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Chapter 8

Every day I remain in White Forest I laugh at myself. What the hell am I doing?

Two weeks, two whole weeks have passed since Nikolai came to my room. There is no sex so good that it is worth the humiliation of being abandoned.

It was so good though. My toes curled just thinking about how he prowled around commanding me.

It was like peering behind the curtain of a show. I had seen behind the pleasant platitudes and witnessed the raw passion that can come of such a connection. Priya and Nikolai’s wolf were swirling, heady messes of adoration.

I know I love Nikolai. He would probably vanish like a ghost if I told him such a thing. But I do.

Every line and shape comprising his face is etched into my memory. I know I can make him smile, maybe even make him laugh and it kills me to not have any chance to build on the small moments of connection he has dangled before me.

So now it is a compromise of my dignity. I crave him yet I must pretend to accept his baseless claim that his feelings are
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