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Sera forced a smile. Arielle grinned triumphantly and squealed in delight then turned and walked to the small window and looked out as she imagined herself as Andrei's wife; Arielle Sebastiani, Queen of Mercia!. She was going to take care of those his bastards immediately she was crowned Queen because the only children Andrei would call his were going to come from her and not the tramp unconscious in the corner.

Guess you've earned to enjoy being treated like trash. Zara’s eyes widen in shock. Her mouth opens, but no sound comes out. — You’re crossing the line, Lenart — Draven growls, his tone sharp enough to make the boy flinch. That’s when Arielle appears, wrapped in something that looks more like black tape than a dress. It barely reaches below her thigh, the neckline plunging down to her sternum. There’s not much left to the imagination. — You smell way too good for a priest — she teases, smiling at Lenart, and I see the muscles in his jaw lock tight.

she murmured. “Yes.” Something about that answer felt like a warning. She swallowed. “Goodnight… whoever you are.” A small pause. Then softly— “Goodnight, Arielle.” The line disconnected. --- Across the city, Kael Virelli lowered the phone slowly. The room around him was silent. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked Manhattan’s glittering skyline. Below, traffic flowed like veins of light. He hadn’t moved the entire duration of the call. Arielle. Drunk. Emotional. Honest.

All of a sudden, Vin's anguished voice rang out through the forest. "ARGHHHHHHHHH!" Erella removed Vin's nails one by one, causing him to scream in anguish. "P--Please, just kill me!" Vin yelled out in pain. Erella, on the other hand, pretended not to hear his cries. She continued to pull his nails until there were none left.

*:first-child]:mt-0"> The climb took hours. Or maybe days. Time didn't exist in the Void Chasm. Arielle’s fingers were raw and bloody. But every time her skin tore on the sharp rocks, the black mist healed it. She didn't feel tired. She felt like a machine running on endless fuel. Finally, her hand grabbed a root covered in dirt. Real dirt. She pulled herself up over the edge. She rolled onto the grass and gasped. Fresh air filled her lungs. It smelled of pine needles and damp earth. It smelled like freedom. She lay there for a moment, staring at the sky. The moon was gone. The sun was beginning to rise, painting the horizon in pale pink. She had survived the night. Arielle sat up and looked

so I was not surprised by his request. "Her name is Ariel. Let's go meet her." I said standing, my hands finding their way to my hair as I smoothed my hair back. Vincent paled at the name, did he know Ariel? I wondered but how was that possible? Or did he meet her during his move from one pack to another, that was possible. He looked stunned and lost in thought. I had to shake him out of whatever it was. I took him upstairs to meet Ariel. (Vincent's POV)

[ Vincent ] “Vince…Vincent.” Arielle’s sensuous voice rang into my ears when I kissed her soft, supple skin. I knew it was her soft spot. Her voice turned me on and it took me every single ounce of patience to control myself from having her.

Maverick chuckled as he brought his tumbler to his lips. "I would think with what we were doing you would not be able to withstand staying." I exclaimed as I took a seat. Ariella's eyes slowly opened as she looked at them before looking down. Relief filled her eyes as she seen the clothes she had on. "The doors sound proof and maybe you should reconsider the flower smell. I mean it didn't effect us at all. It was more like a air freshener." Zavier said with a simple shrug. Ariella was quick to bury her head into my chest. "Relax we are Gods." Maverick chuckled.

Fiona noticed the change of mood and decided to wait till for a few minutes before she asks a question. Ariel's phone beeped and she opened the photos of Beth and Jayden together in bed alongside a video of them having sex. She felt his heart break into pieces and the phone fell on the ground tears running down her cheeks like an open tap. The pain, agony, heartbreak, disappointment and betrayal was too much to bare that she let out an eardeafening scream. "Are you okay? What happened?" Fiona rushed to her asking her questions. Ariel slowly dropped on the ground in tears as the video kept on replaying in her mind. Fiona sat next to her and pulled her in a hug.

Climbing down from the high, every inch of my apex was still sensitive to his touch. When his lips finally released mine, I opened my eyes to peer into his lust-filled gray ones. That was my best and first orgasm at the hands of a man. A gasp left my mouth when he pulled his fingers out. I looked between us to see my virgin blood coating them, and I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks. “I’m sorry about that,” I muttered, mild embarrassment lacing my voice. Orlando’s smile was unfazed. “This isn’t something I’d be embarrassed about,” he whispered thickly. “This is an honor. Thanks for giving it to me, Arianna.”