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he muttered. “Your book fell. I put it back on the shelf. Go get it and stop bothering me,” he said, closing his eyes. Adeline’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. She fetched her book, sat on the bed, leaned back, and resumed reading. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier. She finally set the book on the bedside table, pulled up the blanket, and closed her eyes. ***

I wanted my cock between her loose lips, her lax tongue moving at my will but I’m no rapist no matter how psychopathic I can be. Lifting her shirt just enough to expose her abdomen, I brought the tip of the sharpie to her skin and went to work. Sliding her dress a bit to expose her inner thighs, I added more. I finished by pulling her underwear down exposing her smooth cunt and adding a few more choice words. To Adeline, music is her way out but she’s a liar in that aspect. She wants to be someone else, but I’m here to remind that the ghost of her past will continue to haunt her, and what she did to me will not go without retribution.

Micah POV I woke this morning for the last day of final exams. I immediately walked across the hall to wake up my brothers, then next door to my sister’s room and find she is still gone? What the hell? This is not like her at all. There is no way in hell she would miss the last day of final exams. I went to the kitchen and found grandma in tears, “Grandma, where is Adele?” She just shook her head and pointed to grandpa. I went in the living room and asked, “Grandpa, what is going on?” He replied, “She never came back last night. She left in the early evening last night.” I ran to the garage and saw her motorcycle, so she couldn’t have gone far. I asked, “Was she in wolf form?” Grandpa replie

“It’s impossible… isn’t it?” The scent and memories were like a poison that was killing me. Hence, right after I gulped the left whiskey in my glass, I stood up and rushed around the pack, following her scent, until I found Adeline at the dining hall, leisurely picking foods from the buffet. “What the hell!” she cursed as I grabbed her by the arm, causing her to lose grip of her plate. Shuttered pieces flew all over the place, and the food was scattered on the floor.

But why the hell did I feel so damn under her spell right now? "Come to me, Killian," Adeline said as she went on her knees. And my legs walked to her before my brain could think. I stopped before her, running my fingers through her silky purple hair. She was perfection. "I love you, Mama." Adeline opened my zipper and took my shaft into her mouth, and the galaxy exploded behind my eyes. Somewhere in between her suction and gurgles, she responded a muffled 'I love you too'. We were supposed to be with family, having dinners and playing games. But here we were— in the place where we'd share many first happy memories together, just to recreate the naughty parts. We were the host of the dinner,

"If anything, it makes things simpler." "Simpler how?" "Now you don't have any reason to stay married to me." Adeline's face crumpled. "You're a monster." She pushed past me and went to get dressed. A few minutes later, she came back downstairs and left with the police officers. After they were gone, I went back upstairs to Rebecca. She was sitting up in bed, looking worried. "I heard voices," she said. "What happened?" "Adeline's mother is dead," I said.

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

Camilla stood, towering over her, and whispered, almost venomously, "I'll make your life a living hell." Adaline shrank back instinctively, eyes wide and heart pounding. Her hands trembled as she pressed them to her chest, trying to contain the sting, not just from the tea, but from the cruelty of it all. The room felt suffocating, every shadow somehow magnifying Camilla's presence. And in that moment, Adaline realized just how alone she was in the mansion even with Mrs. Margareta nearby, she could not protect her from this not to talk of when she's away. Camilla's smirk lingered as she turned slightly, leaving Adaline trembling in the corner, silently enduring the torment.

Adeline has to live in a world full of betrayals, problems, and mistakes with a bit of miracle. Adeline woke up the next day after the alarm sounded. From what she remembered, she never had an alarm clock. Therefore, where did that loud and annoying sound come from? She suddenly hears a groan. A man’s morning groan. She gathered her thoughts before realizing she’s not in her apartment. She’s at someone else’s and she didn’t know whose. Adeline could feel the bed moving and she’s lying to it, although she’s not the one moving. She carefully turned her head on the right side to see who’s sleeping right next to her, and a piercing scream broke the morning silence.

Desperately Adeline still continue to struggle. She uses all of her strength to let go of him and even shouted very hard so that someone could hear her but then remembered that they were the only people living in that area and the walls outside were to tall for someone outside to hear her. But she still continue to shout until she already felt pain in her throat. She's already losing hope. She just wished Drake will arrive. Lycan kiss was utterly devastating, and he didn't stop until he'd taken her to a room and was placed on the bed. This had always been Lycan dream; having her this close while she responded to his kisses like her life depended on it.