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It took a few seconds before Riley came into view. Dried blood, sweat, and dirt were clinging to his body, but it didn’t make him less beautiful in my eyes. He stopped by the entryway and tilted his head up and met Alexa’s eyes. But he couldn’t hold her stare. Riley was not the one to drop his gaze away from someone, but he did today. He lowered his eyes to the floor as his jaw tightened.

“What will we be shopping for?” “Oh yes, candles. I need to buy all the candles.” She is laughing as if she has gone hysterical over the thought of purchasing candles. This must be some sort of punishment from the universe for something I’ve done in a prior life. My karmic debt must be through the roof. She lets me sweat it out for a few more seconds then, “Hey Alex? You know, I'm just messing with you, right?” “What?” relief floods me. “I don't shop Black Friday. I'm actually not much of a shopper at all. I don't like the crowds at all.”

Guilt. Riley looked like she hadn’t slept. Her hair was a mess, her sweatshirt was on inside out, and there were books and papers scattered all over the living room floor. In the middle of the chaos was a weathered leather-bound volume—its pages torn and filled with cryptic scientific jargon and unsettling illustrations. He scanned it, then looked at her. “Are you going to tell me what this is?” She nodded slowly, lowering herself to the floor and motioning for him to join her. He hesitated for a beat before dropping to his knees across from her, careful not to touch anything just yet.

“This is my favorite book.” Ryder took it from her and looked down at the cover. “Have you read it?” she asked. “No, but I will.” She chuckled. Ryder never read fiction, but always books on politics, history and world events. Alecia bent her head to the side. She knew so much about him despite the short time she had been dating him. That must be a good sign.

On Saturday night, I heard a soft knock on my door around 10 PM. When I opened it, Riley was standing there in a short silk robe, loosely tied at the waist. Her hair was damp from a shower, and the scent of her vanilla body wash filled the hallway. “Hey, neighbor,” she said with a lazy smile. “I’m Riley. Sorry for the noise this week. Moving is such a pain.” “No worries,” I replied, trying not to stare at the deep cleavage the robe revealed. “I’m Alex.” She leaned against the doorframe, letting the robe slip open just a little more on one side, exposing the inner curve of her breast.

Damien pointed out, "Didn't you people notice? According to her words, she has been reading about the herb books which can cure toxic poisons, why is she reading those books?" David sighed at Damien, "So, are you suspecting her now? She is a kid Damien, ofcourse she'll be curious of many things, she got many books in that library, I heard from our men in that school, most of the time, Alexa either stays in class or in library, she must be seeking knowledge, if so, one of those books must've caught her attention, that's why she must be reading that book, what are you going to do now?" "I truly appreciate her knowledge seeking interest," Dylan smirked, "I used to hate the subject taught by pro

she said and then broke into fresh tears. “Please relax, I will gather the guards for another round of search.” He said and with that, let the study, leaving her behind. ****** Meanwhile, while all the chaos were happening, Alexa was making her way through the dark corridor. For a while now, she had been trying to find out what was there. It was her inquisitiveness that made her sneak out of the room after Riley had our her to sleep and then suttered out while she was in the bathroom.

___________________________🖊 Immediately Alexandra got into the bedroom, she dumps her textbooks on the bed, meanwhile Ruby who seemed to have been distracted by the noise, turns with immediate effect to her direction almost immediately. "You guys finished quickly today." Ruby comments. "Christopher left earlier, he had something to do, moreover. Someone else took his place." Alexandra says, now arranging her textbooks. "Oh!" That was the only thing, Ruby said in response, going back to whatever she was busy with on her phone. "I actually gave someone your number!" Alexandra says, meanwhile Ruby turns to her, in slow motion, looking at her like, she had grown two heads or something of that

"Riley's been looking at a space in the Beacon Hill neighborhood. She hasn't said anything to you because she's still deciding whether she wants to decide." "I know about the space," I said. I'd seen the listing in her email — not intentionally, she'd had it open on the kitchen laptop and I'd seen the address and recognized the category. "You haven't said anything to her." "It's her business." Mara was briefly silent. "You know, Knox, when I first met you — the first time Riley told me there was an Alpha who'd appeared and was being quiet in her kitchen and making eggs — I had a significant list of concerns."

I am starting to think maybe calling Alex was not a good idea, or maybe that bikini color was really a turnoff. I open my eyes and see Alex jumping on me, she looks like a wild Mowgli kid from The Jungle Book but in a white bikini. I mentally facepalm myself as I now notice, her hair is no more straight, they are sticking on her face and flying everywhere while she moans flashily and jumps on my crotch like it is a trampoline. What is she, George from the Jungle? I instantly hold her hips to stop this stunt before she hurt my soldier. Alex lowers her head to my neck and sniffs me noisily, “You smell so good Alpha.” And she licks and kisses the area between my neck and shoulder.