Hazel MooreI was in my room, the familiar walls closing in on me as memories of my brother and mother swirled in my mind. The weight of their absence pressed down on me, and tears flowed freely down my cheeks. The grief was relentless, an ache that never seemed dull.My mind drifted back to Ethan,
Morana Ambrose.After having dinner, I returned to my room, the weight of my conversation with Hazel settling heavily on my shoulders. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it for a moment, feeling the sadness wash over me. Hazel and Rowan, two people I loved dearly, were both hurting, and th
Morana Ambrose.Adrian immediately pulled back, concern flooding his golden brown eyes. "Morana, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice gentle but urgent. He moved away, giving me space, his hands held up in a gesture of reassurance.I scrambled to sit up, my body trembling uncontrollably. The room spun
Adrian BlackthroneThe next morning, I woke up early, my mind still reeling from the intensity of what I did to her body. Her moans, the taste of her, every moment replayed in my head, driving me to distraction. I couldn't shake the memory, and it made focusing on my work almost impossible. Every th
Adrian BlackthroneI wanted to be gentle, but fuck gentle, and I kept thrusting my tongue into her wet, slippery pussy. Morana’s moans grew louder and louder, wave after wave of pleasure hitting her. I squeezed her pussy, and she was so slippery against my palm that it took everything I had not to s
Adrian Blackthrone. “Adrian?” It was Derek’s voice from the other side of the door. “We need to discuss the meeting with the pack.”I let out a frustrated groan, resting my forehead against Morana’s. Her eyes were wide, filled with the same mix of frustration and lingering desire. “We’ll continue t
Adrian Blackthrone. After the meeting concluded, I could hardly contain the urge to rush to Morana. My heart ached for her, the longing to finish what we had started in my office consuming my every thought. The anticipation of being with her again was almost unbearable. I hurried out of the office,
Morana Ambrose.The funeral was brief yet heavy with sorrow, with a heavy cloud of grief and tension hanging over the pack. Benjamin and his wife had been well-loved and respected throughout the pack, and their loss was a sharp, cutting wound that would take time to heal. Pack members whispered amon