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He dropped his eyes, unable to meet Abigail’s, embarrassed to have their kinkiness exposed to the she-wolf. “I know, right?” Aislen didn’t care at all that she was discussing something so personal, in fact she seemed to relish humiliating them, he thought wryly, but then, she was pretty pissed off with them. “But they’re my psychos and always have been. They are terrible for my mental health, but fantastic for my sexual fantasies. So, I stay away from them because mind-blowing sex doesn’t erase the head-f-k. I miss them,” her voice broke, and Cameron looked up, astonished by the admission, with a spark of hope lighting in his heart. “They haunt my dreams.

Aalya was annoyed and dismayed by Brian's nosy attitude. "Do you want me to walk naked on the beach? I don't want to be a crowd pleaser!" she replied, frowning. Brian stifled a laugh, further amused by Aalya's reaction. "Ah, but only I can look at you! Only I can look at you that way," he said as he stepped closer. Aalya felt her cheeks heat up at Brian's words. "Stop making this up! This isn't about that!" she exclaimed, trying to push Brian's body out of the way.

Numerous explicit photos were displayed on the screen, and the individuals featured in these images were none other than Bryan's cherished girlfriend, Abigail, and Matthew Farley from E-News Daily! Sean was taken aback. Although he had investigated Abigail, this wasn't the material he had given Alyssa. "This can't be real. It can't be! It must be photoshopped! It isn't real!" Bryan clutched his head in despair as he saw Abigail, wholly undressed, in the arms of a middle-aged man. There was no sign of coercion. She was smiling so captivatingly. Bryan was in deep anguish. Alyssa remained calm. After all, Liana's nude photos had been more scandalous than this. Instead, it was Sean who was uncom

Tamara said, and laughed. "Alison, Alpha Dimitri's mate, eavesdropping on people. That's bad." Lily added, joining Tamara in her laughter.

“Fuck—Lucian—harder!” Lucian gave it to him mercilessly. He fucked Riley with deep, punishing strokes, hips snapping forward so hard the altar creaked. Every thrust made Riley’s small belly sway, the pack watching as their Alpha bred his pregnant mate in full view. “Look at them,” Lucian snarled, fisting Riley’s hair and forcing his head up. “Watch them see who owns this hole. Who bred this womb.” “Yours,” Riley moaned loudly, voice carrying across the clearing. “Only yours, Alpha. Breed me. Fill me while they watch.”

“Can you tell me what happened? You are confusing me.” “Confusing you? No! Y'all are the ones confusing me. If you don't want me anymore, tell me to my face so I can go back to my pack. Why in goddess’ name would I walk down the hall and Iyaki stop me to ask about my preparation for the mating ceremony?” Kimberly bawled. “There is no mating ceremony,” Alisa stated. “Exactly!” Kimberly threw her hands in frustration. “But I was wrong. There is a mating ceremony coming up and it's not mine and Eric's. It's fucking Aldric! Your dog of a brother!”

Alisa asked me curiously as she began to flip through one of the books Brie had bought for me. “No, not yet. I just had Brie deliver these,” I responded with a shake of my head. I tried to find Brie from the side of my eye but she had discreetly disappeared. Smart girl. “Alright, let’s look through them together for something simple enough. I don't want anything lethal. Just something enough to knock her out for the night,” Alisa said as she slid into my chair and began reading the book. I smiled a sly smile and turned to pour myself a glass of water.

She held a video camera. My mind could barely process what I saw. That Jean Marc was stripped to his jeans, the zipper undone, hanging open, as he reclined on the bed, someone's naked legs beneath him. And Alison, my best friend, lay there, the owner of those legs, with her shirt undone. Unconscious or at least out of it, blonde hair spread around her like a shining curtain. My heart stopped. And for an endless moment, I died inside. But not for me. For her. For the innocence she'd never been allowed, the wasteland of her life.

And with the black suit she was wearing at the moment, her androgynous charm would resonate with the hearts of any gender. The women on the dance floor must have mistaken her for a man too, which was why Alison caused quite a stir when she flirted so boldly with the hunk just now. Sighing, Renee reclined against her seat and kept drinking endlessly. By the time Alison returned after who-knows-how-long, she was completely drunk. "Damn, girl—already passing out? Haha! Anyway, I gotta tell ya… I got that boy's number! Shit, that face is to die for, and those abs are just wonderful—Renee? Renee?"

Ryland’s expression darkened. “I'm sorry Alpha Ryland.” she stuttered, realizing her words. She gently licked off the droplets on water that stained her pink lips. Rylands’ brain stopped working that instant. He pulled Jasmine onto the table and slammed his lips onto hers. When he pulled out they were both panting, their breaths hitching. Jasmine was lost and her brain was confused. What just happened? What was wrong with this fellow? Even if he were her mate shouldn't it be consensual. She pushed him out and quickly got off the table running away from him. She ran back upstairs to her room.