"How could fate be so mean to me? How could you molest someone in her sleep? How could you take advantage of an innocent woman who has done nothing wrong?" Amelia reprimanded as she was confident Reagan had done something with her body.
She curled herself into a ball on the cold floor, and her body shook from the agony enveloping her entirety as she cried her heart out.
Reagan was displeased that the silly woman would consider him a molester above cuntless other names he had and could be tagged as. But, his lips curled up in amusement as he stared at the sorrow-stricken figure on the floor, who hadn't realized how much aura she was exuding in her fit of conflicted emotions. She had no wolf but was emitting such a potent aura. And she was the first to ever label him as such. Very inter
