What do you think the change of plan is? And what do you think about how Ezra is feeling? Is HE starting to grow feelings? Or is the Alpha merely confused?
Lia: “Ezra, Lia, I am surprised to see that the two of you are here.” Killian said, approaching the two of us. Armando was somewhere, walking around the club, getting a drink. The man arrived a while after he brought his girlfriend, who was now his date. Ezra suspects that she might be his mate, but the man is yet to inform him, officially, as his Alpha about anything. Ezra, who was sitting beside me, got up from his chair and extended a hand to the Lycan, shaking it. “I believe that you of all people should be aware of my support for Mikhail.” Ezra answered, raising an eyebrow at Killian. “The main question is why are YOU here? I believe that you are a rival?” “Yes, I was a rival to Mikhail’s father, but that does not mean that I have to be toward his son. You know, a family rival can end somewhere, and I choose for it to end with his father.” Killian said, looking at Mikhail who frowned at the sight of the Lycan. Ezra put his hand on his chest, pushing him back. “The man is pr
Ezra: “Don’t you think that you would be having an issue with Mikhail future wise because of this?” Lia asked, shaking her head in question. The two of us were still at the club, showing whatever support we can offer as we looked at the man who had a number of people around him right now, either praising, or partying around him. “It could, but I don’t think so. The man still lacks a lot and he still has a LOT to learn, but the issue that he’s having is that he doesn’t have anyone to show him the right track.” I said, looking at my wife. “He might be angry now, but he would eventually know that I was speaking to him as a brother. I would still defend him with my life, and if he thinks otherwise, I will be sure to feed him his balls for that.” “TMI.” “Excuse me?” I asked, frowning in confusion at Lia’s disgusted face. “Too much information. TMI, and abbreviation of the sentence.” Lia said, as if stating the obvious. I had to fight back laughing at her explanation, and shaking her
Lia: I sighed as I cleaned Ezra’s cuts as he sat on the edge of the bed. The two of us had to literally sneak into the house to ensure that his mum didn’t see us in fear that she would go bonkers about his bruises and cuts. Daniel, despite being human, managed to cut Ezra’s cheek, and running the cloth with alcohol on it on the cut, Ezra flinched. “I’m sorry, I’m almost done, okay?” I asked, and he nodded, allowing me to get to work. I slowly wiped the cuts for him, careful to clean any excess blood from the cuts before throwing the cloth away and applying medicine on it. Ezra stayed still, allowing me to work as he closed his eyes, avoiding looking at me. I set the ointment away and walked to the bathroom to wash my hands, not bothering to say a word as I allowed Ezra’s words from earlier to sink in my head. The way he spoke to me, his genuine question, and his eyes meeting mine, all that made my heart swell, and the thing was, I didn’t know whether or not he was being serious
Ezra:Never in my life did I think that I would weaken because of a woman.If anything, falling in love or being in a relationship was something that I was completely against exactly for that same reason.The ideas of being scared of losing a woman, her having an effect on me, or the two of us getting into meaningless arguments were a few things that I never wanted to deal with, but here I was, growing ‘emotional’ because of an argument with a woman that I have been sharing a bed with for a month.It sickened me with myself that she could have such an effect on me, and feeling her presence behind me as she walked out of the bedroom and down toward the garden only made me let out a low, warning growl. “I didn’t come here to argue, Ezra.” Lia said, keeping her voice low as she spoke. I initially wanted to go out, but a feeling inside me told me not to. I didn’t know whether it was me, or my wolf, but something seemed to drag me back to the house faster than I ever thought that I would
Lia:I sat on the edge of the bed as Ezra’s question played in my head.The way he looked at me, his anger, his pain, his racing heart as he tried to form a full sentence. Everything made my chest clench as I hated the fact that I knew that I had hurt him. Him catching feelings for me, if that were truly the case, was never something that I dared to think putting in account.He walked into the bedroom, not bothering to knock on the door, probably already knowing that I was not moving around, meaning that I wasn’t indecent. And even if I wasn’t wearing any clothes, the man didn’t necessarily need to worry about it, he knew that he saw me bare. Him knocking on the door was him simply respecting me to do it.He took a deep breath when he saw me getting up, and reading his expression, I chose not to ask any questions about it. The man had more to deal with than he could handle, and leaving it at that, I knew not to pressure him about it. Instead, I walked toward him and wrapped my arms ar
Ezra: I woke up with Lia sleeping peacefully on my chest. Her chest rose and fell as her naked body pressed on mine. She had her hand on my chest, laying it under her head as she used me as her pillow. And despite being with countless women before her, I had to admit that neither one of them gave me the sense of comfort and contentment that this small woman gave me. The way she looked at me, her smile, her soft eyes. Everything about her just played in my head, making my heart swell as I thought of them. Hell, even looking at her now just gave me a sense of home, something that I never thought a woman would give me. Her presence now, regardless of where we were, gave me a sense of being in my place, and though this was MY estate, and it was in fact my home, I couldn’t help but wonder how my life was before she entered it. It was funny how things have changed in a span of a month, but I had to admit, I grew used to having her in my room and waking up to find her either asleep, out
Lia:“Who the fuck do you think you are to treat your mother in such a way? Is that how I raised you to be?” Ezra and I were stopped as we were walking toward the door by his father who was now raging with anger. “Hello to you too, father.” Ezra said, turning around to face him. The man’s eyes were wide in anger, and I could tell that it was taking Ezra all his patience to make sure that he was controlling himself in front of his dad. The fact that he just came to attack him the way that he did seemed more painful to me than I could admit out loud. The man didn’t even bother asking his son what happened and just came to assume that Ezra was the one mistaken.“Do not say a simple hello as if it were nothing. You are sending your mother to an exile? Because of your ‘wife’?” He looked at me as if I were some pest, and forcing myself to stay quiet and calm, I crossed my arms over my chest as I allowed Ezra to take charge of this. Interfering was going to get me nowhere, and the last thin
Ezra: I intertwined my fingers with Lia’s as the two of us walked toward an Italian restaurant. The manager opened the door for us, and I nodded in thanks, walking inside alongside my wife who I knew was still upset after what my father said. The two of us stood by in the waiting room, waiting for them to set our table. The brunch being decided on short notice, I knew to give them a chance to get things done up to quality; therefore, I chose not to comment about why they weren’t ready, especially when I called at a pre-rush hour, wanting them to get so much done. It wasn’t her fault that mom chose the path that she did, but she was blamed as if she was the one who was mistaken. The fact that she hasn’t said something about it was something that I was thankful for, and I couldn’t help but regret the fact that I initially wanted to kill her when I first saw her. “Italian breakfast?” Lia asked and I smiled. “More like a late breakfast, or brunch to be more specific. The two of