Darcy.
I had thought the punishment was going to be something harsh but it was something that I could have gotten done with my eyes closed.
Pushing the curtains opened, I basked myself in the sun, smiling at it even though I couldn’t keep my eyes opened for a long time.
The nature of the sun was harsh on my skin, burning me gently, just like Alpha Anthony. Maybe I shouldn’t have expected more from him.
“A cursed stealer for a ruined possessed man, a perfect match made in heaven.” I scoffed as I vividly recalled his words.
Chris doesn’t look like someone that is ruined or possessed. He didn’t do anything that would have made me questioned his sanity.
He kept hisself calm and I liked that about him. “Should I ask Heath about the scar on his neck?” I asked myself, walking straight in
