All Chapters of Escape from Eden: A Breeder's Awakening: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Imani“I can help, you know.”Jackson snorted derisively. “Yes…I’ve witnessed your version of ‘help’, and I think I rather be without it.”I pouted. “It was a mistake. I was distracted.”“By what?” he asked, flipping a pancake.“I was texting Mary.”“Your friend who can cook, according to Judge Max.”I rolled my eyes at the playful taunt.“I can cook.”“Setting food on fire is not cooking.”I opened my mouth to argue but thought otherwise. We’d just be going around and around in circles, and while I hadn’t set anything on fire, breakfast was inedible.“Agreed. While we’re on the subject of Mary, do you think you can ask Judge Max if it’s okay for her to come over for lunch, or vice versa? Do you think it will be an issue?”“I don’t foresee an issue as long as Mary is agreeable. Judge Max is quite enamored with Mary. Some say he treats her too well, but the ones who’ve made such deplorable claims tend to have unhappy breeders and no pups to show for it. It’s pure jealousy.”I drooled w

ImaniI stepped out of the shower in the locker room and fanned myself. The water was even hotter than the water at Jackson’s house, and I’m not ashamed to admit that I took full advantage. The hot water did wonders to melt away the stress of the day. I’d been in a slump ever since Dr. Hemsworth told me the story about losing his mate. He tried to mask the pain by being energetic, staying busy, and talking my ear off, but I could tell from the far off look in his eyes that he was still under the influence of grief.We ended work thirty minutes ago and he escorted me to the locker room to get ready for the banquet once he’d confirmed the administrative staff was gone and no one would be milling about. I stood under the spray, allowing the hot water to batter my aching shoulders and neck. I’d grown stiff from being hunched over documents and medical journals all day.I approached the wall length mirror above the sinks and wiped my hand across it, clearing the condensation. I screamed wh

Imani“That’s awful. I wish Judge Jackson would’ve given me the choice to stay home,” I huffed, motioning for Judge Max to pass me another slice of cake.“There were two reasons he didn’t want to leave you home.”“What were they?”“For one, trouble finds you.” I subtly rolled my eyes and stabbed the delicious chocolate cake with my fork. “Secondly, and keep this to yourself, but Judge Jackson wanted to show you off.”I stopped chewing and eyed Judge Max skeptically. “Are you serious?” I asked around a mouthful of cake.“You’re speaking with your mouthful. That’s very unladylike.”“Sorry,” I mumbled before swallowing the cake down and wiping my mouth with a napkin he offered. “Did he really say that?”“No, he would never admit that, but I’ve known Judge Jackson since we were children in Oasis, and I’m his right hand. Your presence wasn’t required. He also put in a lot of effort to make you look comparable to the noble breeders. Perhaps…they’re not only jealous because of cake.”I sighe

Imani“That’s a camera, and it’s conveniently pointed in this direction.” A low murmur struck amongst the crowd. “I wonder what I’ll see if I visit the security control room and request for the guard to show me the footage of the alleged theft of the alleged ring. I wonder what we’d find.” Jackson allowed his words to hang heavy in the air while some of the nobles made themselves scarce, tugging their breeders behind them. “If I were a betting man, I’d bet we’d discover that my mate is innocent of the crimes she’s being accused of, and you all were attempting to throw an innocent woman in jail because of your personal vendetta against me. Unfortunately, all of you could be charged with conspiracy and making a false report. So, I’ll be gracious since we’re all supposed to be celebrating tonight and give you one more chance. Did you see my mate steal the ring?”Bastille cleared his throat and adjusted his tuxedo jacket.“I may have been mistaken.”Jackson grinned widely. “It’s okay, Bas

ImaniMy top teeth drove into my bottom lip as the vampire lovers passionately kissed on the screen. My throat felt tight and dry as the raw passion between the forbidden couple from warring covens intensified. I snatched my champagne glass off the coffee table and guzzled it down, hoping it would provide relief. Instead, the room seemed to become warmer and it felt harder to breathe.Truthfully, I’d been warm since I stepped into Judge Max and Mary’s residence. I was grateful when Jackson removed my coat because I was sweltering. I didn’t say anything about the temperature in the home because we were guests and I didn’t want to be difficult.But now I feel like I’m on fire.My mouth gaped when the male lead crammed his face between the female lead’s legs. She writhed on the bed, moaning and twisting her fingers in the black satin sheets.“Are you okay, Imani?” Mary asked, pausing the show. “I-I’m fine,” I stuttered. I snatched my eyes away from the screen and focused on my lap. “Yo