~Tamia~
Sylvester took off his clothes, leaving his boxers on and lay on the bed facing up and resting his head on his hand. He looked to the side and smiled at me. He motioned me to join him in bed.
"Come on, Green-eyes. I want to hold you," He said, and I smiled.
I took off the joggers and left the T-shirt on.
It was big, and I had nothing under it.
I climbed into bed, and he sat up to hold me.
"That was intense down there, right?" He asked, kissing my neck, and I nodded.
"So, do you always solve cases like this?" He asked me, and I laughed.
"Never solved a murder and mutiny case in my life," I said, and he pretended to be shocked.
"You mean I have an amateur on the job?" he asked playfully, and I laughed.
"You are then charging too much, green-eyes," He said.
"I will charge you more," I said, and he tickled me.
I laughed so hard and used the pillow to hit him.
His wolf flashed, and I found it sexy.
I stopped laughing, and my eyes roamed his body. I looked at his muscles and his tattoos. The tan on his skin and Kaira purred in my head.
"Drooling, Green-eyes," He said with a smirk, and I looked away, giggling.
"All yours," He said and hugged me, pulling me close and kissing me on my lips.
I moaned gently, and he growled lowly turning me on.
I wanted to get into it, but I needed to tell him what I was thinking first.
"I want to share something with you," I said quietly, and he nibbled my ears, making it hard for me to compose myself. I moaned, and he put his hand under my T-shirt.
"I want to speak to you," I said between moans as he caressed my clit with his thumb. My body was coming apart, and he looked into my eyes as he rubbed my clit gently.
"Tell me," he said with lust in his eyes, and I could not speak. He wasn't playing fair.
"I wanted to taste you all day, green eyes," he said with his dark wolf eyes, and I gently nodded, telling him he should go ahead. Spreading my legs wide, he went to work.
I did not know what had happened to me, but I came immediately, and he smacked my clit gently.
"That is naughty, Green-eyes. I wanted it to last longer," He teased, and the truth was, how could I when he had already got me worked up before he delved in?
I went on top of him to ride.
I placed him inside me, and he filled me up and guided my body as I moved up and down on his cock. He worshipped my breast, and everything was heightened.
We were at it for a while, and soon we finished.
I lay beside him, trying to catch my breath, and he looked at me.
"You wanted to tell me something," He said, and I laughed.
I managed to sit up because what I wanted to say was serious.
He sat up, too and smiled.
"I do not want you to take offence to what I am about to say. It is just a hunch, and I could be wrong." I said, and he smiled.
"You can never offend me, Tamia." He said, and I smiled at him.
"It is about Jenny and your mother," I began.
"That was why I held my tongue downstairs," I said and looked at him.
"As much as you will want Theodore or Marcel to be in on this, I think we should investigate your mother's part in this between us so that no damage is caused. We need to investigate the allegations made, and once we have enough, you should question your mother in private," I said, touched his hand, and used my thumb to gently rub the back of his hand to calm him down.
"I am sure no woman would go through half of what your mother did and not snap. Your father treated her like shit. He tried to replace her with his fated, then forced her to be his fated's midwife. He cheated on her, killed most of her family members and crippled them by forbidding her from representing them on the council, almost wiping them from existence just because he wanted to divorce and replace her. He didn't stop there; he had an affair with her best friend and tried to take her family seat from her by depriving her child and giving it to his bastard—the son of the woman that caused your mother so much pain. There is just so much a woman can take, and these are just a few things she had been brave enough to share. When I look at Stephanie, she looks like a battered woman that has learned to cope by living in denial. I am sure she must have snapped and tried to push back somewhere along the line, Sylvester," I said, and tears formed in his eyes. He fought them, but they came.
"I never thought of it this way, Tamia," he said, and I snuggled into his arms to help him relax.
Listing out what his mother had been through, the reality hit home for him. It would hurt anyone.
"She never really told us any of these things, Tamia. She only spoke praises of him and told us how he loved her," He said, and I could understand Stephanie's reason.
She needed them to be proud of their father.
She did not want to ruin his image for them. She did not want to spoil their memory of him.
"Your father might have been a wonderful man to you and your brother, and she did not want to spoil your memory of him," I said, and he sighed.
"I guess so. He was really fun and spent so much time with us. I knew of the Harem, but since it was tradition, my mother did not seem to be bothered about it. I let it be. I would have confronted and challenged my father if I had known she was going through half of the things you had listed. If I didn't, I am sure Dominic would have. He loves her that much. If Dominic knows half of this, he will be mad," Sylvester said, and I sighed.
"I think he might know Sylvester. He was alive during the time of Alissa. He must have noticed the changes. Even if he did not know of her, he must have noticed that your father was different towards your mother," I said, and he giggled.
"I doubt he knew. My mother kept it hidden. I am sure he did not even know of Alissa. My brother worshipped our father. He sees him as perfect, hence why he went to war to avenge his death. He loved our father and spent more time with him than I did," He said, and I sighed.
"I guess your mother did a good job of protecting your innocence, which brings me back to the point that she must have snapped somewhere down the line," I said and turned to him.
"We will get to the bottom of it, but we must keep my mother's investigation a secret. I do not want her to get in trouble," He said gently, and I nodded.
"Neither do I. She has been through enough, and if she did anything to Jenny, Jenny deserved it. That is my opinion because the woman was a wicked and shitty friend. She could refuse the wolf Lord, but she did it for her gains or whatever reason.
"We will go through the document tomorrow and decide what to do from there," He said and kissed me.
We snuggled in bed, and soon sleep came.
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