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As the future Enforcer, I didn’t just strategize battles—I fought in them. I didn’t just learn the art of torture—I endured it.”
Omg no my shayla :(
“Who,” I swallow, “who did that to you?” “It doesn’t matter,” he says with a slight smile, spitting my own words back at me from last night. So I do the same to him. “If it doesn’t matter, then tell me.” His smile widens. “Good to hear that you listen to me when I speak, Gray.”
don’t want Kitt’s role in life because I refuse to give him mine. My brother is no killer, and it’s better me than him.”
He’s quiet for a moment before the flicker of a smile crosses his face. “If I answer as Kai, will you quit with the goop?” He shoots a pointed look at the paste in my hand. I crack a smile. “Yes, I’ll quit with the goop.”
He shrugs casually. “Mosquito.” “Prove it,” I challenge.
Okay john b and kiara
I snort loudly, and that’s all it takes to get Kai laughing with me—well, at me. The sound is rich and deep, and irritatingly enough, I find myself quieting so I can hear it better. And then, all too quickly, the sound stops.
His hand clamps over my mouth before he whirls me around by the waist, pinning me against his solid frame.
Wolf. No. Wolves.
A woof - schmidt
“Technically, I did listen. I talked, not moved,” I whisper back, my voice sharp. I can feel his mouth smiling against my ear. “Smart-ass.”
I smile slightly as I say, “Sorry to ruin your handiwork, partner.” “Pae, don’t you dare—” I fire.
I stand slowly to my feet as I breathe, “You’re right. We do make a great team.” He looks away from me, shaking his head with a dry laugh. “Yeah, except for the fact that you don’t listen to orders.”
“My soldiers don’t mean anything to me. They are expendable and easy to replace.” His chest heaves, his eyes locked with mine. “So, yes, Gray. You aren’t one of my soldiers.”
She’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her.
“You tap your left foot when you lie, ever so slightly.” She gapes and I grin. “I started noticing it when you said you hated my dimples. And obviously, we both know that is a lie.”
“I didn’t realize you had watched me so closely.” “Watched? Darling, I’ve never stopped.”
“There’s no music,” she says flatly, her voice laced with amusement. “Well then I guess we won’t know when to stop dancing. How unfortunate.”
“Darling, I doubt that the sight of someone dying would affect me as much as you do alive and well.” She swallows. “You’re a shameless flirt, Azer.” “Only for you.” “Hmm. Now it seems you’re also a shameless liar.”
“What’s your favorite color?” My eyes snap to hers. “What?” I nearly choke on my laughter.
“Of all the things you could ask me, you ask what my favorite color is?” I can’t keep the smile from spreading across my face.
I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before. It never seemed important. Not until I looked into a pair of ocean-blue eyes and realized that perhaps drowning was a beautiful thing.
Not until I looked into a pair of fiery blue eyes and realized that perhaps burning was a painless thing. Not until I looked into a pair of sky-blue eyes and realized that perhaps falling was a peaceful thing.
I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before because I hadn’t seen one that was worthy of ...
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“Vicious little thing,” I murmur under my breath. “You don’t know the half of it, Prince.” “Oh, but I hope one day I will.”
“Paedyn, look at me.” Rough hands are cupping my face now, guiding my gaze toward him. “Tell me, did she hurt you?”
His gaze never strays from my own as he slowly raises a hand to slide his fingers over mine, seeming to search for something. They halt on the cold steel around my finger before spinning the ring idly, mirroring a movement I’m all too familiar with. “Distract yourself. Spin this like you always do to keep busy, to keep your mind off things.”
He leans closer, eyes brimming with barely bottled-up emotions. “And I’ll save your life again and again, aimlessly hoping you will allow me to stay in it.”
He finally drops his head from my shoulder and lays it close to the back of mine, practically buried in my hair. “Sweet dreams, Pae.” “Sweet dreams, Kai.”
Paedyn sighs. “I would say I’m happy to see you’re still alive, but apparently I’m a horrible liar, so why try.”
hands, my mind. But the cry of pain I hear next doesn’t belong to him. I know that voice. I’ve heard that sound and silently hoped I never would again.
The illusion blows away in the soft breeze, sending tendrils of smoke into the morning sky. Leaving behind a bloody boy. My bloody brother. Jax.
NO I KNEW IT WAS COMING
His eyes fly open, and then he’s gulping down air.
HOORAY
So powerless. So Ordinary.
“I doubt I need to remind you of your place, so stay out of their way and we won’t have any problems. Understood?”
Yikes i hope his sons find out about this
The look Kitt gives me is comical. I choke back a laugh as his eyes bore into mine, pleading with me not to leave him. I give him a small smile, hoping he sees the apology in my eyes as I say, “Of course. He’s all yours.”
I hope they stay best friends after everything :(
“Oh, darling, my eyes were on the dance floor,” he says casually. “They were on you dancing with my brother.” Then he huffs out a laugh, craning his neck to shake his head at the canopy of leaves above us. “Why do you think I’ve been drinking?”
“Will you forever be the prize I am aimlessly trying to win?”
“Oh, darling, a trophy implies that I won it, earned it, deserve it.” He leans in farther, a certain reverence reflecting in his gaze. “But if I get to have you, it will be because you let me.”
“I like when you truly smile. When you’re not wearing the mask of the future Enforcer or the prince, and you simply allow me to see you. It’s a smile I wish you would share with me more often.”
“Even with my stupid dimples, you still like my smile?” Kai’s words are soft, slightly breathless, and my answer is equally so. “Even with your stupid dimples, Azer.”
“Whoever called you that must know you quite well.” “Yes, more than I care to admit,” he says quietly.
“Then no. I’m not ready,” he sighs, ducking his head close to mine. “But we’ll be fine. We always are.”
WE
“I could get used to you being a gentleman, Azer.” He’s quiet for so long that I think he might not respond. But when he does, I hear the smile in his voice. “And I could get used to being one for you, Gray.”
What do I think of her? When do I not think of her?
But upon arriving at Plummet, the first thing I noticed was the pen scribbled on my hand. My slanted, hasty handwriting is scrolled across my palm, relaying a very important message: She said I could touch her when I’m sober.
I CANNOT WITH HIM
Despite our constant climbing, it still looms far above us. Jax is beside me, panting just as hard as I am. “I think we’re out of shape,” I say breathlessly. He flashes a smile before rasping, “You think?”
My shaylas
“Thank you, Jax. You didn’t have to help me, but you did.” “Of course I helped you,” he says with a shrug. “Besides, I’m not sure my brothers would forgive me if I hadn’t.” His brothers.
No. Not today. Death can claim me when it finds a less pathetic way to end my existence.
I love how she refuses to die bc its stupid and lame
He’s crouched over my body, one of his hands caught in my own, and the other clutching a rock only slightly smaller than the size of my head. He was going to bash my skull in.
Ace you freak omg
“Go,” he murmurs the word, nodding toward the flag that will bring me victory. “Win this damn thing, Gray.”
And then I’m suddenly standing beneath it, looking up at my prize. Looking up at my victory. And no one stops me as I rip off the flag.
