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Oh, the horror of this nightmare scene, Where broken wings twist and teem, These little birds sing as they fly upstream,
While little men wait to bottle their screams.
Not any ol’ balls will do. This will make sense later.
“Get out.” She pointed behind him, over his shoulder, her finger trembling.
What aren’t you telling me? His voice pushed into her head, echoing around like a silky whisper, attempting to illustrate his power.
“So you want a favour, for later?”
“No.” She sighed, dropping onto her bed. “Only dickheads like you.” “I prefer the trembly, stuttering Carter from first year,” he declared, sitting at her desk. “Bring her back, will you?” “I would say that I prefer when you were punchable, but I guess not much has changed.” “Oh, a sense of humour. Delightful. Where’ve you been hiding that?” She shook her head, but her lips almost twitched. “Shut up, Bellamy.”
“The floor,” she said immediately. “The hallway. The bathtub, I don’t care.”
“The appeal. I don’t get why you have three Alphas chasing after you, Carter. You’re dry as a bone.”
“Not around—” She paused, pressing her fist to her mouth, her eyes wide on the ceiling.
“Okay,” he said, kicking his feet back up again. “I get it now. You’re just a … how do I put this politely? A sexually prolific Alpha fangirl like all the rest of them?” “A slut for Alphas?” She deadpanned. “Seriously?” “Your words, not mine.” He grinned at her. She picked up one of her pillows and tossed it at his head.
“Your words, not mine.” He grinned at her. She picked up one of her pillows and tossed it at his head.
😂
One of Cooper’s assistants even stood inside the room with Isobel for her laser hair removal session.
She was unable to explain why she was suddenly so weak, why she seemed to need more than the pills, more than a single surrogate, more than the combination her father kept declaring to be overkill.
I thought you didn’t need them, you were just taking advantage—and they were too.”
Adam didn’t understand what was happening when she would stumble and groan without Braun ever laying a hand on her. He didn’t understand why he had to carry her back to her room after Braun stalked away, leaving her depleted and crumpled on the ground without so much as touching her, like their argument had emotionally drained her to the point of collapsing. He didn’t understand why it took so long for her to open her eyes again, and why she sometimes shook so hard he could see her blankets trembling.
Fuck. The fucking Alphas were probably going to see this video. He really liked his balls attached to his body.
The Beta boy clearly had a death wish, because he was touching Isobel.
he was considering jumping into a passing car—or in front of one.
It made Cian want to pull out the Beta’s intestines and use them to spell out Look at her and die in the dirt.
His son was hiding a mate.
“Braun Carter has a reckoning coming,” Mikel spoke lowly, the words utterly calm and unbothered, making the threat he had issued all the more sinister.
Everything he was doing was illegal … but necessary. Isobel was part of the group now, and they protected each other. That was how it had always been.
Isobel had no idea if her father had intended the vicious elbow he threw into the Beta’s face when Bellamy attempted to intervene, or if it had been an accident.
Lily tried to wrestle the tablet off him, but he held it away from her. “She called me!”
“Oskie.” Lily sounded like she was crying.
“You’re a dick,” Isobel huffed. “I’m the dick who carries you to bed every night.” “You’re all right, as far as dicks go.” “High praise.” “You’re welcome.”
“We’re moving to a new location?
“That bond specialist is Gifted,” Bellamy noted thoughtfully, staring at the closed door. “And hot. Have you seen her mate?” “You only just realised?” Isobel felt her attention drawing back to the envelope in her lap.
To my daughter, You don’t know where I came from. Not truly. My home was brutal, stark, and full of suffering. I know my methods seem cruel, but I tried to give you everything I didn’t have. I climbed and worked and fought my way to the top of this world, just like I did inside Ironside, for you and your mother. Because of me, you never wanted for anything—but of all the gifts I gave you, you can consider my harsh mentorship the most important. You will need to climb and work and fight your way to the top just like I did, just to stay free of that place. Don’t forget where you came from,
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Gabriel: Hey, puppy.
Mikel (admin): Send a picture please, Isobel. Isobel: Of what? Moses: Yeah, Mikki, of what? Mikel (admin): Of your face. Shut up, Moses.
Oscar: Maybe don’t answer that question right now. Isobel: No. Isobel: I mean yes. Oscar: Careful. Isobel: I mean yes, I showered. No, I didn’t have help. And I just ate like an hour ago. And also, you don’t own me, Oscar. I can have help if I want to have help. Oscar: As your owner, I say otherwise. Kilian: He’s joking. Ignore him. Oscar: I’m really not. Theodore: You really are. Oscar: You need fingers to text. Mikel (admin): Next person to issue a threat is getting muted.
Isobel: Gabriel is going to love it there. Gabriel: Bad puppy.
Mikel (admin): Don’t wind them up, Isobel. They’re being painful enough as it is.
Isobel: Fine, I missed you … all? Kilian: The question mark? Moses: RIP Moses: Here lies all you thirsty bitches. Namely Cian. Cian: Fuck off, namely Moses.
Cian: Fuck off, name...
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Kilian: So Niko and Moses, then. Niko: Hey. Isobel: I guess? Niko: Hey! Isobel: No? Niko: No would be correct. Isobel: Aww, miss you too, Niko!
His jovial tone made her want to punch him.
and I’m so excited to continue working with you, my love.”
“It’s giving sibling energy,”
She blamed the workout clothes.
“Bellamy really is a wet noodle, isn’t he?”
No cameras in here, then.
“Desperate girls beg.”
“Good Alphas make me.”
“there are cameras everywhere except the closets, the bathrooms, Kalen’s office and room, and Mikel’s office and room.
She was going to die a virgin or die in the process of losing it.
“We’re supposed to be treating you like a little dorm sister that we protect and love in a platonic way,” Oscar snarled, feeding his cock between her tightly pressed thighs, right against where she was damp and throbbing and wishing to be filled—but he only thrust against her, enjoying the slide of her slickened flesh. “We wanted to wait until you were better and could stay awake long enough to discuss everything, but with the increased surveillance—” He grunted, squeezing her thigh. “Are you paying attention, Carter?”
“Er, I kind of need my clothes back.” “My instinct is to say no.”
