Mira, it seems to me, or are you sleeping? - Stas's insinuating whisper invaded my dormant thoughts at the same time as Andrey's loud laugh.

“I’m not sleeping,” sharply opening my eyes and stumbling upon the alpha’s gaze full of doubts, I realized that he didn’t believe me. And he does it right!

After sobbing for almost a week in a communal apartment, feeling sorry for myself and cursing the former leader and his son, I realized that was all. Enough. And for almost a month now I have been regularly coming to Stanislav, where he is trying to teach me how to switch. But if only it were that...