34: Domestic Sham

1933 Words

A robe was placed next to Faith on Magnus' spacious bed, the Head Alpha himself nowhere in the room. Faith showered quickly, feeling sticky and gross from the dried sweat and bodily fluids on her. She used Magnus' shampoo and soap. She wrapped the thick, blue robe around her body, surprised that its size was just right for her body. Faith did not bother brushing her hair as she made her way to the grand staircase barefoot. Just as she had reached the top step, she spotted two figures at the end of the staircase, whispering in hushed tones. Magnus was shirtless, only wearing black pajama bottoms. He had his hands on his hips and, though Faith could not see the alpha's expression, his posture gave away that he and the other person were having a disagreement. The violet and red marks

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