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-Anastasia- One, two, three… four… My aunt had filled four suitcases practically emptying my closet, and I shook my head as omegas brought it out to the king’s car, filling it up. Roman didn’t seem to mind, but I felt mortified in more ways than one because my family also had to witness what she packed in one of those suitcases. I could not look my uncle or Jackson in the eyes, and it seemed like they couldn’t look me in the eyes either. It was just my aunt who was in a cheerful mood, and she came over to me as we stood by the door, hugging me again. “Okay, enough with the hugs. You don’t even deserve one,” I told her. “Why not?” She pulled back and looked at me, shocked. “I think you know why.” “I was only helping,” she said and winked at me. Roman chuckled behind me and I looked over my shoulder and gave him an angry look, but he just smiled at me and ran his hand down my hair, making me feel calm right away. It was not fair he had such an effect on me. It made it very hard t
-Roman- It thrilled me to see my mate standing in our closet putting away her clothes. Yes, it was now our closest. Like it was our bedroom. I would not have different bedrooms like I did with Daphne. No, Ana was moving right in and into the same bedroom as me. She and I wouldn’t be apart even at night, I didn’t want that, and she had surprisingly not argued against me about this. But maybe she had already caught onto the fact I couldn’t be without her, and didn’t want to waste her energy. That was smart of her, if that was what she was thinking. Ana had looked tired at her suitcases as they stood in the closet. She had really not wanted to bring this much, but I didn’t mind. I had enjoyed seeing the tired look on her face because she really looked so cute. Her aunt was a special kind of woman. I very much liked her, and I could see how much she cared for her niece like she was her own daughter. “Do you want some help?” I asked her. Ana looked over her shoulder and shook her head. A
-Anastasia- It had been quite the day, and we weren’t going to work on my family’s mystery death today. Roman decided it would be good for us to spend some time together and we ended up in one of the living rooms after a small late evening walk together. We had two drinks in front of us, and as soon as I sat down, he pulled me closer, so I had my back to his front. He held me close and began stroking my scarred arm with his fingers. I still grew nervous when he focused on that, but what he had done today, kissing the scars like he adored them, had made me a little less self-conscious about it. I was never self-conscious about it when it came to other people. They could talk and whisper about it, but with Roman, it felt different. I… cared what he thought. I had told myself I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t deny I did care. “You really don’t mind do you?” I asked him. “Huh?” “The scars,” I said and held up my hand. I turned my head and saw him smile before shaking his head. “Of course n
-Roman- I was lying in bed when my mate came out of the bathroom, wearing my t-shirt. She had other clothes now to wear, but she had chosen that. Why was that? I smiled, pleased, as I watched her resting on my arm, which was under my pillow. She looked so good wearing it, and when she climbed under the covers, I quickly pounced on her, pulling her closer and kissing her neck and shoulder. “Roman!” “Goddess, it drives me crazy seeing you wearing that,” I whispered. “Your t-shirt?” “Exactly!” I placed a hand low on her thigh, sliding it to her inner thigh and up. “Roman…” “Want me to stop?” She turned quiet, and I proceeded running my hand higher and higher until I found her pussy. She was wearing panties, and I quickly pushed them to the side before I found her clit, rubbing her slowly. “Ah… yes…” she moaned into the pillow, and I smiled at how easily I made my mate respond to me. She always sounded so good. “More?” I whispered in her ear. She nodded, and I quickly got her o
-Roman- My mate kept looking around, suddenly not so focused on the task in front of us. I smiled, though. I found it adorable how she needed to look around and take everything in. She seemed like a small child who had to investigate everything around her and make sure she didn’t miss anything. I knew she wanted answers, but it was clear they suddenly weren’t so important to her. “Like what you see?” I asked teasingly. She focused on me again, looking almost surprised. “Huh?” “My office.” “It’s huge,” she said. I chuckled and nodded. “There’s enough room.” “Enough room? You could fit an army in here,” she joked, and we both laugh. I think the sound surprised us both, and we looked at each other. “It’s good to hear you laugh,” I told her. “Don’t tell my aunt.” “Why not?” “Because she will never stop talking about anything else.” “She just wants you to be happy,” I said. “I know… I understand.” “So, why do you almost judge her for it?” “I don’t…” “No?” Ana crossed her
-Anastasia- Roman looked at me with slightly narrowed eyes and I looked at him, surprised. He looked almost like I was the guilty one, but I had been a child. I hadn’t even made my first change. I couldn’t have torn my family apart, leaving their body parts scattered and their intestines… No, I felt sick just thinking about it. I shook my head slightly and focused on Roman again. “Oh, because a ten-year-old could have killed them all?” I asked him. Roman shook his head. “I just don’t know why you were left alive,” he said. “I hid…” “Where?” “In a closet. It had this deep bottom,” I told him. “But I don’t think they even thought of looking so… so fast it happened.” “And only you made it out?” “We had a big celebration that day,” I said. “My brother’s birthday… He was going to be eighteen… or he was eighteen when it all… happened.” “Fuck…” “Yeah, so most of the members were gathered by the pack house, and the few who weren’t… well, they weren’t spared either,” I told him. “Ho
-Roman- My mate had definitely taken me by surprise. First she had just looked at me like she barely recognized me, and then she had kissed me. I was so shocked by it. Usually, I was the one initiating our kisses. I started them and she, of course, responded to me with the same kind of hunger, but this time she had taken me by surprise. She had kissed me and pushed me back onto the floor. I had not been prepared so I could not stop it, not that I wanted to stop anything. It was fucking fantastic as my mate kissed me hard and then she had begun to jerk me off before taking me in her mouth. She really did learn fast, and she had me coming in seconds and down her throat. It felt fantastic, and I was left with no strength afterwards, just lying on the floor and breathing heavily. She was the one who claimed to feel great, though she had not come. It seemed like I really was helping my mate, when she had her episodes and apparently touching me was even better for her. If that was how it wa
-Anastasia- Roman’s idea was not bad… Oh, who was I kidding? It was brilliant. We could gather all the wolves and lycans again, and while I knew for certain that it was lycans who had done this, Roman wanted to be certain we didn’t rule out anyone. So, it wouldn’t just be a lycan party. There would be lots of werewolves there, too. But we needed a good reason to invite so many people and Roman had one idea which could bring them all together. I refused, though. “No…” “Come on, Ana,” he said, annoyed, as he tried to convince me again that it was a good idea. “I am not being introduced as your queen!” “But are my queen!” he said. “Doesn’t mean I want to be one!” “So, you don’t want to be mine?” he asked, a small warning in his voice as he asked. Careful… remember, we don’t want him to grow suspicious of us! My wolf was right, and I sighed and looked away from him for a moment before turning back. “It’s not that,” I said and saw his anger disappearing. “Oh?” “It’s just…” “Jus