Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lycan's Hunt: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

ANNATORIA “I hope I’m not about to be butchered for coming to the hospital.” His soft voice filled the staircase area. “You think I butcher people?” I questioned after checking the hallway to confirm that nobody else from the office was in that area, keeping an eye on me. Call me weird, I don't care. Many times in the past, those I worked with during my missions were often used as tools to stall me. W.O.O.T. has enemies here and there, so I also have enemies.“If it were legal to carry a sword to kill people you hate, I think you'd do it.”“Wow.” I faced him, my voice dry. “You have me figured out.” I then rested my back against the wall and asked, “Did Mr. Thorne send you?”“Why would he?” His eyes also queried, seemingly searching for a little bit of juicy gist. “Right.” My arms folded. “Why are you here?”“I came to pick up my prescriptions.” He jiggled the plastic bag in his left hand. “Making money is not easy.”“Oh.” I guess it's a relief that he doesn't seem to be lying.

ANNATORIA “You are something else, aren’t you?” A strong accent followed the feminine footsteps that walked up to my desk. I looked up from my map, which made me realise that investigating the company's carpentry unit might be a better place to start my primary mission. It’s the least ideal place for crime to happen, yet it’s the easiest location because of the mighty machines they operate.“Excuse me?” I questioned Seraphina and folded the paper into my palm and looked up to see the woman wearing a sneer that fit her perfectly. “Is there something I can help you with?”She leaned against the desk, her huge eyes super fixed on me. They carried a warning that made me realise that she was about to use words to tear me apart. I know a jobless fool when I see one. A person battling with life would not have time for what she's about to do. “I know you were here last night,” she whispered. I didn't flinch. “So?”“What’s your deal?” “What do you think it is?” “You heard what Darius an

ANNATORIA “Done,” I said as I dumped the paper pile on Kaelen's fancy desk. “What else?”He looked at me, his brows knitted with subtle worry. “You computed the total and uploaded the file to the site?”“Yes.” My arms folded. “It was easy.”“I didn't ask if it was easy, Miss Annatoria.” “Well, it was.” Silence ensued, and I could tell that he was tempted to ask about my father. So, I chose to address it. “About earlier, it won’t repeat itself.”“That would be nice.” Kaelen searched my face, probably looking for a sign to expose how I felt about my father's appearance. “We wasted precious time dealing with that man.”“Precious time won't be wasted anymore because of my issues.” I nodded curtly. “I assure you that.”A shallow breath, and he leaned into his seat. “Would you like a ride home later?”“We’re not friends, Mr Kaelen,” I reminded him.“Nor enemies.”“Exactly. That makes us nothing at all.”“Ouch, Miss Annatoria.” He laughed seconds after. “I am still your boss.”“I didn't thi

ANNATORIA“Uh…” That statement still ringing in my head, my thumb feverishly pressed my lips to stop it from trembling. But that hardly worked because the cold was working hard to make me succumb. However, because it seemed like the strange voice I was hearing was trying to say something, I gathered strength and demanded, “Who… Wh-Who are y-you?”‘Your master,’ it replied, and another shaky breath left me.I must be running mad. “Wh… What?” “Annatoria!” Mr. Thorne’s concerned voice instantly cut through before I could hear a response. As his echoing footsteps rushed closer, the voice in my head departed, taking the iciness with it. “What’s wrong?” Mr. Thorne asked, his knees pressing the ground as he pulled me to his chest. “Uhm…” I shuddered one last time, my eyes closing, then opening. “I uh…” As my heart raced with more confusion, I gently pushed the man aside and got up. “I must have slipped,” I said while trying to ensure that my knees wouldn’t fail again. “What?” Mr. Thorne r

ANNATORIAI was already super turned on. Backing out would simply mean punishing myself because I know that I would become restless. So, despite the insanity of his sensual action, I relaxed and pulled my chair closer. Instantly, his head lifted my gown and his breath raged against my skin, one would think I was wearing something super sexy beneath my clothes. But I was wearing my favourite and only white panties.Anyway, while I was waiting for his next move, I pulled my laptop closer and started to act like I was doing some work. Then, he held both of my thighs, and a sharp gasp left me as he resumed his passionate kisses. Every part of my skin, and I mean, every part, became intensely ignited. If I weren’t conscious of where we were, a moan would have slipped out, and I would have started to dance with an erotic rhythm to show Mr. Thorne that I wanted more. But all I could do was tuck my lips and randomly punch my keyboard while my body savoured how his kisses ascended until I fe