Novel & Cerita Sarah Reads

Sarah shook her head. "Oh come on. I promise I won't read any smut scenes out loud." Sarah's eyes widen as she smacked her hand onto her face. I laughed at her reaction. She really did remind me of the author of the book I read. 'Alesha' and ironically both their names began with an S and had two A's. Such a goody- two shoe.

I need to find out more about the purple moon and then I should choose what to do. "Can I bring all these books to my room? I am eager to know all about it. Even Zierux told me to do some reading." "That's fine, after all, this place will soon be yours." When I got back to my room, I saw Sarah flipping through pages of the book I lent her. She could not read but there were sketches that made her fascinated with it. "Hello there, love!" I greeted, making my way beside her and putting down all of the books I had. "How's it going?"

She started off Everyone seemed to love this, two hot young teachers in one class. I hated every second of it, but on the bright side now they weren't checking out Alice as much. Sarah smiled widely at everyone "I really love to read and write, I've written a number of books and am excited to encourage all of you to explore your own ways of connecting with books." Was this some weird commercial or was she always this fucking cheery? Also this is statistics not fucking English. "I also love hiking and I have two dogs." She finished off still wearing the same smile

Arham enters the room and saw Sarah is arranging books and some stationary. He asked her in confusion: Sarah, what are you doing ?".Sarah move her head up and look at him and said: "Actually, you know my vacation started. So, I was thinking to teach village girls who can't go to the city to study. It will help them. Hope you don't have any problem ".

I checked the message she sent me this morning. "Hi Savannah, good morning. I hope you had a nice night. *wink*. Sarah and I had a good night's sleep, so don't worry about us; enjoy your time with Roman, as we haven't spent time together in a while. Don't worry about coming home now because Sarah and I are going to the library to pick out more books, and definitely not because I have a crush on the librarian. After that, we are going to have something to eat at Starbucks, see a movie, and head back home. Our day is packed, and we have no room for you, so have fun."

I followed her night and day, days after days, weeks and it even spanned into months, but like a new changed person, Sarah never did anything suspicious. All she did was visit the same places she did before; the maids' quarters to meet with her servants. She went to the pack house often and sat by the fountain, there on the cemented cold dry floor, reading a novel or scrolling through her phone. “Why isn't she doing anything?” I asked my wolf. “Maybe she's seen you.” She answered. I doubted. “Hang around and wait then.” An hour went by fast, another hour too. When the sun faded, I decided to leave but Sarah stood up.

She then moved over to a shelf filled with books and began to search for the one she needed to continue. Sarah already became a fan of books. How she was interested, she had no idea. She has never read books before in her life and it was surprising that she found it intruding to read. Most of the books she had read were about the history of packs and there she had been able to learn about the numbers of packs in that territory, the whole country to be precise.

I know she was curious and so was I. I wanted to know what girls my age wanted and what they did. But despite the eagerness growing to explore the world, I was even more curious as to the likes and dislikes of my mate. Yes, he was my mate, his wolf did call me that. ‘’I don't want much… I do want to learn so much but wanting is something else. Sarah lives away from everyone and leaves with not many options. I had a few books but they could never be enough for an entire day on an empty stomach. I could read to drive my mind away from the growling sound of my stomach, but that was all it was to it.

She looked breathtaking, almost ethereal. "You're very beautiful today, Sara," I said, my voice thick with emotion as I reached out to tuck a stray titian hair behind her ear. She leaned back just an inch, a movement so subtle it was almost imperceptible, yet it made my fingers itch with a sudden, sharp annoyance. "The trees are changing color early this year, aren't they?" she asked, her voice bright, clear, and strangely hollow. "Look at that oak over there. It’s almost completely red."

I can bet she’s not wearing any panties underneath that. Keep it down, Malachi. She’s quiet. Her flames of red hair flow down her shoulders in a tangled mess. Two puffy bags are underneath her hazel eyes. She looks tired. And somehow, still so fucking sexy. I have to rub my palms over my fucking thighs again and again to keep my cock down. Sarah grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and takes it down in five gulps. She turns her head sideways—left, right—as if massaging her neck. And I’m stuck there, watching every beautifully fragile piece of her.