ANNATORIA
“What?” Darius asked haggardly, his thrusts increasing and hitting my pleasure spot.
“N-Nothing,” I replied, my mouth hanging open in shock as the memories kept pouring in, taking me back to the start of The Lycan Mission, making me feel the mix of emotions I suffered when I encountered the Lycan of the werewolves.
I wasn’t losing my mind at all…
All of those strange things, all of them are linked to that Lycan. The voices, the cold, the random flash of being kidnapped, the nightmares… Of course… How the heck could I have forgotten everything?
“Ahh,” Darius groaned harder as he pumped his release into me. His passionate touch caressing my back, he softly said, “Annatoria?”
“Huh?” My bewildered gaze flickered to him. “What?”
“You’re acting a bit… strange.”
“Darius…” My c
