Semua Bab The Alpha's Replacement Bride: Bab 511 - Bab 520

TWITCH! "Hic..." Harriet's eyes were watering, and her face was bright red as she felt her organs being pushed up. Her walls spasmed as she felt the friction from the man's entire length. How could she forget how huge he was? They hadn't even moved yet, but already... she could feel the wave of pleasure building up. "Are you okay?" Liam asked with concern. He was ready to stop everything if Harriet wanted so. "S-so... good..." Harriet tried to speak, but her voice sounded muffled. "I-I don't know... that first time can be this... good..." "Really?" Liam asked with a chuckle. "Well, I guess that means you're going to enjoy it even more..." SLAM! When they were whispering to each other, Liam slowly pulled himself back. And as he finished talking, he slammed himself back in absolute precision. He aim

White scenery spread out before him, the wind blowing against his cheeks. A vast plain of snow and ice stretched as far as he could see in all directions. The sun should have set, but it did not feel dark. A pale light illuminated everything, illuminating the white world like a giant stage with no audience. Well, this was what happened when someone lived near the north pole. The sky would almost always be lit with sunlight. The Antarcticite Clan lived all their lives in this place, so they were used to it. But today, Aslan had to leave this place by order of his father, Altan. The Garden of Crystal Trees had withered... and his Grandfather's message before he died... was to meet the Moon Goddess. That was why today, Aslan came down from the icy mountains. He was going to go to the Almandine region and meet the Moon Goddess and tell her about everything that had happened. He would be glad if there was

"Just tell me where your brother is!" A man's voice echoed through the palace. It was bright in the morning, and the sun shone brightly over the Capital city of Hyacinth. The sky was clear, with no clouds or rain in sight. "Father," Julian stopped his prosthetic right hand from writing today's orders down on a piece of paper, "You know that I know as much as you about brother's location." His Father glared at him, "No! I believe your brother told you more than he told me!" Julian shook his head, "About that, actually, it's true. But he didn't tell me where he was going." King Solderet Hyacinth groaned at his middle son. He turned away from Julian, but not before saying one last thing, "I guess now I know why I loved you the least. I will ask Tornian." SLAM! "Pffft..." Julian suppressed his laughter. Among the three of

"Sister Yelan!" "What is going on?!" Aslan turned to the two different voices. From another corridor, two people walked fast toward him. One of them was the person he met yesterday, Yesha, and beside him was another beautiful woman he had never met. "She fell into another relapse!" the young woman worriedly said as she turned to the man beside her. "Yesha..." "Please, help me carry her to the clinic," Yesha said to Aslan. "Got it." The three of them went to the clinic, and immediately, Yesha checked the condition of his sister. He narrowed his eyes, knowing full well what the cause was. "Yesha, how's Sister Yelan?" From behind Yesha, Molly's voice was heard. She stood beside Aslan with a concerned look. Yesha just sighed. "I just don't understand..." Molly's face became compli

Aslan just said what he knew. When youth around his age and older made a big mess on the northern frozen coast to hinder Almandine's merchant expedition years ago, he felt ashamed. He could never stop them because, at the time, he was still weak and skinny. Forget stopping them. If he wasn't the chief's son, he would be bullied hard. But after he grew up stronger and more skillful than everybody else, they started to respect him. He was inspired by the Sun God himself. He was one of the first people who kneeled and curtsied to him the moment he came back to the icy mountains. Harriet sighed. Seeing how determined this youth was, she couldn't help it. She actually hoped that he would not be as strict as his Grandfather was and be more like Alban, even though Alban himself was very obedient to her. She used to wonder why, but now she understood.