Cecilia slowly opened her eyes and stretched pliantly, which made her voluptuous breasts all the more obvious. She then pouted and said, “You’re making fun of me again, Alpha.”
Toby spread his legs wide, allowing her to sit in his arms. He caressed her waist with his fingers now and again.
He lowered his head to kiss her on the chest, looking intoxicated. “Who can hold back when they see you sleeping while dressed like this?”
In response, Cecilia buried her head in his arms and hummed at the comfort.
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and said anxiously, “Luna Joyce was yelling so loudly the night before yesterday. Has the pup fallen sick? Even though I know that she must have had a hard time giving birth to the pup, I’m still envious that she could carry a pup for you, Toby.
“If I could do the same, I’d feel blessed no matter how much I had to suffer.”
Blessed, she said?
At that moment, I, Joyce Dryden, had long become a ghost floating next to them.
As for the basement, the entire space was stained red with blood.
I had been desperate to get out because my pup was burning up with fever. As such, the basement walls were heavily marked with deep gouges that I had carved out with my wolf claws, to the point that my claws had broken off and gotten stuck in the gouges.
