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Horses and cows were grazing the fields on either side of us as we drove down the drive. Matilda walked outside, while wiping her hands on her sunflower apron. She had aged very little since the last time I saw her. I could tell when I walked up to her that her hair had more silver strands in it. She was a short woman with busty curves. Matilda had always been a safe haven for E and I growing up. When we wanted to escape responsibility and paternal expectations.

Their struggle seemed to go on forever, both of their hands shaking, until finally, Alex squeezed as hard as he could, and got Matilda to drop the knife. Matilda leaned her head back and roared, as if trying to exorcize the demon within her. Suddenly, Matilda turned and sprinted across the room. She headed right for the huge stained-glass windows, and without pausing, leapt right through them, glass shattering everywhere. Alex watched as Matilda flew out into the night, her huge wings flapping, flying as fast as she could to get away from this place. “She disappointed me," came a dark, guttural voice.

I needed her to shriver, freeing her orgasm all around… “Aww…. I can see someone is very red from not getting proper care. Were you fantasizing about me?” Matilda’s voice cut me off my fucking thought. “Why was that thing, Eira, in a short wet uniform? What kind of uniform was she putting on?” Matilda overstepped her boundaries. “You don’t have the right to question me. Know your place,” I roared at her. “Sorry.” “Good. now come get me out of this madness.”

"... You are too slow and of no use to me. I should fire you this instant...." " Do it then!" Matilda yelled, as she turned to face them. She had it up to her throat already. They all startled but Andre remained calm. His gaze watching her with curiosity. "You arrogant fool! How dare you?" "Enough!" Came Andre's domineering voice. He could see Matilda glare at him. He had said nothing all the while. She removed her cap as well as her shirt which belonged to the company, surprising them all the same. "Here." She tossed her uniform to one of her collegue. "I know you'd fire me anyway. I rather leave on my own." She said, eying Andre as she made her way out of their presence.

We are a very soggy but happy group as we return to school, Ryder re-fills my mug and we head off to shower and get ready for school. When I enter our room, I gasp at the sight that greats me, all of my clothes are all over the floor, and it looks like someone has been at them with scissors. Robyn crashes into me due to my sudden stop, I hear her intake of breath as she takes in the mess, we walk around the room, and when we get to the bathroom, we see the message on the mirror, written in red lipstick. GO HOME TO ENGLAND YOU WHORE.

Tania's POV As I emerged from the dark confines of the dungeon, Matilda's frail form leaned heavily against me. Her face was pale, etched with exhaustion and the torment she had endured during her captivity. With each step, I supported her, guiding her towards the haven of safety that awaited us—the Pack's house. The journey seemed endless, the weight of responsibility resting upon my shoulders. Matilda's breathing was labored, a testament to her weakened state. Yet, determination fueled my every stride. The Pack's house was our destination, a sanctuary where Matilda could receive the care and support she desperately needed.

she muttered. “Perfect! I’m going home to change, and I’ll be back to pick you up at eight.” Matilda stood and grabbed her purse. She walked into the kitchenette, gave Gaia a kiss on the cheek, and left. **** Gaia dressed in a white, strapless, bandage dress with a pair of powder-pink heels. She knew if she half-assed her outfit, Matilda would just make her turn around and change. Oliver had called, but Gaia sent it to voicemail, and she didn’t respond to his text.

But it was Damien, lying helplessly beneath the towering creature, that made her stomach drop. Her pulse quickened. She’d promised him that nothing would ever happen to him. She swore she’d keep him safe. She couldn’t just sit back and watch him die. Without another thought, Matilda leapt from the tree, her wings bursting from her back in a flash of celestial light. She soared through the air with desperate speed, racing toward the battle. When she landed, the Velakar was poised to strike, its massive claw raised to drive into Damien’s chest, straight for his heart.

Matilda started to speak immediately and I focused my gaze on her, refusing to glance upwards and steer into both guards faces, even though I could feel their stared burning into my body. “Here they are,” Matilda said and I clasped my hands around my stomach, feelimg weirded out a little about the fact that my stomach was being currently revealed in the crop top which I was currently in, and I knew that they were both going to notice it soon, if they haven’t noticed it yet, that is.

But it was too late. Matilda Knight had clearly never been spoken to like that in her life. She trembled violently, her face contorting in pain. She clutched her chest as her knees gave out. Ruby lunged forward, catching her before she hit the ground. Grandma, what's wrong? Please stay with me. Matilda gasped for air, unable to form a single word. Ruby frantically tore open Matilda's coat and dug out the nitroglycerin bottle. But when she twisted off the cap, her stomach dropped.