Oh, they are so cute. I’m going to die. Emma is fast to run to my side and takes my hand confidently. I giggle, caressing her hair as we start walking around the pack lands leisurely. The children are chatting happily, and Astrid as well as Celeste can show me where some places are situated and
Artemisia “It’s lovely to see that you are getting along again.” I’ve just stumbled back onto the gravel path after tearing myself out of his arms with the last resolve I could find, as Celeste comments on our encounter happily. I don’t want to let the rumour spread about how fucked up it reall
Shaking my head, I feel like a tentacle wrapping around my heart. “This is just awful.” She nods, agreeing with me before we fall silent. The gravel scrunches underneath our shoes, and I listen to the little children blabbering happily as we continue to walk along the river. "To answer your qu
Artemisia “Where the fuck have you been?” Logan glares at me from the top of the stairs. I scoff, forcing a smile as I walk up to him. “Good evening to you too, Logan.” He exhales through his nose while he frowns. “Where have you been so long? You were supposed to finish with the pups about
“Do you have a lot of things to do tomorrow morning?” he asks smugly, and I purse my lips while shaking my head. “Then it’ll be alright.” I lift my nightwear into the air. “I’ll set them down real quick.” “Sure, make yourself at home,” he says, making my heart bloom. Stepping into the bedro
ArtemisiaBy the moment his lips finally claim mine, I become his hostage fully. He pulls me down onto the lounge sofa and shifts to have me lying beneath him. I moan against his lips as he moves his leg between mine and his knee further up, making me spread them for him. Oh, Goddess. Our glasse
Artemisia“What are your plans for today?” Logan’s smoky morning voice gets me to look up at him. He is lying on his back while I’m resting my head on his arm. “I promised Alberta to help her with the sewing work for the costumes for the summer ball to celebrate the solstice.” “You can sew?” he as
“What happened?” I ask as I walk towards him with teary eyes. He opens the door to his quarters and lets me slip in under his arms. “Come, let's talk.” Stepping into his living room, I cross my arms and turn back to look at him, without being able to admire the elegant beige interiors, mixed with