The outside breeze was tempting. Alyna wanted to lower the window and feel it on her skin. To get rid of the growing burn in her body.
She stopped herself from doing so because there was a high possibility that soon she'll want to jump out of the window if it was left open as a choice.
“I understand your fear, Miss Westwood. Don't be afraid, you won't be asked to leave. However, I do have some favours to ask in exchange.”
Alpha Eiran never made a loss and he didn't plan to make one anytime soon.
His business endeavours were as successful as his rules implemented on the pack.
When he dipped his fingers into the life of Alyna Westwood, he lost a night's worth of sleep over it.
How could an individual's life be so fulfilling and wretched at the same time?
There was a living example rig
