Zique and Gabe walked down the stairs side by side in a silence that wasn’t too awkward, but soon Zique broke it. “Will you still not come back?”“Ohh I’ll come back, just not as often as before. Couples make me sick, you know that.”“We aren’t a couple...”“Do I look like an idiot? If you guys aren’t dating, should I give her back the bracelet?”“Don’t you dare.”“See?” He stepped in the direction of the living room where Damion and Kiara was. “I’ll drag Damion home with me, that f*cker talked all the way here and he’s going to talk all the way back to the pack house...damn!”“Damion is an unsolvable case, but he’s not my business.”“He’s your gamma...!”“Still not my business.”Zique walked into the living room, eyes meeting Kiara’s for a split second before he looked away. “You guys seem to have had fun, but it’s now time for Damion’s departure.”“The ‘talk’ is done already? I thought you guys would fight or something.”“We were going to...” Gabe sighed. “But I changed my mind, I w

Zique ran his hand through his hair as the water continuously drained down his body. He scared her, he knew, but he said nothing but the truth.He knew she was close to hating him, she said she didn’t, but she probably did...those words he said were a warning, a line that he was telling her not to cross. For years she had been locked away and even now it was the same. The first chance she got towards freedom, he was sure she’d take it.She wouldn’t hesitate to step out of his life after he’d finally let her in it. He understood their situation perfectly, from the start they should’ve stayed far away from each other and now that they were getting close, he regretted being the one who had taken the step forward.He was reminded of his father while watching her sleep a while ago. How foolish he had been, he loved Diana in a way that drove him mad. He knew she’d kill him and he let her. He was a case that deserved pity and Zique already saw himself becoming like him. He shouldn’t have le

Kiara took the road as though it was hers, glancing back at Zique every second. Every time she looked at him, he was looking at her and her diffidence rose so high because of that.Why could his eyes not leave her?Did she perhaps...?"Why do you keep looking back at me?Kiara froze, her heart beat exhilarating in her chest as she looked back at him yet again. "Because...no reason."Her head swung back in front of her, her steps quickening. How could he ask her that when he kept staring at her too?Was he thinking the same thing she was?Did he also think she was beautiful?Kiara shook her head. No, it couldn't be it...that was just a random thought of hers, it just popped up in her head every single time her eyes graced his divinity. His hair was the messiest it's ever been and yet he looked more beautiful than ever.Something was wrong with her, she swore vengeance on his name, and yet his face affected her this much...this morning when he had laid between her legs, she was dying fo

“The game will be fair. Just like a hunt, the ball will be our prey and as always the silver rain pack strives for greatness, better is never our best! In this game, I’m not your alpha, I’m your opponent...do everything in your power to bring me down and I’ll definitely do the same...take your positions!”Kiara watched as all the men spread out and Zique ran back into the crowd, collecting a ball from somebody at the front. He didn’t run back onto the field, instead he delved deeper into the crowd, back to where Kiara was. His lips drew closer to her ears, so close that Kiara shivered when he breathed heavily against her.“Cheer for me, princess and I might let you unwrapped another gift.”The whispered words sounded so provocative that Kiara almost moaned. Another gift, she knew just what he meant...last night’s gift was...well...it was a gift she wouldn’t mind unwrapping again.Kiara bit her lips, looking away from him when he pulled back to look at her. “O-Okay.”“Good girl...”He

Kiara’s breaths were harsh and desperate, her eyes watching as he took the last piece of clothing off his body. “I bet you were praying for the game to end.” “I wasn’t.” “then tell me, what were you praying for?” Kiara’s body shivered at the sound of his voice, her teeth clenching as to stop herself from moaning. “I wanted... I w-wanted you to hold me as tight as you were holding the ball. I wanted to run my hands all over the sweat that tainted your abdomen...I-I wanted you.” Zique stepped closer to her, hoisting her left leg up. “Why are you so naive?” He gripped the length of his c*ck, the solid rod being squeezed so tight in his hand as he guided it towards her entrance. “This honesty is something I wish I had. Perhaps if I had been more honest from the start, everything I put you through in the past could’ve been avoided and this unnameable thing between us could’ve started a while back. I’d have gotten to see you turn as red as a tomato every time I say something that surpris