“I don’t know… sometimes I think she doesn’t want to be found… sometimes, I just think I went crazy… like now… I wonder if that perverted asshole just said it to play with my mind… and he actually succeeded… Anyway… I really need some rest, even if I don’t think I’ll get any… Be ready for tomorrow, we’ll have to cover for Max while he can’t work, and I’m counting on you for that... ““Yes, boss,” Eron said, slightly joking. He wouldn’t let himself pass on a chance to cheer up someone he cared for…That’s just who he was… Even if he was so worried.“Heh… you’re funny. OK, talk to you later… and take good care of yourself and of Diwa… I know you will.”“Yeah, I definitely will.”Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Maximilian Fuchs was in his bed, recently sedated and falling into a dip slumber. The pain wasn’t that much, but his complaints, cries, and weird episodes made the medical personnel determine that he was better off sedated. After they discarded the possible permanent damages of
“Yes! Oh, y... yes… Very…. Very much,” Max answered, excitedly panting. “Wha… aaah… what do I… haaa… ve to do?”“Well, that’s very easy… I just need your help on making sure that the man I’m looking for doesn’t have a reason to stay there anymore,” she whispered in his ear, trying to be seductive with her high-pitched trying-too-hard-to-sound-anime-girl voice, but failing miserably, nearly killing the mood that, luckily, the gentlemen and ladies on the bed were making sure to keep up.One of them positioned behind the woman playing with Max’s dick, and got ready to penetrate this lumberjack's virgin back entrance, and the other went to the head of the bed to put his dick in Max’s mouth. Once both men were inside him, he started willingly sucking while moaning, finally letting his mind party with the unique opportunity he was being presented with.And, when he thought he couldn’t feel more pleasure, a thick fog suddenly appeared beside the bed where the small party was taking place, ca
And the call ended without waiting for Orlando’s response. He then started to type a group message in his team chat box and then pressed send as he smiled grimly over the screen. Max put his phone away while his eyes still focused on a spot on the wall, the interrupted erotic dream still fresh in his mind, urging his hand to move faster. “If that Ms. Chin is real or not, I’ll still do my part… mmmphhh... After all, by doing what she asks, I still win… ngggghhhh... Either MY Pretty Boy leaves Diwana for me to take, or I can have both my Diwana and the eye candy new guy.... muhhhhh....” The guy, still alone in the room, closed his eyes and focused on finishing the last part of that dream that for him was amazing, and before he knew it, he was spurting his seed all over the bed. He kept his moans low and almost at a whisper while his climax slowly faded away. The satisfied grin that spread on his face, the bed sheets wet, and his hand still slightly slick from his white, sticky semen
Then, the man who once was known as the Right Hand took his phone out and texted Hiromoto, his old, old friend.“I know why you wanted to know about Jack, and why you know about this village,” he typed, sad for how things were developing at the moment, then hit ‘send’ and continued on his way.“I should have found a way to tell Jack the truth, but if I Did, especially with what he said, I’d not only lose his friendship, but I’d lose Diwana… I mean, the house, and the kids… their company… the new life that I got and started to like, even if I don’t deserve it…”He let out a long sigh and looked around for the last time during his search.The house was safe, but he still didn’t feel good to go back inside the house. He quickly stretched and then started running. That was, after all, a good chance to get to know the village a little bit better.“I probably shouldn’t have let myself get used to this place… to the people around here… but I needed so desperately to feel like this! I finally
Meanwhile, from somewhere inside the packhouse...You won’t go after her? Henkjan, she is our mate… his wolf paced like crazy in his head, talked to him, and tried to reason, but he got no response at all, no matter what he said.Frustrated, Tabashir fought to take control of their body, but Henkjan refused and fought back.“What the hell is going on with you? Don’t you understand that I’m not going to talk about it? That it is her decision, and I’m not interfering, nor am I negotiating. Look, wolf, you can love her as much as you want, but we won’t fail our duties with our Pack, and our Clan for her. If you haven’t noticed, during the entirety of last year, the only thing she has done is to fight us!”You…“What?”She’s fighting you, not me. This is your fault, not mine, and if you care to know, I agree with everything... and I mean EVERYTHING... That she’s fought you for.“The more reason for me to not give a damn fuck about whatever you have to say. I swore to do whatever I had to
Eron kept running, not only through the humble and lonely streets of the village but through all those painful memories within when his life took a turn that he would never have foreseen.But looking back, it would seem that it was all meant to happen. “Remember, you live among humans,” he reminded himself, trying not to go wolfspeed. His aim was to exhaust his body so the pain could transform into something he could handle, and not just remain as a deep and torturous heartbreak… But the memories kept on coming...+++“Get to his side, Andre, and fast!”That was possibly the only occasion in which Eron could say that Virgil lost his cool to the situation that he was currently facing. It was so out of character but a bit... endearing... “Yes, Alpha,” the driver replied, furiously stepping on the gas and getting closer to the roaring bike. However, each time the luxurious vehicle would be about a couple of feet closer, Eron would rev up Scorpia and put a bigger distance between th
“Sorah! What happened?” Jack said, asking his sister, who he found sitting quietly on the last two steps that were part of the porch's stairs that were right in front of the house.The day was sunny but not hot. The breeze made her golden hair flow and dance around her, and playfully, from time to time hit and tickled her face, but she had no reaction at all. Meanwhile, the front door behind her was wide open and when he walked in, the living room was messy, but the rest of the house was intact and in place.“Sorah, what's going on? Are you okay?” he yelled at his sister while shaking her, trying to bring her back to reality, but she was too calm and quiet.Even smiling…“Jack… I saw a superhero today,” she gently told him, in a voice that was barely audible.“What are you talking about? But first, tell me what happened to the house…”“A few guys came by and forced themselves in the house, but then he came… He got between them and me and literally threw them. They went flying out the
It was a small problem for Eron not to know everybody’s names on the lumber camp, even if he vaguely recognized their faces. They kept away from him because they were always with the squirrel leader, and ignored his presence most of the time, much to the newcomer’s satisfaction.Eron's thoughts were rushing through his head, analyzing all the need for this kind of secrecy, Of course, I knew they were fanboys, and with what that one guy said, it confirmed that their boss, the one he called ‘Lord Voldemort’ had to be dear dead squirrel Maxie. So, he wants to find out if the legend is real and if there’s gold in this mine… But, isn’t this part of someone else’s property? I guess they don’t want anyone to know because they don’t want to share, but this is kind of shady… I need to get to know more of that old story about the supposed werewolves around here. These guys aren't smart enough to get to know on their own, based on their convo.And the internal dialogue continued inside Eron's he