AURORA “You still do not understand him,” Lizra said, pulling her yellow knitting pins to each other as she knitted away, seeming to receive too much pleasure from just twisting yarns together and making what wasn’t needed.But who was I to judge if she was enjoying it? “When did our lesson become a class on understanding your beloved Alpha?”She shot me a look and returned her focus to her knitting, creating something I hadn’t got the shape out of yet. “You were the one who came to me.”“I had no one else to come to,” I blurted out, getting on my feet and falling into my bed. When I closed my eyes, I could still see his hungry, yearning, mouth feasting on my breasts. His tongue teasing my nipples and his finger… Even though his scent was far away from here, I would do almost anything to have him on this bed with me.But I’ve been getting too desperate and thanks to my stupidity, he realizes that I’m not the only one who feels sexual tension around him. I was all over him. I felt like

AURORA“Drink.” A single word but yet, a powerful command. I looked at the glass of water-like liquid in my front and swallowed hard. I was seated in front of a dressing mirror that wasn’t mine, it was his. There wasn’t a fingerprint or a speck of dust on it and I wondered if he ever even used it.I would be surprised if he wasn’t because if I were Adrian Storm, I wouldn’t be able to look away from a mirror. The glass was so clean and the frame was so wolf-representatively beautiful in its clashing colors of orange and black. On his high dressing table, a bit too high for me, was a brush with some strands of his hair in it, another small hand mirror with a similar style, a box of unused cigarettes, and a bottle of tequila at the far side. I was afraid it’d fall if I shook the table even a little bit.But the most intimidating of everything present… was him, he was just behind me, grabbing the ears of his chair, almost pressing his body close to mine and I

HILDAI’ve never been strong like my siblings, especially not Aurora. I have a lot of non-academic trouble at school and it takes very little to break me. I’m not bold like her and it’d be a miracle if I don’t collapse and cry at least once every two weeks.I don’t share everything with everyone and mask my pain behind a smile. Aurora doesn’t see what I have to hide inside, she hides nothing and lets all her feelings out, but I keep and bear. If only she knew… how much I adored her as my sister.I wasn’t sure how to feel about her anymore, when she said those words to me. I tried not to but I fall into tears anytime I hear them. I wished I could hate her for it, I wanted to, but then I thought about all she must be going through back there. I’ve heard awful things about that Alpha and it’s only ill fate that Aurora ended up as his mate. I didn’t want to tell mom and dad about the call because it didn’t make much of a difference but then… I was being selfish because it might give me an

AURORA“A pup shouldn’t be in the lion’s den.” It’s been a while since I heard that deep unfeeling voice. Made me wonder where he’s been all this time. I faced him as he took his hand off my shoulder. His head as bald as ever, his face as rugged and tough, and his heftiness just as sturdy. His dark skin was smooth nevertheless and his eyes always rang a warning. At first, he intimidated me with… all that… but when I listened to that man-whore and stopped judging people by appearance, he didn’t look much like a big bad wolf anymore.“Neither should a coward. You can get your head bitten off for it.”At first, he just looked at me, like he was trying to process something then a crushing laughter broke out of him. The vibrations of it made my tendons melt. “Remember pup, there’s a difference between a coward and a fool. Thankfully, the Alpha called me here. I can’t say the same about you.”I frowned at him, turning to the hallway that led to his room. I don’t know what that tug was abo

AURORAShe smiled. Not like the ones she forced or those that she made to cover her anguish but she genuinely smiled. She was happy.“Oh yes, I remembered that day quite well. The first day I ever stepped in here, the packhouse was on fire.”I peeled my eyes away from the image of the packhouse’s mini-forest that I was sketching. Lizra ‘borrowed’ me—but I’m not going to give it back—a sketchbook for tonight and though it’s been a long time since I drew anything, I delved into it and liked the way it came out.I used to draw a lot as a kid but I could never sit down long enough to finish one drawing. I always got bored and eventually found something better to do.‘Sadly, you don’t have anything better to do now.’I wished I could drag her tail right now. ‘Must you ruin every moment, Ev?’But it was nice outside. We were seated at the entrance of the packhouse, my eyes glided down the stairs we wouldn’t cross today then ro