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His eyes darkened instantly as they raked over me—taking in the vibrating toy, the cum leaking out around it, the wrecked state of my hole. “Couldn’t even wait till tomorrow, huh?” His voice was low, dangerous, that accent that never fail to turn me on thick with lust. He stepped inside and locked the door properly behind him. “I came back for my wallet I left in the store and the spare key… but looks like I found something better.”

"Y -you're here ..." He stood up and smiled. The people around were already staring at us. "Why not?" he laughed at the question before approaching me. "I'm here because I'm your keeper, Blake ..." When our faces become closer, my tears fell. "I'm the alpha's keeper. The one who will watch over you for life ..." • The End •

Setting the picture to the side, Violet looked at the other things that were inside the drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a small black book. The page Violet opened was a list. There was a name of a city, a first and last name, then a number, and finally an address. This had to be what Jeremy was looking for. She set the book to the side and looked at the rest of the contents. Some of them were letters discussing this Richard Morgan she’d heard so much about. Whoever he was, he was not only a thorn in the alpha’s side but a lot many other people.

I pulled the computer stand closer to me, shifted back to the beginning of the story, and began reading. It was titled Down in Flames by Martha Baimbridge. It opened with a shy teenage girl named Chelsea who, when invited by a popular boy in school to go on a trail ride with him and his friends, had been thrown from the horse and left paralyzed from the waist down. I read on.

A grace I hadn’t earned and wasn’t being offered; a decision to let a man stand on his own two feet and lie if he needed to. “Cast off,” he said. “Springs first. Easy on the fenders.” We slipped from the dock like a cat leaving a chair that still remembered its warmth. The harbor thinned; the lighthouse winked primly. Somewhere inside, a line in a book said: double wick, Nightjar. The page had my mother’s name on it in ink only I could read. “Keeper’s ledger?” Kade asked without looking at me. “Bone clean,” Jas answered. “And the boy fought.”

"I need to get some air. I will not suffocate behind these walls today." They exchanged glances, clearly hesitant. "Your Highness, it is just that..." Flora bit her lower lip. “The servants… they’re probably..” "I know what the whispers will be," I said, my voice low but resolute. “Let them talk. Their words cannot break my spirit; I will not hide." The resolute tone emphasizes character traits and contributes to the emotional journey. They both remained motionless for a brief moment. Eliha exhaled and nodded slightly. “Alright then. Let’s go.”

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That night, I knew her body was on the verge of giving in. But that was not how I wanted things to happen. Hell. I don’t even know what I want to happen between us anymore. Katriona was an unexpected twist in this game. I didn’t want to but I found myself suddenly cracking a smile when I read the title of the book she was reading. 101 Ways To Defeat The Northerners. I didn’t know I had such a book hanging inside my house. Had I known, I would have burnt it a long time ago.

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He kept pounding until he finally groaned and filled me with hot, thick ropes of cum, his body shuddering against mine. After we caught our breath, I straightened my skirt, feeling his cum already starting to leak down my thighs, and gave him a wicked little smile. “I’ll take care of the rest. Don’t worry.” Later that afternoon, I found her in the quiet corner of the university library, tucked between the tall shelves of old literature books. She was pretending to read, but her face was still flushed and her hands were shaking as she turned the pages. I walked up behind her and leaned in close. “Hey… about what you saw earlier.”