*Conrad*I looked at my Mother, and couldn’t believe what she just told me. Okay, I suspected this would be one of the saddest stories of my life, but I didn’t think it would touch my heart so much. A tornado of emotions was raging inside me, and if it weren’t for Mackenzie in my arms, I would probably add the office to my damage list. No one spoke after she delivered the last sentence. Everyone was probably dealing with their tornados, which was a lot to process. However, we knew Allard was an asshole and deserved to die, but hearing how he came to power, I want to deal not only with him and his pack but also with the whole Werewolf’s Council. And it was the last thought that bothered me.”How about the Council? Why they didn’t do anything?” I asked, and Miles perked up. ”Yeah.” He joined after discreetly wiping his tears away. He sniffed and cleared his throat, ”Since the Council was already interested in your pack, they must have suspected something, and according to their procedu

*Mackenzie*”Why are you doing this to me?” Conrad asked as he helped me to my seat.”Rip is ready to tear me apart from the inside, and I can feel his sharp claws plunging into my skull for disobeying his orders. You’re not only exposing yourself to pain, but you are also causing it to me.” He confessed, and I sighed sadly.Conrad was strapping my left hand to the chair when I stopped him and cupped his cheek. I grazed my thumb over his bearded face and scratched it slightly. He leaned into my touch and closed his eyes. I would never have folded such a big man who could simultaneously be such a small boy.”Can you let him out for a moment? I want to talk to Rip personally.” I requested, and he shot his eyes open.”No.” He shook his head, declining. ”I’m afraid that once I do it, he’ll take over completely, and nothing will stop him from this nonsense.” He warned, but I had a feeling Rip would understand me.”Rippy? Can you please talk with me?” I tried in my sweetest voice while look

*Mackenzie*I felt like floating in the air as if some delicate cloud was guiding me through the sky toward Nirvana. The initial pain I felt right after injecting that stimulant by Miles was intense, but it lasted for a short time before relaxing, downright mind-numbing bliss of body and mind overtook me.I heard the questions clearly, and the answers flowed out of my mouth like a river. No information was hidden, no detail was made up, and none of the saddest stories were exaggerated, as it sounded like I was reciting a learned line without emotion, without commitment, simply stating facts. I felt naked, exposing all my secrets to everyone around me, yet I felt at ease. It relaxed me even if they heard me confessing things I wasn’t proud of. I was already planning to tell Conrad everything. After my few short conversations with Leon, I thought he had already told Conrad about my involvement in the dungeon, so there was nothing to hide.Words went out of me untroubled, and I thought

*Mackenzie*I sat uncomfortably in the chair, fidgeting as I tried to ease the pain of my red skin. I tried not to show any evidence of my not-so-good condition as I had no time to rub the regenerative ointment into my buttocks after being surprised by Claire and the Gang so suddenly.Conrad looked more prominent than ever as he almost glowed after the shower we extended by a few good hours. I’ve never been so thoroughly lathered and perfectly rinsed as I did this morning. Conrad ensured that no inch of my skin was missed and paid particular attention to the skin between my legs. The external one and the internal one, too.I crossed my legs and cleared my throat as I thought about those times he caressed my inner walls so deliciously that I choked on the water cascading from the shower head as I cried his name over and over again, begging for more. I looked at Conrad at that moment, and his eyes caught mine. I blushed, but he winked at me before sending me

*Mackenzie*I couldn't believe what I heard. I hear nothing but unexplained and strange situations everywhere. My healing abilities can affect others. A visit to the hairdresser turns out to be a waste of money. Ok, that's quite understandable. But for anger to cause a fire? It's just a matter of not being able to grasp it."And what are you looking at? You seem to be glowing like a torch yourself. Not to mention the voice reaching their wolves." I was bantering with Fireball staring at me.I sighed when I realized I was starting an unnecessary argument with an animal that wouldn't answer me anyway. I stared out the window, watching the rain that had suddenly hit us and had not stopped pouring for two days straight.As Miles ran away and we stopped laughing, we sat down again and calmly discussed everything strange, ordinary, and even insignificant. Or at least that's what we thought. According to Claire, even small things can make a difference, so we got