Thirty two

Arriving at Malik's chamber, Evans gently opened the door for Aurora, and she quietly slipped into the chamber.

She stepped inside and was welcomed into the darkness, the room was completely dark but warm.

She felt a wintry chill lingering in the air, she heard nothing but a soft whistle of wind coming from a tiny crack in the window pane.

The sour scent of stale lavender arises from a lonely incent stick in the corner and dances all around her. A taste of decomposing flowers abruptly hits her mouth, as if she’d taken a bite or two of ting rose bush.

The room atmosphere was impenetrable, and she stood rooted to the spot, trying to stretch her eyes as wide as possible, but she could barely make out a feeble until her gaze fell on a man laying on the bed, she knew instantly that the man is Alpha Malik.

She stood at the spot waiting for his command, she rarely saw his face, since Malik lay on the bed, facing downward on the bed.

After a few minutes of a silent ambiance, Malik final