Episode 002
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SHIRLEY POV
She wrapped her hands around his neck and muttered quiet words into his ears.
Tremblay pulled off from her hands and nodded sideways to her.
"Let's not do this today; I'm stressed." Tremblay posited and directed his gaze towards me.
I could tell he made that proposal because of me.
He felt I was uncomfortable.
"It's okay." I gave a wry smile. "I'll be okay," I added and nodded in affirmation to show Tremblay I support him.
Tremblay walked back to me and took hold of my hands.
"Are you sure you don't want me here by your side this night?" He questioned.
"It's tradition. Besides, she's just a breeder; she'll be out of our lives as soon as she has a baby." I mentioned those words to clarify the odds of her staying.
Her eyes looked fiercely at me.
She's definitely not the nice type.
I wonder how Tremblay hooked up with her?
Something is not right.
She's not even the type that Tremblay's taste goes for.
Why has she suddenly become the option he chose to infuse his sperm into?
I wish I could just bear him a son. If so, then I wouldn't have to worry about having a stranger on my husband's rod.
Tremblay gave me a kiss and then walked out of the room with Evelyn.
I heaved a sigh of relief and lay on the bed.
So he left with her anyway.
I never meant those words I said to him.
Of course I hate it that he is going to sleep with another tonight.
I've heard many tales about how a simple breeder ends up taking charge of the Alpha's heart, thereby becoming the Luna.
Should I trail after them to see what is going on?
No, that would be immature.
I'm just being too anxious. But I won't say it's entirely my fault, will I?
I tiptoed in the lobby towards our room, where I expected the s*x mate to be.
I just couldn't stop myself from coming to see.
I got to the door that appeared locked and stood still.
Leaning on the way, I placed my ear close to the door to eavesdrop.
I could hear moans and grunts from the room.
They've started so soon already?
Is this how he craves for this so much?
They have just left my place a moment ago, and now they are both naked and unto each other.
I listened attentively to the quick grunts Tremblay produced.
He's f*****g her really fast.
He would get exhausted in a moment of time.
Tremblay has never lasted up to an hour in bed. He usually pushes himself to fast during intimacy, which makes him lose his energy.
His actions will only make Evelyn see him as a weakling.
I rolled my eyes as the moans seemed to be getting on my nerves.
I leaned against the wall and made a slide to the ground.
My eyes darkened and tears clouded thereafter, but I held back my tears.
I only sniffed and wiped my eyes.
Maids came passing by with blankets on their hands.
Seems they were off to drop it in a room.
I stood up quickly, pretending to have fallen as I made a faint cry.
One of the maids offered to assist me.
"Sorry, my lady," she sympathised and gave me a hand.
"Thank you," I muttered gently and heaved a sigh of relief.
The maid's eyes suddenly fixed on the door.
She could hear the moans from the bedroom. She directed her gaze back to me and realised I was staring at her.
She gave a bow and walked away quickly with the other who waited for her.
When she looked at me earlier, I could see a pitiful gaze.
She pitied me.
I hate to put it that way.
I just can't take the fact that Evelyn is just a mere breeder.
I suspect there's something they're both hiding from me.
I have to find out what it is that they're keeping a secret.
The door opened all of a sudden, revealing Evelyn behind it.
A towel was wrapped around her waist while she held the door.
My eyes escaped through the opening beneath her arm, where I saw Tremblay lying on the bed naked.
He lay there looking helpless and tired.
I see the look on Evelyn's face. She was disappointed, as I had foretold.
She smirked at me and then closed the door back.
I even heard the sound of the bolted door.
I gasped and walked away from the room.
Tonight, I guess I'd be sleeping in the abandoned room again.
As I strolled out of the lobby to the room upstairs, the thoughts of Tristan's touch suddenly flooded my mind.
His touch was so different.
The kiss and the passion he gave were like nothing Tremblay has ever displayed.
I wish to have another moment with him.
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