Emre: "Welcome home! Why didn't you join us for dinner last night?" My mom adored Abigail more than anything. I can't fathom why she never included her when labeling the entire pack as evil. Perhaps it's because Abigail shared my mother's disdain for the pack and always sided with her about how awf
Genevieve: “Shut up!” Emre hollered, trying to push past Wolvin to seize Bellamy, who was also attempting to reach Emre.“How did you stumble upon this letter?” My dad rose from his seat but kept his distance. I couldn’t fathom that the culprit responsible for all the torment inflicted on Bellamy’s
Genevieve: It's been two days since Emre left, turning his back on me and causing me pain. From wanting to be my last to not even considering sticking around, he really made a sharp turn. It left me heartbroken, and I've gone silent with the others. It's not like they were perfectly fine either. E
Genevieve: He kept staring at my hand, his eyes flickering with worry and hesitation.“I understand it's not easy for you to resist seeking answers, but come with me. Together, we can handle this better," I honestly suggested. I had stopped pleading with him to cease his actions, realizing I would
Emre:"What happened to you?" I observed her in bewilderment as she came to a complete stop and zoned out."You've never encountered the princes before?" she forced a smile onto her lips, a bit concerned as I could discern that the smile was fake."I have seen her before," I smiled, shaking my head
Emre:I hurried back and grabbed the whip, intercepting it before it could strike her. She wept quietly, her cheek reddening, and a visible black eye emerging."How dare you! Didn't I tell you to leave, you little piece of shit?" her grandfather bellowed, attempting to push me. When I stood my groun
Genevieve:His kisses were rough around my nipples, causing my body to squirm and little moans to escape my lips. My naked back pressed against the clean sheets, his hard dick rubbing against my thighs. My heart was pounding in my chest as his lips roamed all over my chest and then down to my stomac
Genevieve:I stealthily approached the bedroom where she was in the midst of a conversation, and I noticed that the door was left ajar just a tiny bit. She was facing her mother and father, who appeared angry with her.“Hush! You'll expose yourself, you silly girl,” her mother whispered at her while