Chapter 188 – Messages Home

Selene

“What do you mean, you’re working with Frederic?” | de mand, not believing my own ears.

“He wants to help.” Helene insists, rubbing my arms in an attempt to soothe me.

“Helene, he tried to destroy our lives.” I remind her, “he let Arabella try to kill me, he murdered Gabriel and tried to assas inate Bastien, he locked his own mother in a basement and would gladly do the same to me.”

“Yes, he did.” Helene agrees, “you’re right. But he’s also in love with you.”

“Oh please,” | scoff, “He doesn’t even know the meaning of the word.”

“Which isn’t his fault.” Helene reminds me sternly, “And beggars can’t be choosers. We need all the help we can get.” She glances at the door, making me worry she senses some one coming – someone my keen ears cannot hear. “I’m not saying I trust him or think you should befriend him when this is all over,” she continues. “I’m simply arguing that right now we don’t have a lot of options, and whatever schemes he might get up to the rest of the time, he’s saved you once be fore.”

“So you’re saying we don’t have a choice.” | summarize bleakly.

“He’s the one who connected me to the rebels,” She re

minds me, “and they’re Bastien’s ticket to freedom.”

“Fine.” I agree sullenly. “But I don’t like it.”

“Your objection is noted.” Helene smiles warmly. “I need to be going soon. Is there anything you need?”

Wracking my brains, | skip past all my pleas for a rescue and hopes to be reunited with Bastien, and land on the task which can actually be accomplished in the little time we have. “Can you get a message to Drake and Aiden?” | request, “tell them what’s going on, send Lila my love.”

“Of course, darling.” Helene promises, eyeing me as I work myself up to tears thinking about my poor pup. “Don’t worry, Selene. You’ll be back home with her before you know it.”

sniffle,

Sophie

clenching my fists in the sheets pooled around my

swollen clit with his talented tongue and thrusting his skilled fingers into my clenching sheath, rubbing against my g-spot. Now, however he’s pulled back, lazily licking

my love?” He purrs, sending delicious vibrations through my intimate

teasing me!” I beg, shamelessly

towards his mouth.

making me feel

it’s mean!” | complain, “I don’t

Alpha is kissing his way up my body, pausing to nibble his mark before claiming my lips in a deep kiss, “That’s because I’m in charge, little lamb. Your pleasure belongs to me.” He declares when we part,

argue, batting my lashes. “I de serve a

touch, tangling my fin gers into his dark hair in an attempt to hold him in place. It doesn’t do any good, instead he simply switches breasts, lav

could squeeze my thighs together to relieve the ache at

got you, baby.” He croons, stroking my

but I hate it when he makes me wait this way, espe cially since our time is increasingly limited these days. I love Lila, but

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soon, we’ll get interrupted, and I’ll have missed

he has all the time in the world. As far

on my needy sex, stroking and kissing me in all the right places. Before long I’m writhing and begging in

Drake lined up his hard cock with my soaked channel, teasing his head against my entrance. I whimper, grasping his hips and trying to pull him inside me. “Greedy girl.” He croons, easing just his tip inside and letting me feel the stretch before easing out

please!” | exclaim again, beside myself

fangs and finally thrusting into me and spearing me to the hilt. I was so worked up that this was all it took. Throwing my head back with a cry of relief, my tight inner muscles clench and spasm around his thick length,

slamming his hips into mine and watch ing me like a starving man might stare at

as he claims me roughly, rolling his hips into mine and rub bing the flared mushroom head of his huge member into that sensitive spot

our tongues tangle deliriously. No sooner has he rolled off of me and pulled me halfway onto his chest, that a knock sounds on our door, and Lila’s little voice travels through the wood to our ears,

right there, Lila bean!” Drake replies, his voice

do know that if we have one of our own, this will be every day.” I say, snuggling into his warmth, “you won’t be

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