“What did he tell you? My past is…well, it’s…life was kind of like a game to me back then.” “A game where you thought you’d respawn after you die?” “No…not like that, but what did he tell you?” “Well, he told me about the boar you’d hunted at ten…and that time when you’d taken on a pack of rogues
“Shut up, who'd want to know how that pack of betrayers are doing? She couldn't possibly care about them. Is it that she wants to see that fool again? I'll kill him if he so much as touches her hair." “Not in your condition, you're not even fit to step out of bed.” “Just hurry up.” Zayd hugged aro
Quinn sat on the hospital bed, waiting for Zayd to return. Her encounter with Jeo made her feel as emotional as she thought it would; angry, sad and angry again. Every single member of that pack was a hypocrite. Circumstances were what revealed their true self… They turned on her the moment she be
“Me too…I’m glad I came back that night…glad I’d taken you away from that disgusting pack.” “I was a bit hard to crack, weren’t I? I told you off more times than just one, and you’d still come knock on my father’s door. I wish I were as brave as you back then. If I were, then I wouldn’t have been s
Zayd had been annoyed when everyone crowded his room, eating from the two casserole dishes Marcia brought. They were situated in the middle of the bed, both containing different contents. It was nothing special as Marcia said. She did something simple, and yet it tasted extraordinary. She made some
Quinn looked over at Zayd before nodding slowly. “I did.” Zayd’s eyes narrowed. “Goddess, Quinn…don’t tell me you’re going to leave your sick mate and go out for a run with his annoying mother…” “I…I promised.” She stood up, even though his eyes told her not to. “It won’t take long, I’ll be back b
Quinn lied…she didn’t come back, not until it was time for his discharge. That was when she barged in, wearing a different set of clothes from what she had on. She wore a purple, mid-thigh shorts that was loose around her hips and a white crop top. Her red hair was caught in a messy bun atop of her
Zayd took up the fork, filling it with rice and dipping it in the gravy before shoving it towards her. “Here…take the first bite, I’ll eat it after I confirm that I won’t die.” Quinn would’ve punched him if he wasn’t injured, but she kept her hands by her side as she leaned towards the fork. He pul
Quinn guided his c*ck between her folds, sliding it against her clit and then fixating it at the very edge of her entrance. Her green eyes found Zayd’s, staring deep and lustfully as she slowly slid down, burying him inch by inch inside. His eyebrows knitted and the aloof expression on his face los
Every time they made love, it felt better and better…she kept thinking that there couldn’t be a moment better than their last, but he always managed to surprise her. The length of his c*ck, the thickness of it...was true perfection. She knew now that it was designed for nobody other than her. The h
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