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He asked and I chuckled. " Davis, I'm not the same person they sold in exchange for a treaty. I'm Maya, the best warrior of the Moon Crown Pack. I'm not going to let some shitty people treat me like I'm trash because of my past, I won't take that anymore, " I told him and he cooed, clapping his hands. " I love that sassy attitude, you definitely should hold on to that. I still can't believe you were that naive seventeen year old girl who was in tears when I met you, " he teased and I burst into laughter.

We have to make him realize that not all the High ranked wolves are bossy, and not all the high-rank wolf treat their low-rank mate like shit. We smiled. “Yes. I want to spend my time, just with you.” We peeked on the lips. “Give me five minutes” Maya said and quickly pulled out a pair of jeans and a white hooded crop top. Maya was happy, and I was glad to see her happy. I hope she will feel good. Thank you, crystal—She chirped happily through Mindlink. TBC

I can't believe she is apologizing for something and yet still doing the same thing. "What do you want? I don't remember asking for any help?" "I'm Mia ma. I was assigned as your personal maid," she replied and I grimaced. "My personal maid?" I asked and she nodded. "My name is Mia Thorpe. Although I'm new here I'm good at doing everything and carrying out instructions. I'm excited to be serving the Lycan Kings Luna," she said, her eyes gleaming in excitement as she tried to hold herself together and not do anything crazy.

, said Mya. Mya kept on going and going about how this boy looked like but I wasn’t really listening. Mya had braces on her teeth and she had freckles on her face. But she kept them half-hidden with the make-up she put on her face. She always kept her silver blonde hair in a bun and her hair kind of complimented her eyes as they were silver grey. But her eyes weren’t that much noticeable to normal humans due to the fact that she wore glasses and nobody bothered to interact with her, except me.

It didn't show any cleavage, but it didn't need to; there was no question who had the biggest breasts in the room. As I moved into the center of the room and placed the speaker on the ground, I finally spotted Maya. She was in the little kitchenette area fixing herself a drink. Maya is the most reserved of the bunch but has always been my favorite of Rachel's friends. She's a petite girl, a mix of Japanese (her mother) and Vietnamese (her father). She typically wears glasses and dresses pretty conservatively but is nevertheless very pretty, in a bookish sort of way. But that night she looked very different. Her glasses were gone, and she was wearing a very short, black skirt that showed off

Vishous was behaving like a beast with her. "Yesss..." Maya cried out and tried to touch his c**k but Vishious grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back, keeping them locked. "Vishoussssss... give me your c**k pleeaaseeeee." "Come, baby.." he cooed to her. "Here is my c**k, just behind your ass. Get it on your own if you can." Maya tried to free her hands crazily from his grip but was unable to do it. She didn't know what to do.

I went to open it, and there stood a young maid, a polite smile on her face. “Hello, I’m Maya,” she introduced herself, bowing slightly. “I’m here to discuss Mr. Adrian’s care requirements.” I nodded, curious and slightly puzzled. She handed me a folded piece of paper. “These are specific instructions to ensure he remains comfortable.” I took the sheet, unfolding it slowly and scanning the list. Most of it was straightforward, but then I stopped on one line that made my eyebrows rise: “Nightly massage.” I looked up at Maya, struggling not to laugh. “Is… is this for real?”

I was still battling with my thoughts when a lady in a red icon dress was escorted to the arena, the sweet scent of Jasmine mixed with blueberries hitting me strongly. I was still in denial but what's the probability of two people having the same height, shape and scent existing? I growled out softly and before the first bid could be placed on her, I had already landed on the arena, tugging Maya to myself before inhaling her sweet scent greedily. I never dared to admit this but Maya's Scent always calms my beast. Although she's my mate, the mate I looked down upon and shunned, she worked as my slave.

Blue Maid He carried me and kept me in his car, the front seat. Then he went through the front and entered inside. He started the car and drove off in a fast speed I rested my head on the seat and looked through the window I remembered Adrian I miss him I miss my Adrian so much I just want to be in his arms again I wish I could give him a massage again But will he still love me after he finds out that I've been defiled. I closed my eyes at the thought of that