DavinaThe air in Crimson Arch always tasted of lavender and expensive bourbon and wet earth, mostly of sweet roae and cum. It was a heavy scent that usually made me want to gag everytime I step in.Everytime I cover my face with the black silky mask, I tear away my skin and become someone else. I wasn’t Davina, I was a soul used to settled debts I knew nothing about, rejected by my mate and loving a life no one must know about: I was Vina, a ghost that shouldn’t exist.I adjusted the lace of my corset, my hands trembling slightly. Just like every other Fridays and Saturdays, the ritual continues. My father, Levi, Alpha of the Shadow fang pack would drop me off two blocks away, his eyes never meetibg mine. “Don’t come back until the envelope is full, Davina. You don’t want our family crumbling now, do you? Your brother needs all the help he can get to carry one my legacy.”He never looked at me when I’m dressed like this. He was in denial. Perhaps if he didn’t look, he wouldn’t have t
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