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His voice was low, animalistic grunting of his raspy breaths. “Let me get dressed.” I squeaked out and chuckled. “No need.” were the only words he said. I was still held by him. His hand around my waist was still tightly gripped. “Okay…cou- could you…” I struggled to get a bit free from his grip, it was because his grip was painful. I like the pain but I just need to get comfortable to feel that pain. This type of pain turns me on. You could judge me all you want, but this was who I am.

P-Please, your scent. "I literally just came out of the shower where I utilized your shower gel." He informed her about it by saying. Emily gave him a stern look before continuing. She yelled after him, "Y-you did what?" Drake expressed it all with a cool and collected demeanor, "I used your shower gel; it's nice and invigorating." "Who in the heck do you think you are to use my shower gel?" She questioned me indignantly, "Don't you have one?" Drake breathed heavily. "That's just a shower gel, stray, so please don't get furious at me over it," she said.

I sit him down and ask a passing crew for a warm tea. " Spill it, Val, you didn't even cry when your favorite dog died so tell me who makes you like this? The last time I saw you cry was from the picture your mom show me. Your baby self yet now you cry much more than when you're a baby. What actually happened back then? " But Val stayed silent and just sob quietly. I was concern about him but at the moment the situation is dire. So I pat his back slowly, " You know I'm always here for you right? all seven of us. We created this Val, We created Grey Howl and forming Esperon that containing seven of us as one. Where is this Vallen who is strong enough to fight all those cruel battles before? W

I glanced at Williams, who remained silent, as if in pain. "It's nothing, Dean. A friend of mine came to visit, and I was happy about it all." Dean looked at Henry, who smiled and extended his hand for a shake. "Hi, my name is Henry, and I'm from the Lycan pack. I used to be a beta to Williams here, but I guess my rights have been taken away." I observed how Dean shook hands with Henry, then turned his attention back to me. "You need to rest, Sierra. You know I don't like seeing you this way."

I noticed a vanity plate that clearly said ‘KINSLEY’ and gulped. Kinsley? Oh no. Was he here because of the poachers or something else? I can’t let him see me. I don’t want Logan to be in trouble with the camp owner. I watched as Logan walked out onto his porch as casual as ever. Involuntarily I licked my lips as I looked at him. He was barefoot in a pair of jeans and a gray muscle shirt that clung to every delectable inch of his broad chest. Even dressed like that, he exuded an aura of power.

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

Afterward he pulled back with a flush creeping across his cheeks. “Forgive me. That was unmanly of me.” “He doesn’t mind. Grayson likes hugs. He needs more of them, but most people aren’t as brave as you Donny,” smiled Amber. Grayson didn’t dispute her claim, just smirked at her. It was time the fourth richest man in the city’s image got a makeover anyway. Power and coldness seemed to seep out his very pores, but that was not the truth of The Godwin. He’d wanted to maintain his reputation of frigidity and intolerance, but Amber thought the world deserved to get to know the other side to him. To see him for the warm, kind, and caring soul he really was. Why wait until the baby was born to sta

Emilia Clark I sat still, fidgeting nervously as I waited for my interview with Mrs. Grey. I knew little about her, except that she was the Chairwoman of Grey Enterprises, a multi-billion dollar company previously run by her son, Damien Grey. No one had seen or heard from Damien since he was reportedly involved in an accident two years ago.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Some how, he was rat out to Grayson but he is glad he was able to send some money to the hospital. "I'm sorry, boss!" "I know you are sorry, reason why I won't let you repeat that same mistake again..." Grayson muttered coldly as he picked up his gun. Jade's eyes widened in horror, ‘is this how I'm going to end my life? With out seeing my wife recover?’ Gray cocked his gun and in the next moment, he shot Jade's leg twice, earning a loud screaming from Jade. "How does that feel, huh?!" He as with a smirk.