NIKKI Days after my release, I stayed indoors to recuperate. Linda did everything she could for me, even those outside her scope of duties, she rendered so long as I was okay like she owed me an eternal debt Linda pleaded with me constantly that I don't miss the ceremony of the Alpha, I had argued that the affairs of this pack has nothing to do with destitute as myself, but she rebuked me and cautioned me otherwise. The rude secrets the wind blew along recently is a lot for me, way too much that I can fathom, and the ceremony? So much was said and identities were revealed, I was sick to the stomach.I stuff a polythene bag with my belongings, even though I came here with nothing. Though I’m happy for the gift of freedom and acceptance, it's time I went to my people, sky knows I weep silently every day knowing I may not see them again.“Hello, dear.” A familiar voice calls.I jolt, surprise that I have a visitor. Apparently, she has been here for like two minutes but I am too preocc

NIKKI I open my eyes, feeling exhausted, and somehow I'm lying on a huge and soft bed. The room is faintly bright and strange.His sculpted physique stands by the window, bare-chested. His hard muscles are alluring. When he turns to face me, I quickly shut my eyes as though I’m still asleep."You're awake.” His rich voice startles me.I tighten my lids, hoping it is a wild guess.“Nikki, you look beautiful when you sleep, I would remain here as long as they remain shut.”I sigh, aware he's caught me red-handed. My frail form spring up, sitting up in bed facing his hard mass, soft linen settling on my lap."You're half-naked,” I whisper, trying not to chew my lower lips in front of him.“And we're even.” He grins.I look down, to see a pair of big, firm, and luscious boobs bare and pink nipples that are peering at his hard muscles. Shit! I lift the bed sheet over my bosom, embarrassment washing away my pride. "You shifted before us all and collapsed. I brought you in here, there's n

NIKKI Noise from afar grows louder, as they get ready for the ceremony. Chris requested to bathe me, he had my bath ready and asked that I relaxed. I step into the cosy bathtub, the scent of the flower soap appealing. “You’re nature’s best piece.” He admires my nude frame underneath the water. His hands do more of caressing and squeezing, than actually sponging my skin. "I knew you were up to no good when you asked to bathe me.”“What do you have in mind?” His eyes are on me as his fingers work their way to my bottom.I tremble, clapping his hand on my thighs and the warm water feeling cold in minutes, Goosebumps on my skin.“Relax.” He whispers.I don't trust him, but I obey without deliberation.He leans forward, covering the distance between us as he deep kisses me while messaging my sore cunt.Just what I needed, I moan.“Your moan is like music to my ears, you will make me do what you imagined earlier.”"What?" I indulge his evil."This..." He rubs the orifice of my vagina, g

AALIYAHSince last night, I've been having this excruciating pain that consumes my being from the inside, as though it would snap me open from the inside out. It's stronger than the regular pain of depleted energy, and annoyingly different. Hunter couldn't sleep, he spent the whole of the night giving me head-to-toe massages and tummy rubs and filling my energy, what scared him the most is the spike in my temperature, I’m running a high-grade fever.“The physician is almost here, honey. We should go to the waiting room.”"Take me to the theatre.” My breath is slow and hard as I constantly inhale deeply."He needs to examine you and...”“I’m in labour.” I affirm.His expression is a mix of strong emotions; confusion and bliss and every other blend of anxiety. I've never seen a woman give birth, my mama never lived to give me a sibling, nor was I decent enough to watch the midwives assist women in distress, and knowing that I’m in labour is only but natural. "No matter what Hunter, do

SHELLY His coarse hands guarded my delicate frame as I sat on his lap and laid on his firm bosom, I was young, fourteen years old to be precise, and as proud as I was to be my papa’s daughter, I would jump on him whenever he came back from work. He would get me sweets and chocolates and every damn thing a child craved for. To be honest, I was the dream girl my peers wanted to be like and I never seized to rub it in their faces... I wish I still can.My mama was always away, either to pick food items or go visit a friend or just take a stroll, but barely was she ever at home. My papa was the only one that gave me due attention and spoilt me like the princess I was, hence I was completely vulnerable with him, not like anyone expected different from a fourteen-year-old.Tenderly, he stroked my hair and whispered nice words to me. I smiled, lost in my fantasies of having Wild Crest Pack's most loving papa. When I was with Aaliyah, it was papa this and hardly mama that, to be fair, I abu