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.
Thorn. Alyssa? I ask, calling her wolf by its name. I am not trying to ask if it is her. I am saying her name, knowing fully well that it’s her. It seems the lantern has gone off and we are both caught up in the darkness. “Aries?” She utters and it is an exchange. It is evidence that Selena is not between our bonds. She is inconsequential to our relationship. Delilah is on my lap, her hands are around my neck and I can feel her breath on my skin. Despite the darkness that has enveloped, I raise my hands to trace the tenderness of her cheeks. Slowly, I lean in to capture her lips and when I’m close enough to taste her lips, Delilah hesitates. She stands from my legs and tries to walk away but it’s too dark. Delilah barges into the table nearby and I rise on my feet to put on the ligh