Novel & Cerita Becky Prim

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Ashleigh met Christopher's other two siblings who lived out of state; a brother Gregory and his wife and children and another sister. She was nothing like Alma and she immediately hugged Ashleigh and exclaimed that mom and dad loved her. Her name was Beverly, she was single, spirited and had more freckles on her face than anybody she'd ever seen.

"Alonzo darling are you home?" a voice of a sophisticated old woman echoing the whole house. "Mom, what are you doing here?" Reid raised a question to her shocked mom. "Honey, do I need permission to visit my only son?" her mom thought aloud. "Who is this beautiful young lady you're with Alonzo? Who is it this time? She added quickly, staring closely at me. "She's Becca one of my employees" Reid's mother seems confused but she carries herself too well to show that.

Becky cut her palm. "I accept your pledge. Please rise, Delta." Becky stands, and a few drops of my blood hit her palm. She instantly falls backward. Thank goddess that Shay is fast and caught her. Becky's eyes glaze over for a second, and she gasps for air. Her eyes close for a second and suddenly open, glowing bright blue. "I-I… what was that! Are you an Alpha?"

I was looking around for Amanda, she and Aida had gone to the ladies room, when I ran into her. Becky. She had a hesitant, half fearful look on her face. "Hello, Jace. How are you?" I looked her over. She was still beautiful, a little heavier, but not much. Her hair was much shorter, her lips seemed fuller, but otherwise she was the still the beauty I fell in love with. "I'm good, Beck. And you?" She waved a hand dismissively. "Oh, I'm all right. Congratulations on your award, it's was good to see Aida again. She says she works for you now."

she said while looking at him. “How did he come out because of Kylie?” asked Andy. “Because she is worthy,” said a voice behind Martha. A medium height dark haired girl came from the nearby room. Andy was staring at her “She is hot” said Andy in a whisper. John had heard him and waves his head in no. The girl gave him a sigh and smile with the corner of her lips. “She is Becca, she is a witch, and she is from the north side coven of witches. She was troublesome to them so they send her over here to learn” said Martha smiling.

I purse my lips together, looking at him. “Third group. Are you supposed to be up already? That looked bad yesterday,” he says to me as I chuckle. ‘I am good. Don’t worry. I assure him as the little blonde with a scared on the left cheek pins down another white coat warrior to the mat. “What’s her name?” I ask Theo as she smirks, trying to help the man from the ground. “Her? Becky. Twenty and one elite” he explains to me as I nod my head, studying the other elites who are training today.

I didn’t know how to tell Sergio that I was running away just because I had bumped into Dante on the street earlier today. “Or she’s running away,” Becky chirped, and I shot her a hard glare. “What? And who are you, if I may ask?” Sergio questioned, turning his attention to Becky, and I immediately stepped in, sensing the tension thickening in the room. “That’s Becky. She’s my assistant, working with me on the project,” I introduced quickly. “Hello everyone, my name is Becky,” she said with a polite bow, and I noticed my brother shamelessly checking her out.

Her smile lingered a second too long. “I’m calling you, okay,” she purred in a smooth, seductive tone as she closed the small distance between them. Stopping in front of Aurora, she stretched out her hand. “Hi, I’m Becky.” Aurora nodded and shook her hand. “I’m… I’m Aurora,” she replied. Becky gave her hand a firm shake before letting go, a small smile playing on her lips. “Nice to meet you, Aurora. My younger brother and I have been watching you for a while now,” she purred, her tone was light, but the words lingered. “You stood out immediately. You’re really beautiful… and it doesn’t seem like you’re from around here.”

Sara’s eyes lingered on her twin. Cara sat in the living room scrolling through her phone, hair perfectly styled, nails glossy, lashes long and flawless; everything about her screamed glamour… except for the wheelchair beneath her. Except for the bandaged leg that refused to let her stand. “My dear,” Margaret announced proudly, “I’m back… and I brought your sister.” Only then did Cara finally lift her gaze from the screen. Their eyes met. No smile. No tears. No rush forward.