Braylon found her strange, he frowned his brows and looked at her eyes once again. It was pleading desperately for his affection. He cleared his mind and decided to lie in bed with her. He raised up the blanket and she moved in a little. She rested her head on his chest as soon as his head reached the pillow and wrapped her arms around him.Braylon found this strange like it was nothing he had done before, he played along by wrapping an arm around her shoulders to hold her more tightly to him. She adjusted within his arms till she found comfortability and slowly closed her eyes. Oliver slightly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry and his healing wound made him grunt in pain. His head went tinnitus for a moment before he finally regained his vision. His breathing was heavy and difficult to control. He attempted to move from his current position when he realised his both hands were being tied to a pillar upwards. He grunted as the pain increased. He had already become pale having l

Imogen was surprised to see a complete clone of Oliver in front of her. She was stunned and scared thinking she had just got caught by a quarian. She was trembling inside her. She was scared as to what will happen to her now that she has been caught. The clone was a clear version of Oliver. There wasn’t any visible difference between the real Oliver and the clone. His lips, brows, eyeballs and facial expressions were all the same. She, on the other hand didn’t think of him as a clone but as a Quarian who just caught her in the act.But one thing she was not sure of was the fact that he looks at her the way Oliver does. That on one side gave her reassurance that he was not a quarrian. This still confuses her of his real identity. She looked back at Oliver and back at the clone confusingly. “Who the f**k are you?” she hummed forcing his hand off her mouth and released herself from his tight grip against her left arm. The figure breathed and removed his hand from her mouth. He placed th

The maid dashed into the woods running as fast as she could just as Imogen was right behind her, following her closely. She was determined to get rid of her. The urge of getting rid of her was boiling inside her. She wasn’t in her right senses any more. Not even could she recognise anyone at the moment, her main focus was getting rid of the maid. Her eyes were still blue and devilish.The maid continuously checked for her as she ran to the extent of sweating her whole life out and using her werewolf powers likewise Imogen was no joke either, she was faster than she ever thought she would be.In the process of trying to escape from Imogen, the maid lost the sight of her and bumped into a hard solid chest which made her fall to the floor cringing backwards and panting in terror. She was terrified and afraid thinking that Imogen was in front of her. A drop of tear rolled down her cheeks as she almost pee in her pants, she screamed at the thought of it without looking up to who was in fron

“What are you doing here?” Grandma Aubrey interrupted, walking in. Braylon was disturbed by her presence, he quickly got to his feet, clearing his throat. She turned to Imogen, ignoring Braylon’s presence. “Are you alright?” she asked worriedly. “I’m fine now. I’m sorry to have made you worried. I didn’t mean to disturb you and thank you for saving my life,” she apologised and Braylon scoffed. “Isn’t that what you wanted too?” he mumbled enough for Imogen to hear. Grandma Aubrey knows her grandson very well. With Imogen shooting him a disgusting look, she knew he was trying to pull her legs. Respecting the presence of an elder in front of her, Imogen ignored Braylon and focused on her, forcing a smile on her face. When he noticed this, Braylon moved close to her and pinched her softly. She did flinch but didn’t move an inch and continued to smile at Grandma Aubrey. Braylon wasn’t satisfied with her reaction then he decided to pinch her harder and she cr

Imogen walked down to where Oliver was standing, smirking and shooting him a scornful look. In which Braylon was ironically seen as an exciting look. Even though he claimed that he had no feelings for her, a part of him was still burning in jealousy. Oliver didn't get to see any of Imogen's expressions, he was just there standing with his arms akimbo placed on his waist. They both headed towards a spacious area while Braylon secretly followed scurrying through the stairs before he finally got out. Getting to the training area, Oliver stopped for a second having heard a foot step following from behind. He already recognized that it was Braylon. He ignored and turned to Imogen who was barely suspecting anything. "So what are you planning on helping me with?" she asked, bouncing on her toes. Deep down, she was nervous about finding out what her powers were and using it for what she thought was her first time. "First, Yoga," he said, smiling. Imogen got infur