NIKKI.With gentle strides, I walk down the corridor, admiring the beautiful sculptures and landscape portraits, and they are as beautiful just like I remember them to be. The walls, and paintings, though renewed but feel the same. At the extreme is the King sized bedroom that holds lots of memories and bliss and terror. How going in and bagging tortures and bruises was the only way to prove your worth. How being a destitute sting more than being rejected by your mate. And even though you are wild as eff, the brutality of Lady Sasha’s whip was enough to make you petrified. Those years when a few days all we wanted was cheap validation from our foes, still wearing the tags of slaves. We wanted freedom even though we were scared of what the actual world now looks like and most of the days, we only wanted good meals free of wolf's bane. We fought for survival and tasted betrayal from the closest of them all. Got maltreated by our fellow slaves and topping the chart is strongest, Aaliy
AALIYAH I twist the door knob to the right, let myself in without his consent, and slam the door. I look to see his surprised stare like he doesn't do worst. But I understand him, for someone who's in constant clash with you, it's weird seeing them in your space. “Aaliyah, I don't want no troubles. Why are you here?” His cold voice speaks up. I don't respond, rather I size him thoroughly. He's bare-chested and in a skimpy bath towel, revealing his hairy thighs. His eyes walk all over me, trying to get what this drama is all about. Still keeping mute, I stroll to his bathroom area and turn to wink at him. "Aaliyah, you can't just come over and act like everything is okay. You're clearly too sensitive of late and I rather we keep off each others lane.”"Am I? I thought we’re cool as shit.” I pout. "Moon, what's with you? You called me all sorts of names earlier in the general chamber, you did not just disrespect me but my title and you shut me up in the dining area. I can go on a
AALIYAH After the pure intimacy in the bathtub, Hector carries me in his arms, out of the bathroom, and onto his large bed. I lay on the bed and in his arms, cuddled like a child. My eyes travel along his chest, and my hand plays with his chest hair before leaning closer to layer kisses on it. “Hmm...” He moans, and buries his nose in my hair, sniffing my shampoo and stroking my hair tenderly. “Hector,” I tilt my chin upwards so that my gaze is on him and pause to fully gain his attention. "Yes, dear.” He looks down to meet my gaze and rests on his elbow, gaining stability. His eyes glitter and he looks as though he's fighting the smile that lurks around his lips. He knows when I need him to be serious and right now is one of those times."What's amusing you?” I can't help but be curious. “Nothing serious.” He tries to shift the focus."Of course, it’s not, so what is it?”"It's just that you came in steamy and horny, despite our recent friction, I’m the way suitable to satisfy
NIKKI The cool morning breeze kisses my skin, erupting goose bumps at its awakening and almost freezing my blood. My lids flicker and open widely, taking in everything in sight at a glance. I clutch the bed sheet to my bosom, my muscles too flaccid to as little as move.I stretch lazily, yawning all through. Morning came earlier than expected, but it's not something to worry about, considering I’m not in Wild Crest Pack. Back in Wild Crest pack, I would be up and about. Doing all the activities that should be done in the morning as the pack’s Luna and even extra spicy as Chris’ mate. Despite having servants around, I like being in control and I super hate it when something flops. So I made sure the servants only do the basic things while we were yet to wake or tired down in bed to pleasure ourselves. Countless times, Chris has asked that I go easy on myself, but I can't help it... More like I was wired to be the control freak kind of lady. And right now, I have the liberty of sprea
NIKKI So petrified, I hurriedly pick out a dress from the wardrobe, not minding the odd colour combination. All that matters is finding the freaking face behind their masks. I get ready in a split second and rush out of the room. Standing in front of the door, I practise breathing exercises to free my lungs which feel like exploding into shreds. “Nikki, a calm mind is better than wealth.” I recite the mantra absent-minded. I have to calm down. I'm going to get answers and not snap their head off. Breathing in and out slowly for a few more minutes, I walk towards her room in hurried strides. “Oh moon!” I jolt like lightning, cussing under my nose. Not concentrating like I should, I bumped into someone. I raise my head to see it's one of the alphas... Alpha Hunter to be exact. "I'm so sorry I startled you.” He tenders an apology, wearing a smile. I can't tell if he's laughing at me for my odd appearance or that I’m disorganised or that I almost jumped out of my skin. Well, it sh
NIKKI I knock on the door just once, I’m impatient to wait for a response. I knock for the second time and already exhausted, I enter and shut it behind me. “You never get to wait for a response. What if I’m doing something discreet?” she turns to look at me, her eyes are shooting daggers. "It's always blissful to have a secret partner watching, don't you agree?” I roll my eyes at her before taking to laughter. A peal of laughter that feels choking at the moment. Can I fucking be straightforward with these masked people? ‘Calm down Nikki, be sure before you leap.’ My wolf mutters. ‘Indeed! Not like I’m stabbing anyone, it's just confrontation. Why am I making a big deal out of this?’“Not in the slightest... You also don't want to be part of this secrecy.” She eases. I scan her from head to toe and take note of her big boobs strap in a half-cup strapless lacy bra that's very much enthralling. The black-to-match thong is beaded in the centre, in a straight line. Her rich and thi
AALIYAH Nikki finally leaves with the realization that I desperately need to fulfil my dirty thoughts, but she's unaware that it may be my last. If everything goes as planned and Mellissa gets away with the heads of my three monsters, it would be the last I would see and feel of them. I might as well make it memorable. Earlier, I told a guard to call Hudson and have him come over with his brothers, wanting to have them in here at the same time, not leaving a clue as to the reason I called. For what it's worth, I’m enjoying every bit of it, the suspense and the anticipation of their expression when they realize I’m about to rope them into a dirty game of four. Regardless of the thrill, I can't completely erase that it would be the last I would see and hear of them. What would I tell baby Hendrix happened to his papa? All three of them? How would he take it? Will he be proud of his mama even though I acted in his favour? I exhale, almost getting a migraine from the very thought of
NIKKI. I pace about in the large compound, looking for anything that catches my fancy. You may want to give me my tag as jobless and restless and jumbled, I more than deserve it at this moment. Thoroughly, I scan through the arena, scouting for the slightest clue. Maybe the valuables or gossip from the servants or even me eavesdropping on the alphas. But right now, they will be busy filling all of Aaliyah’s holes up, and a good-for-nothing moan will be the only result of my effort, should I attempt to. On seeing me, two guards keep shut almost immediately. I don't move, rather I look at them squarely, already busted. I feel so reduced and desperate and the truth is that I don't give a shit. Aware that they would grow cold on me at the very sight of me, I don't just burst in on them. I walk down the corridor, taking a wild guess that servants would be at the entrance, guards or maids, as long as I get what I want from their extracurricular activities; gossip. I begin to stroll gen