She belongs to the Alpha

9

She was afraid and of course she should to know where she is and how she holds her.

-Ferbela-the nymph trembled as she had said her name and the way she was looking at her, it was insane and full of lust.

What was going on? She wondered, she tried to look away, but her cheeks betrayed the blush as her body burned, she shook her head, she couldn't have those sensations.

He is Diago Wells, the nymph got engling, biting her tongue to avoid shaking and avoiding the tingling of her belly.

She let go of the one who saved her, took awkward steps and a little disoriented trying to breathe even with the difficulty of controlling herself, she was magical but not even so she was not saved from the simplest deaths and for her it was the day she would die either by the water or for him.

She is so unlucky that he appeared to help her, of all he must have been Diago Wells, the wolf who hates her.

"You should be careful nymph," she turned around scared at the hoarse voice. "I shouldn't be here, much less alone. Do you know what I mean? Or is it that your silly boyfriend didn't warn you, when they step on HasHill, it's as if you belonged to him from the first breath—Ferbela, I look around her, and the sinister wind cornered her.

"I appreciate your help, and I know I shouldn't set foot on your lands, I have to go," she had to leave as soon as possible. "A... Goodbye." she was fearful.

"You're right, you shouldn't be here, least of all in these lands," his alpha voice suddenly stopped her, "Except you."

Ferbela's fiery eyes saw the wolf who was looking at her, she knew him perfectly well, and feared him, she looked where he was now in the lands of HasHill. And his warning could be aspiring danger.

The son of the alpha Patrick, Diago Wells, cursed Ferbela, remembering the threat of a long time ago.

"I have to go, as you yourself say except I don't..." she replied fearfully, especially the way she looks at her, feeling too small.

She covered herself more, and now she cursed herself for wearing that dress, which transparent everything, her soaked body didn't help at all. Much less that I was away from everything and only she was there with that wolf.

"Go away," the wolf took a step, he had a bad taste in his mouth from arguing with his fiancée, but seeing the nymph tremble seemed funny to him. "Where?" lurking stealthily, especially the image he was giving.

Ferbela's chest was agitated and Diago's gaze kept seeing him, he smiled maliciously, a few minutes ago he had it on his chest stirring and of course it was a wolf and his c**k was hard thanks to the trembling of his body. He was never left with desire. She under the view, her dress pierced her skin showing her breasts and her erect n*****s from the cold, like her intimacy, she reacted covering herself, but the wolf only smiled approaching.

"Are you going to cover yourself?" I'm roarsely ironic. "Don't you think it's too late to do it?" I've seen everything you're wearing and that you only cover with a thin cloth, the nymph only seeks to provoke, dressing like that, what goes through your head, or is it that you've only done it for him—Ferbela looked at him and just looked away, giving the answer to Diago—Of course it's not like that for him, the best according to you.

"Of... What are you talking about?"

"You're going to say it's a lie, that for your witch's eyes Steve is the best," she didn't know whether to answer, but she had to show that she wasn't afraid.

"I don't know... Where you want to get with that, but if you've heard it, it must be true, he's better, he's not a beast." I notice Ferbela's gaze between provocation and challenge. "Something I don't... I can't say about you.

—Ferbela de Hasreveland wishing the best of the Wells, your greed to have everything, isn't it, committed to one and wishing for another, tell me how this is going to end Ferbela.

"No!" she shouted with her hands outstretched. "I... I'll go... I have to go," she stepped back. "Please... just... Just don't look at me, and I don't know what you mean.

"Leay?" See you? Because you will leave without paying to save yourself, that's how your people are - and she stopped suddenly. - Even Wells we like to be thanked by Ninfa.

"To...Pay..." the nymph opened her eyes so wide when she felt how he touched her collarbone. "I must... Pay...

"If you pay," I notice how he licks his lips. "I know you're smart and I know you can do it."

"I... I don't have to pay..." Diago shrugged his shoulders without importance, trapping his arm tightly.

"I've never been with a nymph, how it will feel to split your ass, or I'll settle for a blowjob" Ferbela's eyes opened feeling disgust "But you know that I never settle for little I like to get to the end" I confess with a whisper in her ear "You tremble, a serious mistake nymph, you only feed the beast.

"For... For... Please... I... I'm Bremman's fiancée," she whispered as soon as her voice was heard.

"The fiancée of a Wells who wants his brother, you think no one knows, her protégé tell me what she will do after she finds out that you let yourself be f****d by a Wells and of course he is not the fiancé, come on answer I will break your ass on this earth as a witness" he growls, throwing her to the ground, and settling in the middle of her, Ferbela squeezed her eyes, her hands scratched the earth while HasHill's alpha destroyed her clothes "You must pay, come on, don't look bad to the family.

NO! Please, don't touch me, don't do it, I'll pay... Not like that... - I beg, but I don't care about the lack that I continue to love her breasts.

"I know how this is going to end, Ferbela, f****d by another Wells a nymph always pays her debts, although I can say that you yourself have offered yourself, I can already imagine Stev's face, the best. He is not the best!" I AM THE BEST OF THE WELLS DAMN NYMPH! - growled the wolf running his face with his tongue. - I AM THE BEST OF ALL THOSE BASTADOS.