I smiled back at her, but felt guilty. As much as she had been a great friend, we had different views on the breeder situation.Yes, I had been doing everything I could to build my strength and get myself ready physically and mentally to fulfill my role as a breeder. But it was in order to earn my f
However, I wasn't alone for long.Night fell quickly over the pack, and soon after Estrella left the room, I heard a knock on the door."Miss Rosalie, can we come in?"It was Mrs. White again, with two other young girls."Of course, please!" I replied politely. I was still not used to being served.
The sight of the lingerie took me back to the first night I had prepared myself to give my virtue to Ethan. The nervousness I had felt was unlike anything I had experienced before, and the lingerie didn't help with my own insecurities. I felt like a harlot in it… regardless of how elegant it appeare
Ethan didn't say a word, but I could hear his footsteps, leisurely yet graceful upon the wood floor.Then the entire room fell into darkness.He had turned off the light. A sensation ran through me, but it wasn't fear. It was excitement.The room was now only dimly lit by the fireplace and candles.
No! This wasn't right! I shouldn't have felt this way…I felt ashamed of myself for my pleasure, but I couldn't control myself. It was as if my body had checked out from my brain and was operating on its own.Through all the mess and chaos, my soft moans admitted the desire within that I refused to
Particles of dust danced against the rays of light that filtered in through my open window. I opened my eyes slowly, still feeling disoriented.What happened to me last night? Yes… I took the pills, then Ethan came, and then…We had sex. My first time.Memories started to flow back to me. It was lik
She nodded her head, seemingly happy with my answer, then turned towards the door. "I'll have something brought up shortly. You get some rest, Rosalie."And with the last of her words, she disappeared from sight, and I was left to curl up in the blankets that still smelled of Ethan, relishing in the
**Rosalie's POVAfter the night I spent with Ethan, I had expected to see him again, but I didn't.He never once came to visit. There was no compassion, no concern, no want or desire from him.I was nothing more than a task – a tool he needed.I was sure how I was going to be able to get past all th