Akira squeezed her eyes shut briefly, fighting the urge to bolt. She wished she could disappear. Walking outside naked was not an option for her, even if she didn't remember how she got there in the first place.
Brevin tilted his head, his smirk widening. “Well, well…” he drawled. “Looks like your little secret is too nervous to even walk out properly.”
“Who’s that?” He jumped down from his seat, a little excited. “Who did you bring in this time?”
“Hey!” Dominus awkwardly held him back. “What the hell are you going to do?”
“To… find out which whore you brought in here,” Brevin answered, his eyes catching the movement in the doorway—a pair of delicate, dirt-streaked feet peeking out slowly, even if the owner was trying to hide.
“No, you can't do that, brother,”
Dominus’s gaze flicked briefly to Akira, as if reluctant to leave her sitting there. Then, with a sharp exhale, he turned back to Zain. “I will be there right now. Have they fished out the slave?”Zain’s eyes flicked to Akira, and her heart sank into her stomach. “Not yet. We’re still on it, but Madam Estelle asked that you be informed first.”“Good. I will be there,” he said, and Zain bowed out, quickly shutting the door behind him.Akira shifted nervously in her seat, thinking about how they found the bed or the blood-stained cloths. Beth promised everything was under control. *What’s happening?*“So what does this mean for us? Does it mean that the Alpha will be healed?” Dominus asked, packing up his spoon.“Not really, but it’s going to subside and make him a little more normal again, just as
CHAPTER>>>>>>pure blooded breed of wolves.She finally got to the table and settled in, even if her heart was racing in her chest.Sitting side by side with Brevin and Dominus? That was enough gossip to hold the kitchen down for a whole week if this ever got out.Moments after she was seated, Brevin wouldn’t stop staring at her.Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her toes curling against the cold floor while her eyes darted around the room rather than looking at either of the men.Dominus smirked faintly, his gaze softening at her nervousness. “It’s fine, Nia. Come on and eat with us.”She bit down on her bottom lip tightly, shoving herself to settle in while still trying not to look at their faces.But the smell of the meal filled her nostrils—roasted meats mixed with seafood, vegetables, and
Akira squeezed her eyes shut briefly, fighting the urge to bolt. She wished she could disappear. Walking outside naked was not an option for her, even if she didn't remember how she got there in the first place.Brevin tilted his head, his smirk widening. “Well, well…” he drawled. “Looks like your little secret is too nervous to even walk out properly.”“Who’s that?” He jumped down from his seat, a little excited. “Who did you bring in this time?”“Hey!” Dominus awkwardly held him back. “What the hell are you going to do?”“To… find out which whore you brought in here,” Brevin answered, his eyes catching the movement in the doorway—a pair of delicate, dirt-streaked feet peeking out slowly, even if the owner was trying to hide.“No, you can't do that, brother,”
>>>>>>WHO'S IN THERE WITH YOU?“Came last night, and you were nowhere to be found around the pack house,” Brevin said, approaching the chair. Once he got closer, he dragged it out, lifted his left foot, and climbed the chair steps before forcing himself to tumble and settle in comfortably.“Why were you looking for me?” Prince Domininus turned to him.Brevin's eyes slightly went wide, his lashes blinking up and down in surprise that his brother hadn't heard about the feral beast coming out yesterday.“You didn't hear what happened last night?”He stretched his hand, grabbed a goblet, and quickly poured himself some wine. “Come on! Don't tell me you were somewhere fucking some whore when the whole thing went down!”Prince Domininus stared at his brother, surprised. Last night, he had been in his
Why was she wet? Lyra wondered, staring at the two of them.Not only wet but also naked… She swallowed hard, her hands tightening around the jug as the idea that they might have been intimate crossed her mind.But then her eyes moved to Dominus, and she realized he wasn't fully wet.So that might not be the case.Lyra couldn't help it; her knuckles turned white around the jug. She shifted her weight from one heel to the other, every instinct screaming inside her that she should be the one for whom he was doing all of this. She felt the urge to snatch Akira from him and slam the jug into her face. She just wanted to do something that would shatter the spell in front of her. Instead, she bit the inside of her cheek hard enough to taste blood.Her chest rose and fell unevenly as Dominus crossed the room to get a dry towel for Akira's hair. He walked side b
Prince Domininus paused, his eyes narrowing at the water. He didn’t take another step forward; he wondered who it was that was floating on the surface like that. Apparently, a lot of people do not come to this side of the palace except for the royals when they feel like it. But seeing another face he didn’t recognize made him a little confused.His gaze focused on the figure, but he still couldn’t identify the person; he couldn’t see the face well. Akira’s long hair spread around her, covering part of her features, so it wasn’t easy for him to quickly realize it was her. Prince Domininus stood still, the tips of his toes buried in the damp soil near the edge of the pond. The morning mist had not fully lifted, and a faint stillness lingered on the water’s surface. As he stood there, confused about what to do, anger slowly surged in his chest.He wondered who dared to come out here,this w