Rise of the Originals
He had been trying to tell her something before he teleported her, but even till this moment, she couldn’t put together what it was.
The witch’s council in Rome had found their dead bodies later with three dead Alphas, eleven omegas, and a lot of betas, and then her grandmother had come to pick and return her to Nigeria, back to the life her father had run away from.
“Hey, it’s okay.” Boma drew her tighter into him as he felt the myriad of emotions seeking to devour her, softly nuzzling her neck.
His breath on her skin sent shivers through her body, and the heat that started from deep within her loins took her thoughts away from her parents back to the present.
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