After four days of repeating the same cycle, I decided to stop forcing myself to dress up early. On the fifth day, my routine slowed down. Stepping out of the shower, I searched through the clothes in my closet. Back in my pack, I didn’t even have a proper wardrobe. I only had three or four outfits
Silas’ POVBeta Bonnie was behind me, his hands holding my wheelchair as he pushed it toward the dining room. But as we arrived at the dining room entrance, I lifted my hand, cueing Bonnie to stop. My eyes widened, and a gush of anger surged into my body when I saw a terrific sight.My rascal brothe
As Bruna attempted to withdraw her face from his grasp, her mouth still filled with food, Frederick maliciously snatched the plate away from her reach. Locking eyes with her, he asserted, “I want you to give all your attention to me.”My wife’s gaze was directed downward, her eyes glancing at her la
He paused before continuing, “It’s because I knew they were talking bullsh*t! I knew you could satisfy any f*cking man, but your husband couldn’t!”Bruna tried to push Frederick away, but he was too strong to be pushed away that easily.He deliberately swooped his face down to get Bruna to lie on th
Silas’ POVIt had been a long and busy day for me. From the events that unfolded in the dining room to the countless hours spent working in the study, I felt utterly exhausted. After dinner, I requested Bonnie to accompany me back to the study. Carefully, he positioned my wheelchair across the table
“Here you have it, Alpha.” He said while handing the massage guide to me, and I gestured to him with my eyes to push me out of the study and take me to my bedroom.My bedroom door was closed, and Bonnie had his hand on the door to push it open, but I stopped him.“No need. I will go inside by myself
Bruna’s POV“Start reading and massage my thighs, Bruna!” Alpha Silas ordered strictly.A jittery feeling coursed through me as the stern voice brushed into my ear. Sitting uncomfortably close to my husband, wearing a babydoll dress, caused my heart to throb with conflicting emotions. On our wedding
“If you wouldn’t open it completely, how would you see my thighs and massage them, huh?” His voice was sharp, and he eyed me to part the edges away.Seeing how slow my hands were, he parted away those edges with aggression. I was left spellbound when my eyes got a treat of his well-toned body with a