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He gestures for me to follow him. “I hope they vaccinated you for rabies while they were at it.”
Owen is my fav character
I eyed him suspiciously for a few days. Showed him my fangs when he showed his. Finally, I found the courage to ask the caregiver when she was going to eat him. She quit that night.
This made me cackle i died of laughter Ali Hazelwood you are a genius
The scent is growing into more than just a problem. It invades. It swirls. It travels. It sticks to his nose. It concentrates, sometimes. They rarely touch. When they did, her wrist accidentally brushed against the front of his shirt, and he found himself tearing off the piece of fabric where her smell was most intense. He slipped it in his pocket, and now carries it everywhere. Even as he leaves to avoid her.
UGH I LOVE A MAN THAT YEARNS😩🛐
“You set yourself up, because you’re bad at this.” “At what?” “Snooping around.” “I wasn’t—” “Why did you go to my room? Why did you look through my closet and my drawers?” He leans forward. His voice drops to a half whisper, meant only for my ears. There’s something tortured to it, like he’s in physical pain. “Why did my bed smell like you slept in it?”
AHHHHHHH
He is silent for a while, eyes downcast. It’s not until I follow his gaze that I realize he’s staring at our wedding band on his ring finger. “You know what makes Alphas good leaders?” he asks without looking up. “No clue.” He huffs out a laugh. “Neither do I. But at times, there are decisions that feel right, deep in the marrow of my bones.” He wets his lips. “You are one of them.”
Some nights, when he’s walking past her door, he has to whisper to himself: “Keep going.”
“Can I braid your hair?” “Absolutely fucking no.” A couple of hours later, half a dozen braids pull at my scalp, and Ana is snoring softly with her head in my lap.
I want to ask him why I found a jar of creamy peanut butter in my fridge. If he’s the reason the house is now three degrees warmer than when I arrived. But I somehow can’t bring myself to, and then he’s the one to speak.
“Honey,” I ask, lowering my sunglasses to the tip of my nose, “are we rich?” His glance is only mildly blistering. “We’re just banned from most Human-owned airlines, darling.”
Mick repeatedly shakes his head while holding Sparkles like a burping child—because, yes: Sparkles is, according to someone who’s been scolded multiple times in the past two hours for stuffing Play-Doh into outlets, “a valued family member” who “really loves to watch planes go whooosh.” Juno is the least opposed to the op, which is nice of her. The real happy camper, however, is Ana, and only because of the promises she extracted from Lowe: presents, candy, and, in a required logistical effort that far overestimates his abilities, stealing an L from the Hollywood Sign. “L for Liliana,” she
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“You think, but you don’t know. You don’t know anything about what it’s like to find your other half,” he continues, voice low and sharp. “I would take anything she chose to give me—the tiniest fraction or her entire world. I would take her for a single night knowing that I’ll lose her by morning, and I would hold on to her and never let go. I would take her healthy, or sick, or tired, or angry, or strong, and it would be my fucking privilege. I would take her problems, her gifts, her moods, her passions, her jokes, her body—I would take every last thing, if she chose to give it to me.”
THIS CONFESSION HAD ME GOING FERAL LOWE THE MAN THAT YOU ARE GOD DAMN
“Above all, I won’t take her freedom. Not when so many others have already done so.”
So I like looking at my husband who’s a different species and fated to be someone else’s mate. Whatever. Take me to court. Impound my nonexistent assets.
She’s like me fr😭
“. . . need to rest.” “No.” “Come on, Lowe. You need to sleep. I’ll watch over her while you—” “No.”
If my man ain’t like this when I’m on the brink of death i don’t want him
