Sacrificed to the Alpha
Nymeria Yennefer Roisin
The shades of pinkish and reddish in the heavens made me gape, my eyes reflecting the breath-taking view from our hotel room’s balcony.
“You haven’t eaten yet,” he said softly behind me. He started running his fingers on my hair, which made the joyous song inside me begin singing again. Facing my husband, I looked up at him. His towering and glorious height made me just nod my head for I could no longer find the words I wanted to say.
“Where are we? I mean the name of the hotel…” I managed to ask after a couple of minutes of deafening silence.
“At the Slyver.” I almost choke because, as far as I can remember, it’s currently the most expensive hotel on this island.
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