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44–He Wants Me To Be Wet 

Nora: 

I trailed behind Cain, catching his scent as soon as I entered his studio, then timidly cleared my throat. 

“Should I leave it here?” I asked, my voice nasal from silent tears, 

wanting to release a wail. I shouldn’t have carried his bag but now that I did, I decided to leave in peace. 

Cain tossed his bags onto the nearby couch before turning to face me. “Leave them here,” he gestured to the other sofa. 

I walked past him, feeling his presence behind me, his hands clutching brushes, his eyes fixed on me. 

“Why were you crying?” he asked casually. 

I turned to face him, wiping my cheek with the back of my hand, ensuring my hair covered my chest despite wearing a nightshirt. Gathering myself, I explained, “I woke up to Silas screaming at the Omega. So, I offered to help, but he didn’t even wait for me to get comfortable and dragged me to his bedroom. He then made me type his work. While I was left alone, I felt cold in my nightdress–” I paused as Cain stopped nodding and raised his eyes to my shirt. “A little short,” I whispered awkwardly, “so I wore his hoodie. But when he returned, he began to yell and snatch his hoodie away without caring about 

accidentally stripping me–” I paused, noticing him close his eyes and wince slightly. 

“Why didn’t you change before going with him?” He set his brushes down and slipped his hands into his khaki pants. 

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“I thought once he told me what needed to be done, he would let me go to change and return,” I defended myself, feeling like he was blaming 

1. me. 

“He would let you?” he scoffed, taking a step closer, “are you his slave?” 

I shook my head. 

“Then why did you give him that power to control you over basic needs. of decency?” he murmured, his eyes glaring at me. 

I couldn’t discern his true feelings; his eyes were inscrutable. 

“I’ll remember that for next time,” I murmured. There was not much I could say because I am sure he was as controlling and rude as his own brother. 

“Okay,” he nodded faintly. 

“I’ll head back to my room then,” I said, feeling awkward and shy in his studio. It reminded me of his behavior on the day I arrived here. 

“Nora!” 

I had barely stepped out the door when his call stopped me in my 

tracks. 

“That nightdress is silk, right?” he questioned, and I lowered my head to confirm before giving him a nod. I stared at my cami and then at his 

face. 

“Hmm, if water falls on it, will it become transparent?” His question startled me, but I tried to play it cool.. 

“What?” I asked, confused, and he shook his head, looking away. 

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“Nothing, you can leave now,” he sighed, turning his back on me, leaving me frozen in my spot. 

I returned to my room, but the urge to cry and wail had dissipated. The interaction with Cain had left me puzzled. As I stood in the bathroom, preparing to freshen up, I found myself staring at my reflection in the mirror, then glancing behind me at the shower head. 

“Will water make it transparent?” I repeated his question to myself. With determination, I turned on the shower and stepped under it, still wearing my nightdress. Soon, it was drenched, clinging to my body’s curves. Blushing, I looked away shyly. 

“Why would he ask me that?” I growled softly, mixed with a hint of embarrassment. 

‘Maybe he was imagining you as his art?‘ Akira’s words made me tilt my head, continuing to examine myself in the mirror. 

‘I mean, I am good–looking, but why would he want to wet his sister and paint her?‘ Saying it out loud turned my cheeks crimson. 

‘I don’t know. I guess we’ll find out the night we have to stay in his studio,‘ she replied, causing me to further bite my bottom lip. 

The reminder of it gave me an odd feeling. But before I could dwell on it, thoughts of Silas flooded my mind, and my mood shifted again. I was upset about how he had acted with me and didn’t even seem guilty. On top of that, Ryker disappointed me even more. 

After dressing in a black shirt and blue skinny jeans, I left the room to have lunch with Dad instead of breakfast. I couldn’t bear to face 

breakfast because of Silas. 

“Nora! What happened to you? You didn’t join us for breakfast,” Lord 

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Atwood questioned, and I glanced around at the brothers. Nash had his head down in his cereal bowl, while Cain and the others watched me. 

“Yeah, I woke up late,” feeling like the perpetual disappointment, I responded. I should have just told Dad everything. 

“Um, Dad, I need to ask you something,” I adjusted in my seat, avoiding the stares. 

“Sure, it’ll be the first time you’re asking for something,” Dad, unlike his sons, was calm and sweet, not just to me but to everyone in the pack. His sons were the biggest douchebags I had ever seen. 

“There’s this party at the royal beta’s house, thrown by his daughter April. I was thinking if I could go there with Natalya,” I uttered, watching him smile at me. 

“I am glad you are making friends. And why not?” He smiled but before I could completely celebrate, he intervened in my happiness. 

“You can have a fun night without anyone judging you or upsetting you. Ryker will tag along for the night to make sure you are safe,” the instant he said his name, I saw the brothers silently laughing as if it was the worst thing to ever happen to someone. In fact, Ryker seemed offended, and then he did what I least expected from him, especially since he and I had been bonding a lot better than with the others. 

“Why me? You should ask Silas who made her cry in the morning,” everyone went silent, and Silas grunted. However, now we had to tell our dad what happened between us in the morning. 

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