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He’s just—so, so handsome, even to me, someone who’s so different, so chronically weird, that I’m rarely afforded the privilege of noticing these things in others. And yet, the more I know him, the more I find him magnetic. Unique. Genuinely decent, in a world where no one seems to be.
“You can get changed before sleeping. I’m going to keep my hands off you, even if your pj’s have cute little drops of blood on them.”
Because Lowe, who suffers from something that’s definitely not pneumonia, is breathing softly, and has sunk into a tranquil sleep.
“You said you were dressed.” “I’m wearing my modesty froth.
Modesty froth plz 😭 She's so funny 😂
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.
When I next see him, the necklace is gone.
😏
“Need anything from me?” Lowe asks while I slip into the network, voice pitched low. I nod between keystrokes. “Set up the Ubertooth and hand me the LAN Turtle.” I snort at his wide-eyed I-didn’t-know-the-essay-was-due-today-and-my-dog-ate-it-anyway expression. “I was kidding. Just keep guard.”
💀
“You need to be told the right things.” He shrugs casually, but the movement feels the opposite of casual. “That you’re intelligent, and incredibly skilled at what you do, and brave. That despite your weird belief that you’re heartless, you’re more genuinely caring than anyone I’ve ever met. That you’re so resilient, I can’t quite wrap my head around it. That you’re very…” He pauses. Wets his lips. My heartbeat skips. “Very beautiful to look at. Always so beautiful. And that—”
“I left my phone back in my room.” Koen’s eyebrow lifts. “Yeah. Not sure it would have made a difference if it had been in your pocket.”
😅
“Who do you think I am?” For her pleasure, I produce a deep frown. “Your personal ice pack?” Her giggle squeezes my chest.
“Were there giraffes in California?” “Not in the wild, love.” She purses her lips. “I’d like a more aunenthic present next time.”
I love her 😂
“Shit a brick!” He almost falls off his chair. “Where are you—You’re so close all of a sudden. I had garlic for lunch and my blood is probably poisonous to you!”
Alex😭😂
What I do, instead, is lean forward and lick it off Lowe’s thumb. I regret it instantly. I don’t regret it at all.
😛
“…need to rest.” “No.” “Come on, Lowe. You need to sleep. I’ll watch over her while you—” “No.”
😭
The wolf blinks at me, still enjoying his stretch. I blink back, hopefully stumbling on the Morse code for pls pls pls don’t eat me.
😂
“Can I pet you?” His head turns to butt under my hand. Yes, please.
Ok that's so cute 💜
“You do need washing,” he agrees, carrying me out of the room. “Are you going to hose me off in the garden?” “We’ll see.”
She makes him want to draw again.
😭
“You both look really serious, so— Wait, Alex, what are you—” Alex has stood from his chair and is currently hugging me.
😭💜
“Misery.” His voice is soft. Faintly amused. There is a solemn shine in his eyes. “We are the consequences.”
“Of all the good things I’ve felt in my fucking life, you are the best.”
I purse my lips. “Kind of annoying, that you know more about my people than me and that you’re such a show-off about it.” “Is it?” he drawls. He leans forward and presses a kiss against my nose. “I’ll have to do it more often.”
Their flirty banter is 😛
But I feel something deep in my belly, and I know it to be right. Lowe may have a mate, but she’s not Gabi.
It's you, dummy! 🙄
But then his expression shutters. And his tone can only be described as compassionate. “I’m sorry if I’ve ever given you the wrong impression about what is happening between us.”
LIAR
“Misery.” He sighs again. “You have been abandoned and mistreated your entire life. By your family, by your people, by your only friend. You are fascinated with the idea of eternal love and companionship, but that just doesn’t reflect what I feel for you.”
YOU BITCH
I walk into my room and don’t wait for him to leave before I close the door behind me.
😭😭😭
Mick. Holding a small syringe. Injecting it in my arm. I look up at his face, trying to parse what is happening. “I’m sorry, Misery,” he says. His voice is soft and his eyes are sad, down-tilted in a way that makes my battered chest hurt even more.
😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I had it right when I said Serena’s cell was in an attic, but the building is much taller than we’d expected. There are at least twenty floors underneath us. This is a high-rise, one that’s very familiar. Because I grew up in it.
Because two large, majestic white wolves fill the room. The noise of tearing flesh rises above the screams, and I watch the two people I love the most hold absolutely nothing back.
🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗
“Did you think they’d transform with us? Sartorially?” Alex leans against the handrail. He’s sticking around for no reason other than to mock me. Or maybe he’s genuinely interested—I cannot tell. All I know is, I miss when he was terrified of me. “You thought that the end result would be a wolf in a little sweater vest and a bow tie? Just to be clear, is that what you expected?”
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
“Is she still talking about the clothes?” Ludwig asks. Alex nods with a deep sigh. Gabi bites back a smile. “I just want to know what the hell she was thinking would happen to them,” Cal mutters. “I didn’t think,” I say. Defensively. “Obviously,” Alex mutters.
😂😂😂😂😂😂
“It was determined that an IT expert might be of use, and frankly, you lost all of your intimidation points.” “I can still drink you dry, nerd.”
💀😂
He nods. “I showed Lowe the recordings, and he immediately recognized him. Misery, he freaked the fuck out.” “Yeah, Mick and Lowe go way back—” “No, he freaked out because he knew that you were with Mick. I thought your boy toy was a pretty even-tempered guy, but he’s actually bloodcurdling.”
😏
When Alex arrived on the scene, his first question to me was whether all the blood was making me hungry. Once we’re back in Were territory, I plan to smear a pancake on the inside of a toilet and ask him the same.
💀😂
“Fair enough. What I want you to know,” he promises, voice low and clear, “is that as I take over your place on the council, I will work hard to undo every shitty little thing you have built in the last few decades. I’m going to broker alliances with the Weres and with Humans that won’t just benefit us. I’m going to do everything I can to facilitate truces between them. And when this area is at peace and the Vampyres’ influence is reduced to near insignificance, I’m going to take your fucking ashes and scatter them where the borders and the entry points used to be, so that Weres, and Humans,
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Chills 😍
“Of course.” He scowls, indignant. “Lowe and I are basically best friends.” Lowe’s puzzled frown doesn’t quite broadcast best friendship.
😂😂😂😂😂😂
“Text me when you’re done chasing moles, or smelling each other’s buttholes, or whatever,” I yell after them.
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂💀💀💀💀💀💀💀
“I could force you to tell me the truth.” The flat of my thumb presses between his brows. “I could thrall you.” His smile looks sad. “You already have, Misery.”
😭
I want to be in love with my stupid Were husband, I’m going to be in love with my stupid Were husband, whether he wants to admit that he loves me back or not.
“The windows. I’m changing them.” “How does that even—” “I saw the ones you have at the Nest. Owen explained how they work. I wasn’t moving you out, I just didn’t want your stuff to get damaged.”
😭😭😭😭
He shakes his head, eyes burning into mine. “You’re not a problem, Misery. You’re a privilege.”
“To the right. Actually, to the left. Actually, just let me do it,” she grumbles, stealing the hammer from his hand.
A giant, Godzilla-like Sparkles towering over the Hollywood Sign—that happens to spell LILIANA—is not Lowe’s usual artistic fare.
So cute 🥹
