Octavia Standing over by the graveyard, I let my tears stream down my face as the body of Megan was lowered into the graveyard. I didn’t expect that I would ever care about someone like that. She was loyal to me despite getting in trouble because of me. She would always defend me and her love for
“Take care of her,” she said as they all murmured about I chuckled, watching her walk away with Micah, who was driving her back to the airport. “Should we pass by the craven cottage?” Finn asked as they all walked away chatting with Mum. Gabriel came closer, wrapping his arm around my waist, and p
**Octavia**>>>My heart thumped as soon as I stepped off the plane. My palms are sweaty and my throat is dry as fuck.Five years. I haven’t been home. This is the first time that I am back home after running away five years ago without saying a word to anyone.But right now, I was summoned by my al
**Octavia**“Why did you run away?” She asked me as I scoffed, rolling my eyes.“Can we talk about this later? I am here for my sister’s and the alpha ceremony. Let’s not ruin that,” I said, looking at her, then at Adele, who was smiling vividly at me.The last I saw Adele she was only ten when I ra
**Octavia**I lead the way out of the club and look at him, “it’s been long since I have been here, but if I am correct, there should be—” I stopped as I looked at the back alley of the club.“We just have to get over that fence and we should be…” I trailed off“I have a better idea, “he said to me
**Octavia**My eyes rolled at the pleasure I was experiencing right now.“Oh, fuck!” I gasped as he loosened his grip on my neck, every thrust hitting the right spot.“Oh, God! Oh fuck!’ I moaned, my vision darkening. I could feel my pussy throbbing and my legs trembling as I wrapped them around his
**Octavia** The next morning when I woke up, my head was pounding and I could hear the chattering from downstairs I knew that everyone was probably awake by now.I groaned softly, trying to cover my ears when someone cleared their throats.Blue eyes, long blonde hair…“Mum?” I whispered, opening my
“Wyatt?” I lifted my eyes, looking at him as a smile curved up on his lips looking at me. I swallow hard, wondering if this is happening. He strides over to where I am standing and I can feel my heart racing. Can he hear it? Should I just turn and leave? What should I do? I inwardly ask myself.