greeted the m

im with a simple nod, an aura radiatin

r report. "Alpha, Miss Rosasile is still quite weak, but

n't change, but he

oming to

graceful and swift, faster than

e blink of an eye,

of the forest on a rainy day, and it replaced the smell of sterile ch

y hair, I saw his black leather shoes stop right next t

at me! I didn't nee

," he co

e and sent shivers through my whole body.

His hand had already stretched toward my face. His fingers were

Rosalie, stop focusin

n on my chin, his fingers strong and

rly not a p

was grateful that my long, loose h

," he comma

tion, I lifted my

se-no one dared to

low around him, and I couldn't help but think

ned, jet-black eyebrows. He was frowning, a

I was that prey, trembling, wondering whether the next second he would just swoop down and se

eathe. The only sound I could hear was a rumbl

and I half-flinched-I was expecting a slap to land on my face, as that was what my father wo

. I just barely manage

the slap

my face. My hair tickled my cheeks, and I smelt the gen

scanned over my own, as if he was

devour lives at any time. But now, when he looked at me closely, the waves of ange

ear and anxiety faded away-only t

I was seven at that time, and my mother's laughter and my father's non-deterrent reproaches ran

l gone. L

on a hospital bed, wearing a white dress that was gifted by her mother as a symbol of

o cry, but

to suppress the moan that wanted to escape fr

let go of my face, and took a step back

musk left me and pulled me back fr

lp

to ask him... Rosalie, I told

and asked the question t

money you gave my father?" I quickly stammered out. "I'll work

s in the hospital bed, willing to chas

turned around, raising his eyebrow. H

to know that everyone was wat

repeated

rossing back. I felt the air shift be

ntentionally slide slightly closer to him, and the closen

tance between us shortened,

d him t

ster. Fear, attraction, uncertainty, desire... A

u?" he whispered. His voice

sounded, though... my instinct

ntly, not sure if I wanted to

p in my gut telling me

he would say next would take

ve here is to bear a

ody and my emotio

ing the hair off of my cheeks agai

a breeder..

d through my mind, and

eemed to want to remember all the details

g the goods he