When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
~ A M E L I A ~ ‘Don’t call me that,’ I tried to say bravely, but failed as I forced myself to take a few steps back away from Everett. I looked towards the balcony doorway, but no one was there for me to grab their attention. Turning my head back, I gasped as Everett appeared right in front of me. He was too good at using his wolf speed stealthily. He towered over me, just as he always enjoyed doing so, ‘Who are you looking for? Someone to come and save you?’ He tilted his head and clicked his tongue, ‘Sounds like I need to train you some more, don’t I?’ It felt like I’d forgotten how to breathe. Once I finally managed to take a breath, the strong stench of whisky tickled my nose. I glanced down to see that Everett was holding a near-empty glass of whiskey. I wondered how much he’d ha