glenda that made her feel it was okay to talk to my mate the way she did. I watched tears stream down her cheeks after Avery slapped her, and I wished Avery would give her another. This was supposed to be a fun dinner for us, and she had tried to ruin it with