ALPHA SIN

ARTEMISIA

I rolled on the bed, not wanting to stand up because of the warmth. I had no choice but to, as the urgent need to use the toilet.

I leapt out of bed as I couldn’t hold it any longer. Luckily, I got to the toilet in time before I could embarrass myself.

Whilst rubbing my tummy that felt bloated before, I let out a relieved sigh.

I trudged to the mirror, glancing into it. It was a habit I had developed since I realized what the mark on my neck meant.

Grinning, I caressed it.

It still glowed and not fading as I had imagined. I was told if it began fading; it meant either my mate was forgetting about me or he had rejected me without my notice.

Yet, I had to agree to the rejection as I was told for it to fade away completely.

I breathed out as my mind drifted to Sin. I wondered what he was doing at the moment. Maybe he was thinking about me as I was.

But I doubt it.

I missed him, even though I wouldn’t admit it in his presence. I missed having him around. Broody or not, he had grown on me and I kind of enjoyed his presence more than anything now.

I walked back to the room after staring at myself for a few more seconds. I still looked the same way. But I seem paler now. Perhaps because I barely left the room as I do, and I notice slight changes in my body.

My body seems heavy. The developments were mostly on my breasts and my hips.

It might be because of my monthly cycle- I usually add some weight before it and I shed it after.

My breasts were tenderer than normal, too, and they ached as I touched them. I doubt it would ache if it was Sin that was handling them.

“Stupid thoughts.” I groaned, blushing.

Earlier, I said I missed his presence. Well, that wasn’t all. I missed his touch as well.

I missed some of the dirty things we do in the room. Although it seemed weird, it was a craving I had developed suddenly, and I didn’t think I could take it out of my mind.

My core tingled whilst imagining what he could do to me with his mighty rod.

“I just need to stop thinking about Sin,” I mumbled, shutting my eyes tight.

“I can’t believe I’m having this weird thought about him!” I groaned.

Clutching my phone, I watched some skits I had downloaded the night before to take my mind off the sinful thoughts of Sin’s hand all over my body.

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“Seven.” I glanced through the list. I grimaced whilst glaring at what I had written there.

Wear lingerie and stiletto, then dance to slutty music.

I doubt it would delight Queen Ada if she heard the dirty music coming out of my room. What had got into my mind?

I guessed it was boredom. If I was thinking straight, I wouldn’t have written something like that.

I should have mingled with Julie and Emma. At least, it was better than being only on a fishnet legging.

But then, I remembered Emma, and I were barely on speaking terms and Julie was too busy with the combat class she had enrolled in.

She only came to check up on me at night. I didn’t mind being by myself, as I got to watch a lot of the movies I hadn’t. And being with Emma wasn’t even an option because I wasn’t ready to hear her talk about Sin in naughtiness.

“It won’t be that bad,” I said, walking to the wardrobe. Sin wasn’t around to make me feel ashamed about wearing a fishnet, and the music wouldn’t be that loud. So, only the person close to the door would sense something was going on.

My fingers stroked the material of the lingerie. It would be my first time being in such a piece of clothing, and it wasn’t looking like a bad idea to be in it the more I scrutinized it.

I walked into the bathroom, freshened up, and walked to the wardrobe again.

I didn’t have slutty music on my phone. But I downloaded one to be prepared.

I donned the lingerie, grabbed a robe, and draped it on my shoulder so if anyone was at the door, I would slip into it before answering.

I clutched a bottle of brandy I stole from Sin’s liquor collection, poured it into a wine glass, and set it on the small coffee table.

Grasping the stem of the glass, I took a sip.

“I am going to get drunk,” I said to myself. It was certain since I was a lightweight.

Even though I said wouldn’t go near his wine collection anymore, I was breaking the promise because I had dared myself.

It was silly but thrilling.