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“Wow. Screaming my dad’s name while you finger your tight little pussy? That’s next-level thirsty, Maya.” I froze, fingers still buried deep inside my dripping cunt, face burning with embarrassment and lingering arousal. Ria walked over slowly and sat on the edge of the bed. She gently pulled my hand away from my pussy, replacing it with her own. Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out.

So that fairy reigneth the entire w'rld f'r thousands of years. But ev'ryone didst not did see yond in his heart, th're wast gre'd and malice. Ev'ryone didst not did see his real motive. Bef're the imm'rtals can rectify the mistaketh those gents has't done. King Agamemnon already wip'd out almost of the population of the beast and did create his owneth army to killeth all fairies to ruleth w'rld with only his existence, being solitude and his armies.

I knew that was a silly question because I had seen with my own eyes that it had changed form, but I just didn't expect it. "Titans are magical beasts who can shift into a semi-human form." Elijah suddenly promised me that I felt a little shame—no, a big shame. "Oh, I see," I responded shyly and kept quiet. Step back, I will now summon the relic. Faris said that's why we retreated. He just stood there in the middle of the lava, regardless of the heat. I noticed that he was suddenly surrounded by golden dust, just like the tree in my room. Wyst'ria, the benevolent land of the gods. The fireth within thee, raging and untamed. From the power within my soul, I hereby summon the relic of fireth.

Then I see the brief brush of wrist against Magnus, the fractional shirt in her scent directed at Magnus. Magnus inhales, exhales, and leans closer without realizing it. I brace waiting for it to hit me, to prove that I'm getting betrothed to my mate, the one made for me and nothing happens , no pull , or loss of clarity like I feel with Ronan. Nothing happens, no reaction or softening, just a cold, unsettling awareness. That's an Omega technique she pulled on Magnus. Why didn't it work on me, and moreover, Rhea is a beta wolf.

It was a small book, wrapped in brown leather, and coated with dust. I blew some dust off it, before glancing at the first page. Empty. I turned to second, and it was empty as well, then I skipped a multiple pages, landing in the middle… “Spare none, we hunt to survive, we die if they survive.” I read out the words aloud to myself, “What is this? Some sort of code?” I sighed, letting the book drop—but then a couple of sheets stuck out from some page in the book, and when I took it out, I fixed my eyes on the drawings, and certain familiar words.

Haesir is right; whether he acknowledges it or not, this omega is his mate, his slave; he can do whatever he wants to him, and what's stopping him from claiming what belongs to him? Rene and Kai yelp in surprise when the tent flaps open. It results in spreading a rainy coldness into the room, but Rene suddenly that the chill he feels may be emanating from the warrior that has stormed inside like he owns the entire place. Lyrien's eyes are dark, his blood thrumming hotly with ominous desire as he spots Rene hiding and cowering behind Kai, as though that will be able to save him. Not even the goddess will be able to help him today.