THE DARK ALPHA'S MATE
I wanted to vent, to cry, throw a tantrum, tear at my hair, and throw things about in the room, but years of being told to keep my emotions under control did not allow me to lose it even in the face of these circumstances.
Feeling tired although I had not done any physical work, I went to lie on the bed – fully clothed. I really didn’t have the strength to take anything off.
I closed my eyes and tried to day dream of the fantasies I and Cheyenne always sketched. I would be locked in my tower room just like now, when I would hear some commotion outside, and throwing open my windows, I’d see a handsome thief trying to get away from an angry crowd –
We always had our own different version of Ra
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