A Little and Her Alpha Mommy, Ren Kauzki [best romance ebooks TXT] 📗
![](/uploads/posts/books/6/4/1/9/ren-kauzki-a-little-and-her-alpha-mommy.jpg)
- Author: Ren Kauzki
Book online «A Little and Her Alpha Mommy, Ren Kauzki [best romance ebooks TXT] 📗». Author Ren Kauzki
Little Nevra stared at the fat woman in white, her ugly face and the mole in the corner of her mouth lifting each time she spoke to her nurses. She held a clipboard and pen in hand, check marking off or writing something. She paused to stare at me and checked off something. He gave the clipboard to the man beside her and walks toward the bed, she ran her hands along my tiny legs and nodded her head toward the men in green. The one who had the clipboard checked something off once more. I shut my eyes as tightly as the woman invaded my body and my personal space from, touching between my legs to examine the texture, her fingers in my mouth to examine the sharpness and density, finally it was over and she stepped back. She walked over to the sink and washed her hands of my bodily fluids and grabbed the clipboard again and reciting to the nurses. “Trinity Galvin, age five, well taken care, offspring of the highest breed of Alpha the Ekon, but genetic whereabouts of her mother supernaturally unknown. Purity intact, green eyes, tan olive skin and long black hair.” She looks up from the clipboard and smiles “The best candidate for our research” . She looks toward the men and she whispers in their ear, and glares at one near the door. “Do not touch her purity, not yet.” The lady nodded at the rest of the nurses and left. I coward in the corner, hiding my face until the sound of falling feet disappeared down the hallway. I dare to peek and look up to find the creepy man by the door staring at me.
Lucet paced around the room. The exact same room that she has been locked in for most of her life. She stares at the wall where that beautiful woman comes to see her. She lets out a groan and runs over to the wall smashing her tiny dainty fists against it until all of her energy is spent. She slumps down the wall and onto her knees. “I can help!” She shouts through the wall at no one in particular. Doubtful that anyone can even hear her. Her padded bum irritates her and she reaches for the tabs to rip it off but remembers that Nevra was the one who placed it on her and she hesitates before ripping it off. She throws it across the room and runs over to the dresser to pull out clothes which were all cute and frilly. She frowned and tossed the clothes around until she found a decent looking pastel looking dress she pops it over her head. She looks toward the bookshelf and frowns. She wanted to help, she has been protected and babied all of her life, she was almost a object to be displayed but hidden. A beautiful vase that was placed in the Master bedroom of someone’s house only for the pleasure of the head of the home. That was what she was and it bothered her to no end. She ran over to the wall/bookshelf. On her side it was not a bookshelf but a metal wall that slide into the wall once opened, she observed it, running her soft hands along the cold metal. “There has to be an emergency exit system.” She muttered to herself, tracing every line and bump along the way. There was nothing, no latch, no button and no handle for her to pull. She bit her lip and turned her back to the wall, slumping down to the floor to her knees, her dress puddling around her. She was exotic and dainty, beautiful and abnormal and completely unaware of the beauty she holds. With a frustrated sigh she drops her face into her hands. Why can’t I help? Why can’t I be of use? Why must I be locked up inside this pink cage ! she let out a yell, a scream that reached a high pitch, so high the lamp beside the changing table teetered, books and toys fell from shelves but the lamp stayed the same. She raised her brows it was tethered to the table, and..she thought it has never been turned on! She gets up and runs toward it, she peers at it, standing on her tiptoes, the changing table was higher than she so she couldn't quite reach it with her four foot five stature. She spins around looking around the room and spots the cage she was placed in and runs toward it, she grabs ahold of the metal bar and drags it with a huff across the room and leans it up against the changing table and climbs on top of it, finally she was at height with it enough so she could touch it. She places her hands all around the metal lamp, it was a gold lamp with a pink hat. She stared at it, feeling for any switch along its smooth surface she groans when nothing but a flat surface greeted her. She looked up under the had to see a chain with a ballerina shoe peak out of the metal just below
Comments (0)