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Grasping her in mid-air, he toyed with her, taunting: "So, you want to plead with your master? Too bad, I'll have you know that last time in the bamboo forest, you ruined a good thing for me. I haven't forgotten about that, you know!" Although Ellie couldn't vocalize her protest, she used all her strength to claw at Big Bang's face. Big Bang grinned, revealing his sharp wolf fangs, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Let me think. You're sincerely standing up for such a foolish human? Then I'll simply cook you up as a soup, and she'll have you for breakfast tomorrow. How's that sound?" Furious and agitated, Ellie, not knowing where she drew her strength from, broke free from Big Bang's grip:

This madness had to be brought to an end, even if she had to do it on her own. Rowan nodded to her captive. “Thank you, Ian,” she said calmly, speaking his name for the first time. “You know you still never told me,” Rowan began again. “How did you manage to escape the avalanche?” “I ducked into a rat hole once the fighting started,” Ian replied sheepishly. “We dig numerous of them around our camps to keep our rations.” “Typical coward,” Rowan jeered. “What do you plan to do,” Ian asked with mild concern, “now that I’ve told you what I know?”

"We're in public!" "Fuck the public," he growled possessively, before lowering his head and swallowing my laughter with a scorching, brutal kiss. I closed my eyes, returning the kiss fiercely, completely drowning in his madness. But only a few seconds later, a sharp whistle pierced the silence of the arena, forcing us to break apart. "Oh, wow," an unfamiliar, deep voice echoed. "So this is the real reason the block of ice suddenly transferred to Chicago?" We both looked up at the same time. A tall guy with messy, dirty-blonde hair stood at the edge of the rink, leaning against the glass with a ridiculously bright, mischievous smile.

Before my car is parked, my foot is hanging out the door. Immediately, I jump out and speed walk toward the lake. Ellie jogs up and snatches me back. Flailing, I gnash, "Stop being such a pussy! You owe Lucy nothing!" "Lucy's a worthy foe, Ajay! What if your spell doesn't work?" "It works! Now be quiet so we can catch our fish." Teeth clenched and eyes shut tight, Ellie stomps behind me.

Ellie soon finds what it is waiting for—an opening as Missy carefully slips one of her long sharp fingernails under the waistband of Ellie's thong, carefully pulling it away from her body. Ellie watches with utter amazement as her daddy's smoky hand suddenly darts forward and then disappears down inside her panties, using the opening Missy has created by pulling Ellie's panties away from her skin. Ellie's pussy is immediately set upon with an icy, frozen coldness, feeling like it is being stroked or petted maybe by several icicles all at once. A coldness that is both exquisite and teasing all at once, not to mention, pleasurable and numbing.

I don’t wait for a response. I press forward, my body moving on instinct, hunting for any sign of him. Every second that passes is another second he is suffering. Then, a familiar voice—syrupy and mocking. “Well, look who it is.” I stop. Ellie. She stands in the middle of the hallway, arms crossed, her lips twisted into a smirk. But she’s changed. Her eyes glow an eerie silver, her veins dark against her pale skin. A hybrid. She tilts her head, eyes gleaming with cruelty. “I heard the dog died.”

“Right on time.” Max didn’t move closer. “Why are you here, coach?” Elias didn’t answer immediately. He reached back into the car and pulled out a duffel bag, tossing it lightly toward Max. Max caught it out of instinct. It was heavier than it should’ve been. “What’s in it?” Elias’s smile widened just a fraction. “A part payment.” Silence dropped. Max’s eyes remained on Elias’s smiling face. His fingers tightened around the strap. “After the match tomorrow,” Elias continued smoothly, “you get the balance, and your contract signed.” He took a step closer, voice lowering. “You made a good choice, Max.”

Eric drove the car into a big entertainment company and parked the car. He turned off the engine and looked at Isabella through the rearview mirror, she had her earphones on and was pressing her iPad. He stared at her for a while before clearing his throat. "Miss Isabella?" He called but received no response. "Excuse me, Miss Isabella." He repeated but she was simply carried away. So Eric had to touch her knee which got her attention. She frowned when their eyes locked and removed the earphones.

I finish up while she rolls her eyes at me. “Come on” I whisper and we find our way into the building. Just like I guessed it is abandoned. It's not as quiet as I thought it would be. Some young men are loading a white substance into various duffle bags. That's none of my business, my business here is Ellie. My eyes catch her back. She is angrily speaking to a man above. Her back to us. He says something and she shrinks in fear. It doesn't take long for her to resume talking. A loud sound comes from the large cans we are hiding behind

She releases a long breath as we get further away from the pack house and remarks, “You were in your own world.” I press my lips together and ask, “It was that bad?” Annie’s laughter is musical, and my cheeks heat up in embarrassment. I hear a kid’s voice calling, “Annie, Raina!” Ellie runs up to us, wrapping her arms around me and squeezing tightly. I smile, “How are you doing, Ellie?” She grins. I notice the new missing tooth that she has, but before I can talk about it, she says, “I’m good. I was with Uncle Jamie doing patrol.”