Chapter 8:: Pop

“Uh, that was wild.”

They stared at the broken desk in front of them. The wood had split right in the middle and scattered the items originally placed on top of it over the floor. The drinking glasses had shattered into a dozen fragments, and the room was now in such a disorderly state.

Nathaniel hadn’t asked what happened. He looked confused, but he remained nonchalant. He remained where he was standing, rooted to the ground.

Alyssa just straightened her dishevelled hair and strode over to the sofa without bothering to say a word. She knew he was watching her and how cool she was after that wolf-howl and one of the wildest sexcapades she ever had. He was what she called her first experience with a man, and it would not be her last. Now that he was exclusive to her, she would summon him whenever and wherever she wanted.

Aria’s restlessness told her the bond wasn’t that simple. She gravely told Alyssa that they needed the man, regardless of who he was, and that their bond was crucial t