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UNHOLY FANTASIES 2 PEARL'S POV The hot water cascades over my skin like a lover's touch, steaming up the stall and fogging the thin plastic curtain that barely separates me from the rest of the locker room. My fingers are slick with my own cum, dripping down my thighs as I pant against the tiled wall, my petite body still trembling from the intense orgasm that ripped through me. God, that was close. Too close.

He exploded inside me as I felt his warmness fill me up. I gasped softly, my body still trembling as the intensity faded, my chest rising and falling as I tried to catch my breath. He pulled out slowly, and I felt the emptiness immediately, my body still sensitive as I steadied myself against the surface in front of me, his cum dripping from the entrance of my pussy. He was right… I hadn’t been touched like this before. My breathing remained uneven as I tried to calm myself, my fingers still trembling slightly as everything settled.

After that I walked into the lecture hall about ten minutes late for classes. Instead of the calm I expected to see, the entire hall was louder than normal. The professor hadn't arrived yet. The girls were clustered in groups and whispering fast with soft giggles. Guys leaned over desks with their phones out, showing each other something. “Did you see him yet?” one girl asked her friend. “They say he’s from the UK." Her friend squealed a reply. "He's so hot. And I heard he wrote like three books on advanced dynamics.”

Aurora "Rory" Moonridge survived the unthinkable: kidnapped at eight, experimented on and left for dead. Now, at twenty-four, she's clawed her way to becoming Alpha of Shadow Moon pack, hiding her scars behind a mask of strength and the lie of a dead mate. She's convinced she's too damaged to ever bond with anyone. Then she meets him. He's powerful. Dangerous. Infuriating. Their clashes are legendary—two Alphas who can't stand to be in the same room. But beneath the hostility, something else simmers that neither of them understands. As Rory navigates treacherous pack politics and fights to keep her secrets buried, her past comes roaring back. The scientist who tortured her is hunti

He could be seen in his slouchy posture while slowly picked up all the papers on the ground. Loki almost shocked, and sweat, even had a tinge of guilt, whether she would help him or not. She sighed, and went to the man who picked up all the files. Loki apologized and helped him picked up all the papers while she immediately closed her eyes and apologized again for what happened but after she opened her eyes, and held one of the papers. Loki saw a few letters name of a man "N, A, and O". It is shown, Nao is a listed on the certificate who won a game infamous Dark PVP.

A loud and deafening screech welcomed them; the band of darkness was no longer lingering the cauldron’s mouth. The piercing cry grew louder as they entered the cabin. Clarence did not care about what the sound was, so he went over to the alpha and tried waking him up. Unfortunately, it was hopeless – Cliden was no longer breathing. Clarence, though he was envious of his brother’s position, cared for him. After all, Cliden was the only family he had left who was bold enough to accept his unfriendly nature despite of him being indifferent, and he regretted it – he regretted choosing envy over love.

She is lying on the Hammock outside the presidential suite, Lauren walks to her and drags the book she is reading. "Hey stop it." Mandy tries to get it, but she can't. "Relax, I just want to see what you are reading." Lauren's voice is all nice and soft, no longer that cold voice. "Tangled life. Hm." He pronounced the name of the book. "Interesting, so what is it about?" Lauren asked, Mandy tapped the space beside her, Lauren stared at her, this girl was playing with fire, she didn't seem to learn, his level of self-control was on very tiny ground when his body came in contact with hers.

A rich, sweet scent of vanilla and expensive silk drifted into the air. Resting inside, nestled in layers of black tissue paper, was a piece of lingerie. But it wasn't just any lingerie. It was a sheer, crimson lace bodysuit. It was completely backless, with a dangerously low-cut front that would leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. My breath caught in my throat. My face burned with instant heat. Tucked into the side of the box was a small, heavy card. I opened it, my eyes widening as I read the neat handwriting:

"Wait!" I turn to see Roman skidding down the stairs, clutching a small, weathered leather book to his chest. He rushes to the door, panting. "I found this in the back of my wardrobe," he whispers, "a long time ago." He thrusts the book toward me. It’s a tiny, hand-bound photo album. I take it with trembling fingers and flip it open. My breath catches—it’s full of images from a wedding day deep in the Northern Territory. And there I am. A tiny, silver-haired pup.

A thumping sound from the splash was heard. I dived into the river, swimming down into the depth. I had to dive up to catch some breath, it wasn't as easy as I had predicted from the onset. The river was deeper than I had thought. Ninety-nine days for the thieves one day for the owner. ** I was back to the toy room, with eyes scanning through the scroll which Cullen had dropped in my room. "The Alpha king demands of my presence?" I let out a scowl after reading the words out loud.