“Don’t look so glum, you lot,” she rasped, clasping for a fraying thread of humour. “This is … this is … supposed to be romantic.” The joke didn’t land.
she simply pushed them all away, hiding behind the crumbling remnants of the wall she was accustomed to building. Several of the Alphas flinched like she had struck them.
But she clearly thought her failsafe would protect her if she went after Isobel again, and she needs to be informed, without room for misunderstanding, that she was wrong. She needs to learn a lesson. Can I trust you with this?”
“You …” He sucked in a breath, holding it like he didn’t know what to say. “T-text us if you need us,” he finally said. She had never heard Oscar stutter before.
I highly doubt ill get more oscar interactions when the otherrs prolly need some
His voice descended into a growl halfway through the measured sentence, and then he pulled back his shoulders, regaining his calm. “I cannot allow that to happen without repercussion.”
For just a moment, something sparked between them, burning along their connection, making the bind that tied them together look very much like a trail of gasoline with Kalen standing at one end absently flicking a lighter,
may be my mate,” he said softly. “But you aren’t mine. You can be grateful for that today, or you’d have most definitely received repercussions severe enough to impede your ability to walk straight for the rest of the week.”
“Mikel will deal with your punishment this time—as is his role with the other Alphas. I seriously advise you not to push him.” She lifted a shoulder. “Fine.”
He stalked toward her suddenly, looming over her, his eyes blazing—yet she could barely feel him; he had retreated so far from her mind. He seemed to want to correct her in some way.
“Because you can’t pretend you don’t care, Isobel. If you really want to know, I want you to prove it. Prove how much you care about the health of our bond.”
until every motherfucker out there finally gets the message that you. Are. Owned.” He cut himself off on a growl, quickly releasing her. “Protected,” he seemed to amend. “Untouchable. You should go.”
He is holding back. Its giving mafia man and im here for it
you all know him as the loveable goofball who has been documenting his life ever since high school! You’ve seen his pranks, you’ve bought his merch, you’ve turned up to hear him sing in concert even though he doesn’t know how to sing!
“Ben Wa balls. And you don’t,” he told her, a rough timbre in his voice. “You ask for help, and you pray to the gods that you don’t fucking come while you’re getting it.”
Sophia: Sure do! And before you ask, the answer is no. I will not help you kill yourself. You made your very wide bed and now you have to sleep with everyone inside it.
but those scissors also could have fit into the seam of her playsuit … A growl built up in his chest and inside her mind. I’m still here, Carter, he chastised through the bond.