“How can I presume?” He appeared astonished. Perplexed, Leo glanced back at Jason and Talia. What is the rationale behind her request? Talia regarded Leo’s perplexed gaze with a faint smile, contemplating why Jason had not instructed Leo to address her solely by her name.
She monitored Jason attentively. He had once more begun excavating a substantial, searing cavity in her visage. If he persisted in this behaviour, she might perceive him as unsettling. She had already been unsettled by his abrupt closeness and kiss. He gazed at her incessantly, as though she were the quarry he was poised to ambush.
As she turned her head towards the window to avoid his stare, she observed a substantial packhouse. They were approaching the Sothis Star Packhouse. As they approached the large white residence, it became increasingly attractive and exquisite.
She now comprehended the reason they were among the most affluent groups. In comparison to this one, the packhouse in which she was raised resembled a playhouse. She remained engrossed in her thoughts and did not notice the car had halted until Jason opened the door for her. All others had already exited.
“Let us proceed,” he stated, extending his right hand towards her, catching her off guard. He had regarded her as if she were invisible and had not spoken to her for most of the journey. He was now extending his hand to her reminiscent of Prince Charming. What was his issue? His civility appeared nearly threatening.
As Talia grasped Jason’s hand, she observed Leo beaming widely. Noticing the odd warmth of Jason’s hand, she instinctively looked up at him. This warmth was exceedingly enticing. How did that occur? Her anxiety and his peculiar behaviour may have rendered her entire body cold.
The car door shut behind her, but the sound did not penetrate Talia’s ears as she recoiled from his arm encircling her waist. Her eyes expanded in disbelief as she gazed at him. What was he doing? She was merely his surrogate, correct? What was the purpose of all this physical contact?
“Let us proceed indoors,” Jason initiated, guiding the distressed woman into the packhouse. Talia preserved her usual composed demeanour, yet she perceived the dominance in his touch. It appeared that he possessed the entitlement to touch her at his discretion. She raised her gaze as he directed her movements. What was the reason for her permitting him to touch her?
“Due to the observation of others,” Jason scrutinised her expression. Talia blushed and diverted her look. Is this male capable of telepathy?
Jessica had prepared the pathway and packhouse for them, precisely as Jason had directed. Only the pack members who participated in the assault on her pack were present to witness Talia.
They were disembarking from the vehicles positioned behind them. They observed every subtle movement and expression of their Alpha and newly appointed Luna. All attention was focused on the couple, especially Jason’s affectionate hug of the beautiful Luna. They had not disclosed Talia’s existence to anyone; Jason would introduce her subsequently.
They were unable to comprehend that a female was in such proximity to Jason and that he had not rejected her presence. Instead, his grip seemed somewhat possessive. He pulled her in as closely as possible. Was he concerned that someone could abduct her?
Talia was enthralled by the mansion’s splendour as she entered the opulently furnished property after ascending a few stairs. She was aware that her surroundings were costly.
Every window in the residence was large and expansive. Notwithstanding the provided lights, the moonlight permeated the living room. Expansive, unique artworks embellished the walls.
The porcelain and crystal vases were peculiar yet attractive. She determined that she would never again overlook these exquisite, costly goods, as it would be virtually unfeasible for her to compensate for their damage. However, I was perplexed as to why there were no family portraits in the residence.
Does he reside independently? Will he and I remain solitary in this vast mansion? Talia’s heart had been pulsating rapidly. Although it would not alter their relationship, she had asked about his family prior to consenting to this agreement. He possessed extensive knowledge about her family and life, yet he remained an enigma to her.
Jason permitted her to progress gradually, sensing her anxiety. He sensed her cold body in contact with him. She harboured suspicions regarding his motives, given the packhouse seemed to be uninhabited. Only Beta Leo trailed behind them.
The Alpha adjacent to her had not relinquished his hold on her waist. What was the reason for the absence of maids? She had only observed the males of the group thus far. Where had all the females disappeared? Talia’s gaze wandered, absorbing her new existence.
“Leo!” A woman unexpectedly sprang at Leo to kiss him. Talia observed a tall, blonde woman engaged in an intense kiss with Leo.
I missed you immensely! She groaned into his mouth. Their passionate interaction had intensified the ambiance in the foyer. Talia had timidity while observing the couple. She identified the blonde as Leo’s partner. She directed her sight to the side, where their impassive Alpha remained.
He was astonished to see her heated cheeks. If observing a solitary kiss might cause her to blush intensely, what would occur if she were to observe a pair engaging in copulation? This was a frequent event inside the pack. Each member was at liberty to conduct their lives according to their own preferences.
