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• Glimpse of FERAL    Chapter Two

  She shifted on her feet and slipped again. She was going to fall but a strong hand held her wrist, "Are you okay, Cara mia? "He asked in a beloved voice. It went noiseless around them. She could listen to her heartbeat loud. To her stupefaction, she could hear his heartbeat as well as running with the same speed. Everything seemed still to her. Their sight was locked. "Brother, "She heard from one of the other two men and she slowly blinked. She stared down at her hand. He was still holding her hand. She instantly pulled back. She couldn't deny that his touch made her feel more alive. "We should go, "Kami said, taking steps ahead. "No! You need to bring her clothes or I can call my sister. She's the same as your age. Her clothes

• Glimpse of FERAL    Chapter One

  She gripped the handle of her luggage and slowly budged it on the cream marble floor. It was heavy. She wanted to pull it harshly and broke it. Locks of hair were brushing her pink cheeks. Her face was impassive. The Ends of her locks were pinching on her soft skin. She left the luggage. It fell with a thud on the floor. She tucked her hair behind her ears and gathered them in one hand while combing it with the fingers of her second hand. She gathered them in a loose bun. She exhaled in irritation. She turned towards the mahogany door and open it. She inclined down and grabbed it again. Shoving it near the Queen size bed, she kicked out her black heels. Her lips twisted in a small when her body realized the cool floor beneath her feet. She whirled toward the main door and collected another two heavy bags and hauled them inside her room. She got the luggage in her new room. She was thankful to her Kami (Caretaker) wh

• Glimpse of FERAL    PREFACE

  Air was feeling fresher. Suddenly, a strange scent tickled his nostrils. He pulled over his car and looked at the mansion. He had passed through it thousands of times, but never felt this strange before. That place always seemed quiet to him and dark whenever he passed through this way. He pulled over and got off of his car. He stared at the mansion, his eyes were as amber as the burning sun. He could feel her, she was around. Mine! He took firm steps toward the huge iron gate, careful not to make any mistake. He stopped abruptly as his eyes fell on the camera. He couldn't permit it to capture him. He took a measuring step back. He launched himself at the twelve feet high wall of the mansion, and with a jump, he landed on the other side of the house smoothly, on his feet, fingers spread on the grass ground. He looked at the dark door with a victory wry g