*AALIYAH* The three alphas are bare-chested, displaying their muscular muscles and curly chest hair as we keep drinking. The mood in the room is so overpowered by want and anxiety that it is palpable. Because of the alcohol, when I should be nervous, exhilaration shoots through me.I go for Hudson's pants and gently massage the bulge as I feel it swell up under my touch. I do the same to Hunter and Hector, removing each pair of pants one at a time. I get on my knees to admire the three alphas' bare bodies, my eyes tracing their curves and their large, protruding dicks. I softly stroke Hunter's and Hector's dicks before taking Hudson's in my mouth and giving it a thorough throat fuck while still massaging the others. As Hudson continues to thrust, I open my mouth wider, to accommodate his size. I use my tongue to smear saliva on Hunter's dick while rubbing the other two with my hands. I fondle Hunter's balls, sucking them in one at a time and stroking his shaft while he fucks my mout

*AALIYAH* Three weeks have passed since the wild sex-ling, and I still haven't found myself. It feels like my body systems belong to someone else. Thanks to Nikki and Linda, who always assist me with the majority of things—down to helping me feed myself and get out of bed—I lost my appetite, generally feel weak, and can hardly manage my own activities. Nikki never ceases making fun of the fact that I took on more than I was capable of. Even though the alarm went off hours ago, I'm still in bed, shivering one minute and running a fever the next. When I was meant to have my daily flexibility workout or bath, I was unable to. The three alphas appear concerned, whether because they actually care or because they are unable to enter my body as a result of the disease, but in any event, this illness is oddly what I needed because I have run out of ideas for getting rid of them. Toast to more time! “According to what I overheard Lady Sasha saying this morning, the physician will arrive s

*AALIYAH* Could Nikki be waiting for me at the opposite end of the room? I see her standing there. Possibly, I suppose. She's trying to make up for those lash outs, but she shouldn't worry; I've always known her to be sweet, so one argument won't change anything—not that I didn't deserve it anyway.“How long have you been standing there, Nikki?”“As long as you can envision." She smirks.I encircle her with my hands and take comfort in how warm she is. "Thank you so much, but you didn't have to—I'm not a baby. I'll be all right.""But you're having a baby—our baby," She takes my hand and releases me. "Are you already feeling hungry? Do you need anything?”"Yes, to a degree. The problem is that having a baby is draining me of strength. I massage my flat belly.”"Reason why you need to eat"“True, but without the mixture the chef always adds.”"Ouch! That's a problem now. I never gave it much thought. Been so accustomed to receiving poor care that it seems normal.” After we enter the

*AALIYAH* His masculine frame stands still, surveying the pen that once used to house Jim and Jay. How time flies, from a distance, I can feel his pent-up emotions pouring out, the hurt embroidered in his hard mass.With gentle steps, I approach him. I encircle his solid frame from behind, my tender touch seeking to offer solace. His strong arms find their place upon mine, fingers tracing delicate patterns along my skin. I rest my head upon the sturdy expanse of his back, silently urging him to confide in me"Thanks, Aaliyah," he murmurs. With a tender gesture, he guides my hand upward, bringing it to his lips, his warm breath caressing my skin in a gentle kiss. "They are greatly missed," I respond softly, my voice laden with compassion. He turns, his eyes locking with mine as my arms remain wrapped around his strong frame. "Yeah, if I had the power to change certain things, there's one thing I wouldn't alter: the scars on Hector's chest caused by my claws," His gaze shifts to hi

*THIRD PERSON'S POV* Tension and rage are deeply laced throughout the space. Beta Arlo is pacing in close proximity to the entrance. He is undoubtedly also feeling uneasy due to the recent commotion in the pack.The locks that overlap his brows are now gray, a symbol of distress. He is holding his hands behind him. The door opens, and Lady Sasha enters. She carefully considers each step she takes as she approaches the Beta because she is scared to confront him. Her hands are plainly shaking, and her eyes are on the ground.The Beta throws her against the wall while advancing and wrapping his fingers around her throat before lifting her into the air. He bellows, "You incompetent fool! A mere petty slave was under your care, and you were unable to get rid of her before she developed wings.”"I didn't realize she would exaggerate things," "You never ever know," He silenced her by bringing his free hand to her face. "That you allowed them to entangle with her so tightly, you ought to