"Under the celestial realm, a whole different cast of creatures alight the scene. Long into the night, chorusing cicadas and crickets, honking geese and basso toads, break up the stillness of the evening, while the understated beauty of the luna moth, along with bats, owls, and fireflies, flit and flap about. He stood there, at the center of the frozen lake. Surrounded by the white and glittering winter paradise of cold snow. Still, calm, with his head full of pale silver strands of lustrous hair that reached his thin almost delicate waist tilted slightly upward as his gaze fell to the cold sterling orb above. Lashes fluttering as his overcast eyes looked off into a distanced memory not known to anyone but him. He smiled. A soft, smile of unhidden sorrow and longing. He was ethereal, beautiful in every sense of the word. One that'll dangerously draw you in until you won't be able to get out anymore.
He's the phantom of the moonlit nights. The Silver Ghost. An existence so breathtaking yet fragilely unreal.
One second he's there, but a fleeting breath later and he's gone."
"You are mine cherry, only fucking mine do you understand that?"
his words were like music to my ears . I looked so small in his embrace I wanted to hold him and melt then and there. He was dangerously close so close that i almost touched his nose.
this is not right, I can't do this he is my alpha my commander.
Suddenly I was pulled on his lap and he was holding my waist like his life depended on it . there were butterflies in my stomach. a tingling sensation everywhere on my skin where I felt his touch. he was killing me slowly. oh , how i wanted him to strip me naked and take me then and there .