The Alpha's Possession: The Choice
“Do you really think you ever had a choice, my little one?”
The alpha devilishly asked while kissing the nape of my neck.
“I wish I did,” I whisper, not fighting the blazing trail of kisses down my collar bone.
“Then, stop fighting me. Accept me. I am your alpha, after all.”
“I will never accept you as my alpha nor as my mate.”
“We shall see my little one. We shall see.”
Pearl is at the bottom of her rope. If she doesn’t find a job, she will be out on the streets. Day after day, she desperately hopes to hear at least one, yes, but they turn her away. Some are running from Pearl the moment they hear her name.
Pearl receives a blank envelope with a stamp made of red clay and the initials CH engraved in the center. To her surprise, it is an application to work at Charleston Inn.
Once she discovers the truth, will she ever have a choice, or was this Pearl’s fate all along?
Pearl shifts back and spends a few quiet moments getting to know Hekara. They talk like two teens who have had caffeine all night. I can see that I will need a spare bedroom for sanity when necessary. Randolph already made a joke about the toilet lid. Yea, I put up with that too. It was sort of funny... sort of.