To Pariston, Cheadle was but a perfectionist: process-oriented and boring. Cheadle, remembering Pariston's threat against her term as Chairperson, decided to take things to a different level, and everyone's surprised. Her hate for Pariston fueled her, but will she lose herself in the process?
"... Isn't that... My shirt?" "Huh?! Then how did it end up in my locker?!" We both froze, my face turning red as I looked down at the baggy material. How could I not have noticed? And why did he have to walk in just now? Christian watched me, his face slightly red as he moved closer. I closed my eyes, waiting for t...
"MINE" he growled into my neck. Inhaling my scent deeply, my wolf whimpered under his touch. Electrifying feels going up and down my body. "Mine" I repeated slightly confused, his eyes flashed a bright red, and I knew right than that I was his. He kissed me, I took little time to respond kissing him harder. He wouldn'...