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Chapter 2 Trapped in his Gaze

Word Count: 1202    |    Released on: 28/05/2025

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looking in the direction of the w

ze her and lock her up. The Al

I was shoved to the ground, a he

a deep voice g

et me go, and I promise nobody will know abo

Take her to the cells. "Let's see what she k

her deep voice that sent s

or. I was visibly shaking as I was shoved, and I tripped agains

rushed through me. He hissed and turned me ar

s met my hazel ones, h

f my heart in my ears, and for a moment, he felt familiar to me, like I

eyes roamed around his

cle in his body and left nothing to the imaginat

ck while some tendrils of it escaped and framed his f

ar my eyes off his unn

m in waves, and somehow I felt a sense

y body too, making me

nd then another, as if a forc

shed against his massive chest and I sh

process what was happening, he framed my face with his very lar

easure shot up my body and pooled in my groin. I

is bright blue eyes darken

an aphrodisiac. I bit my lips as ano

s man that made me l

is gesture trying to st

o look down so I would stop feeling all

d violently, the action making me stum

tion of the shove and

and extremely beautiful, she kn

e her an air of mystery. She had curves in all the rig

ouch the alpha?

on her," the man in front of me

" she s

s voice was thunderous, as if mingled with that of a wild bea

beside him. She nodded and bowed he

his hand out to

come from"? He aske

for the food", I pleaded, looking him straight in the eyes even when my insides s

t crap"? He thundered, advancing

er is going on here. It wasn't intentional, and I'd just leave if y

ho attacked me earlier accused. By this

y ponytail let go of my arm

go," he t

was finally going t

ing. I was never in this park today and I promis

h his deep voice, and I took to

he sun had dipped, and it

or was waiting for me. It felt like I was in

but the landlord had already flung my scanty prope

ose to my tattered luggage, buried my face in my

ong I stayed there

presence behind me and a familiar scen

f cloth soaked in some potent substance pressed

sneeze uncontrollably. I tried to s

ing the orphanage was a mistake. Maybe she was right, maybe I was fated to be forgotten this way.

as darkness enveloped me

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