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Chapter 10 Reine I had not expected it to turn out like this. Sometimes, I needed to keep my mouth shut. I was too outspoken at the wrong moments. Exhibit A: right now. I shook my head and stared at Jax who was looking at me with a questioning look on his face. I sighed then shook my head again. With the little I knew about Jax now, I knew that he wasn’t going to let it go, until I gave him a satisfactory answer anyways.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

He tosses his hair back with a head flick and returns to that commanding stance once more. “Are you going to kill him or torture him slowly?” Sierra appears by my side, her voice shaky and her emotions taut. She seems detached on the surface, but I can feel her pain and fear from within. As much as she hates Juan, she has never had the stomach to watch suffering. She’s as rattled by what we just witnessed as I am, despite the years of battles and deaths of hybrids around us. “Oh, he’ll live for now. In pain, and torment. Why don’t you come along and play a little, seeing as you carry as much despisal for him as I do. You are the former Luna, are you not? This worthless scums mate?”

She had been putting on this whole performance, but Halsey had flipped everything against her with just a few words. Tears rolled down again as Sierra pressed a hand to her forehead. "I was looking for you when I went into that room. Ow… My head hurts..." Zada immediately leaned toward her. "Is your head injury acting up again?" Sierra peeled back the bandage on her forehead, revealing a deep cut. "I think it's bleeding again." Everyone gasped when they saw it. "That's a nasty wound!" "Her fiancé really didn't hold back." Sierra shot Halsey another taunting glance.

Like the good woman, she is, she immediately obeys, her boobs bouncing as she steps down from the desk and takes a place on the chair. She lives her life, as she holds my gaze, right now she looks like a wonton, and I like the expression on her face. Her once neatly tight hair, are now escaped the band and is sticking to her forehead, just like mine her forehead is also covered with sweat beads. Her eyes are fuzzy because of desire and I can't wait for any more to quench both of us's emotions. Taking my cock in my hand, I keep my eyes on Soerra's face, whose is fixed on my cock, which is hard and bugger, in my hands I start striking it," Grab your boobs for me Sierra. "

Last night it was soup and luckily it was warm. It was soothing for her sore throat. She stared at the bruises on her wrist which turned light purple and her throat was better as well. A scrape has formed on the wound of her forehead and under the chin. Her back still aches with the force he has pushed her but overall she was coping fine. Silvia waited silently. She had freshly bathed. The water was icy cold but she was accustomed to such temperature. She stayed under the shower for so long before stepping out in her old clothes. She let her hair open so it'd dry on her own.

“OMG JAKE! OH HOW I’VE MISSED YOU!” The sound of the voice and the force of the hug enough for me to know who it was. My body frozen at who it was. My voice shaky when speaking. “Sierra?” Giggling at her name does the girl nod her head. “Yeah. I’ve also brought with me Viessa too” replies Sierra who gestures to her sister. The girl almost identical to her except with long blonde hair instead of short pixie. The girl giving off vibes that said she didn’t want to be there but had to be.

I was taken aback when he put his phone on the table and there I saw the picture of the two of them flashing on the screen of his phone. My heart just sank as I saw Sierra's face again; her black hair was short in the shot, making it look nothing like the magnificent red-long-flowing hair that had drawn my interest in her in the first place. She smiles broadly on the screen, and Ever's hand rests on top of her shoulder; they both look so happy and content that it hurts me, because it should've been that guy with her.

However, just because she had run into him twice, her brain was starting to come up with such laughable ideas all over again. How ridiculous... Sierra shook her head vigorously in an attempt to get rid of those preposterous ideas and faced Johan with her usual composure. However, all Johan did was stare at her. His gaze was intense, as if he was going to devour her alive. Sierra's first instinct was to draw back, but his gaze alarmed her into halting her tracks. There was a long silence between them. Just as Sierra thought that Johan wouldn't speak again, he slowly closed his eyes.