LOGINPetra doesn’t flinch, she simply blinks and smiles again. “Sure you are, there’s a baby right….” She points at my stomach over the table. “There.” “No, I shake my head, pulling my tank top down some more. My idiot of a mate packed one of my old ones, it's a super-tight fit. “Is it a secret?” She f
“Is that why you came back?” The girl asks. “Because you and your mate are not on good terms?” I simply stare at her. She seems pretty invested in my life, and for a moment, I start to think she might have been planted by someone out or in here to find out about my plans of potential escape. It’s
AELIANA Day three, round two. I hate this place. Every single day, my hatred for this place grows, and these last three days since I came back have really gotten to me. I have more eyes on me than I did before, which has made it very hard for me to speak to someone. Someone whom Mama Bird instruc
Me? He had me, and he drove me straight to the lion's den. He can’t be serious right now. My eyes quickly shift back to Evelyn. “Do I go to confinement if I punch him?” “Yes.” She almost whispers. “What are you doing here?” I ask, watching him to ensure he keeps his distance. “I came to see ho
AELIANA “Luna Aeliana,” Evelyn gasps, locking the door when she enters my cell. “Oh, my God. Why did you run away?” I pause. Sometimes I wonder how she got this job, she seems to lack common sense. She has seen this place, and she might be used to it, but I am not. She keeps staring at me from th
“We will never get to be in-laws, and if we do, your sick brother will fucking kill me.” She whisper-yells. “I can take just about anything, but I will not take him hitting me.” “He did what?” “He’s too rough,” she winces. “And it’s not even a kink, babe, it’s straight abuse. He is fucking sick, y
KINGSTON I talked to Eleanor about my problem, and she suggested a sex therapist. The office of a sex therapist is the last place I’d ever been in and yet that's where I'm headed. This just goes to show there's nothing I won’t do for Aeliana. Up until doctor Holland suggested therapy might help her
“What?” I blink, my mind taking me on a ride three hours ago. I quickly shake my head. “No, I just want to keep Aeliana company and prepare for my lesson.” “Goodnight, Noah,” Kingston says, finally pulling away from Aeliana’s face. “Take care of my wife.” “Duh, she was my wife before she was yours
NOAH My Ellie dragged me to her house because she didn’t want to sleep alone. The first night we stayed over at my house, Kingston spent the night outside. We didn’t notice until we went out for a midnight snack and invited him inside. He was very clear about wanting to stay the night and had we no
“Stop talking about him,” he says, his tone threatening. “Why?” I push. “He seems to be haunting you more than he is me.” I expect him to deny it, but he vigorously nods, “He is.” He admits, “He hurt you, that’s not something I can move on from overnight.” “Kingston, it’s not overnight.” I sigh,







