Kiara looked towards the door when Gabe walked in. She had sensed and heard his approach, so it wasn’t a surprise. “Finished eating already?”Kiara nodded. “A...Are you here to teach me cards now?”“Not today, how about we go for a walk instead?”Kiara curled up in the corner, shaking her head. “I-I can’t...he said I can’t leave.”“We’ll get his permission, come on.”Kiara was hesitant, but eventually she stood to her feet and followed him out. A walk sounded nice, but would the alpha really let her go?If he did, then she’d finally get the chance to really see around the pack. What it had evolved to and she’d probably make more friends like Gabe.How nice...Down the stairs she went, her hands clenching the dress she wore as she watched Gabe’s back. His black hair had a little length and it was caught in a short ponytail behind his head. He was tall and built, but the alpha was taller, scarier...if they fought, he’d win...she didn’t want to get him in any trouble.“I-I think we shoul

As soon as Kiara stepped into the living room, she saw Zique, seated in irritation on the couch. “Took you long enough to come inside.”“She was talking to me, that’s why.” Damion confirmed.“Right...” Zique turned away from them and stared at Gabe instead. “What took you guys so long?”“Well nothing much...we just went through the market, we’ll be going on a run next time.”“Next time?”Gabe nodded. “Yeah, next time.” He stood up from his seat. “Damion and I will be leaving now and please bear what I said in mind.”On his way out, he patted Kiara's shoulder. “You too, come on Damion.”Damion groaned. “I never told you I was ready to leave.”“If you come with me, I’ll buy you a pack of condoms.”“I have an everlasting supply of condoms at home, bastard!”“There’s nothing wrong with having even more, come on.”Damion sighed. “Alright that’s true and you’d better buy me food too.”“I will, hurry up.”Damion waved at Zique then turned to Kiara, handing her back the bag of apples after ta

Kiara walked her way into her room, her eyes observing the emptiness inside. She had nothing in her possession but that bag of clothes he had brought her, the bracelet around her wrist and her pride which he had completely shattered last night.She thought she had forgotten about it, but she couldn’t. She could remember it vividly even though it was an unfortunate situation.His eyes had looked down at her so differently and his voice had sounded so sweet when he wasn’t condemning her for being weak.It had made her heart flutter, made her hold on to him even through the pain. It was probably because of the heat, it definitely was...after all, she hated those dark orbs and the scar under the left one and she hated his voice too.That face, she could never confess to liking it either, but last night she couldn’t stop staring. She had observed and memorize every single detail. His round face was just centimetres away from hers, his long lashes almost touching her forehead. Beads of swe

Kiara shuffled back on the floor, but froze when he stooped in front of her. She expected him to curse at her, to call her weak, to tell her to go back to her cage, but instead he grabbed her face and abruptly connected his lips to hers.She would’ve gasped if she could, but she couldn’t even pull away as his lips assaulted hers.They were soft and yet their movements were so rough. Tingles kept shooting up her spine and it wasn’t because she was terrified, it was because it actually felt good.The way his lips suckled on hers, the way his teeth gently nibbled the soft, moist flesh.Kiara couldn’t think of anything else. Slowly; reluctantly, her hand reached for his shirt, tightly gripping onto it, but unfortunately that was when he pulled away. He looked her in the eyes, that same emotionless expression replaced by one that held so much desire. “Open your mouth.”His breaths were heavy, his words sounding so desperate.They confused Kiara, but nonetheless, her lips slipped the sligh

Zique stripped her of her clothes, his eyes scanning her body as though it was his first time seeing it.Her skin glistened under the light; pale and beautiful just like a porcelain doll. Her hair was sprawled out all over his pillow, her face holding so much desperation. He was glad to see that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her...she was scared and yet she was still so willing to let him have a glimpse of the perfection that hid behind her garments.She should’ve shunned him, should’ve told him not to touch her. After what he had done to her this morning, he had expected it, but she surprised him when she gave him the consent to do whatever he wanted.He had f*cked her so hard that she passed out last night, why was she so willing to let him do it again?Why did she trust him?Zique didn’t understand, but did he even want to?All that really matter was the fact that she wanted him. He didn’t have to care why, that wasn’t important.Spreading her legs, he settled between