Erotic Stories from Wylde in Bed - Dark Werewolf BDSM Erotic romance - Chapter 20

Episode Date: March 12, 2021

Joseph has gone. The young boy brutally tortured and murdered. Now Diane must find out why and at whose hands. How much is Dominic involved? Is there something going on at Seonnee that she has yet to discover?What mess has she got herself into?To preorder your copy of the full audiobook of Lamb to the Slaughter you can go ahead and visit wyldedesires.com for a discounted copy.

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As you enjoy chapter 20 of Lamb to the Slaughter. Chapter 20, Diane. What the fuck? Fifteen missed calls from Bob. Well, if this isn't just a shitstorm way to start the day, I murmur, mainly to myself, perched on the side of Dominic's bed. I can feel panic beginning to rise like a cluster of electricity, sparkling in my insides.

My heart is racing, tension tightening my muscles. That young man was under my watch. I was meant to be keeping an eye out for him. He was my responsibly. Instead, I've gone on some little eco-fueled trip to look at a scene of the crime. What the hell was I expecting to see? Some unaccounted for evidence that was carelessly missed in the bright light of a sunny day, that I might just trip over at night?

It had nothing to do with helping Joseph. It had been about calming a jealousy, and irrational toxic back-biting resentment that was stupidly burning inside of me. But I had no rhyme or reason for feeling. Tears returned to my eyes with a vengeance, and it feels like the world is crumbling beneath me. Just yesterday, just 24 short hours ago, I had been standing a few feet away from him,

advising him to write a letter. A letter! So damn stupid. So damn witless. For fuck's sake, the boy was illiterate. He was no more going to write a letter than he was going to plan a trip to climb Mount Everest. Repentance and remorse swirl in my chest like burning acid. As I wished there was some way I could retract what I'd said, what I'd done.

I take a breath. and press the screen on my phone and return Bob's call. He answers on the first ring. His tone harsh and hostile. Diane, what the hell happened out there last night? Was Joseph involved in this gang? Bob, I don't know what happened, but I'm going to find out. I stare down at my hand and the nails that need more than a manicure.

And no, I don't believe he was involved with the gang. he wanted to write a letter of apology to Judge Halland and I can only think he went to deliver it and got caught up in whatever that mess was my eyes drift toward the bathroom where Dominic is readying himself for the day questions and doubt and uncertainty all spiral through my mind at once

my head bubbling with suspicion I didn't just turn up in his bed after being knocked unconscious the night before. Not without some link. How was he involved in all this? Were these some of his trainee wolves that had gone awry? Was there a problem Joseph was having at C&E that I hadn't noticed? Had they taken him out there to punish him for something?

Or worse? Wave after wave of apprehension burns through my brain, accelerating the acute headache already stabbing through my sutured wound. I'm not being told the whole truth, that much I'm certain of. Dealing with people on trial every day has taught me how to recognise the signs. Body language, inconsistency and facial expressions are all key indicators to someone either lying or holding back all the facts. Turning a blind eye on secrets and untruths is something I don't condone.

I need to find out exactly what all the facts are for Joseph even if Dominic doesn't like what I find Okay Diane I'll give you some time until the autopsy report comes back But I have to tell you I'm having my asshole over Mount St. Ellen And I don't want it burnt because of Dominic

Remember who you work for Diane He says with a warning to his tone Give me a call in a few days hopefully all this crap will have calmed down by then and you'll have some answers okay bob i say dryly i'll do what i can as the call vanishes from the screen i stare at the phone hoping for some inspiration as to how the hell i can find out exactly what happened last night cn e is where i need to begin whatever happened to joseph must have started there and aden is the first person I need to speak with, alone. If anyone knows anything, it's him, which I suspect could be

an issue. With their deep loyalty to Dominic, when it comes to any of the residents at the home, if Dominic happens to be involved in this mess, I'm not going to get any answers easily. Lost in my thoughts, until the dark tone of his voice breaks my train of thought. I hadn't even realized that Dominic was standing in front of me. Do you want to shower? His blue eyes sparkle beneath the mask. I put out a spare toothbrush for you. Yes, most definitely.

Very well, then. The bathroom is yours. On bare feet, I head to Dominic's bathroom. His gaze and tense body somewhat nerve-wracking. In black shorts and a black-dressed shirt, the sight of him freshly dressed and showered, a spark of heat through my body. We need to find out what happened last night.

But I think, Ms. Hightower, you still have the remnants of sheep's clothing. Obviously, we should be going about things in very different ways. However, I think it would be best for both of us if we jointly interview Aidan Peers, simply to save him any unnecessary stress. Being Joseph's best friend at the home, I suspect he might have an idea where he was going last night.

If there was a letter, then Joseph couldn't have written it. And I believe he would have turned to Aden for something like that. Afterwards, we can then pursue things in our own way. His tone and behaviour seems somewhat pompous and overbearing, which suddenly has my temper rising, especially considering what had happened between us just a few short hours ago. Good idea. I respond in a clip tone, studying his face for a moment,

searching for a hint of something, a clue, anything. But all I can see is his jaw is more set, somehow resolute. What do you hide behind that mass, Dominic DeLour? What secrets other than scars lay behind the leather, hoping a shower will wash any confusion from last night, doubt of my mind. I proceed to the bathroom with no more words. Filled with a sudden bout of strength and determination, I need to be on form, today of all days, regardless of the pounding in my chest and the heat between my legs. I need to be on form for Joseph. Well, 20 chapters in,

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