Violet Theodore opened it on his phone since mine was near dead. The bastard had changed, but it was clear that he hadn't planned to be holding this press conference now. "The Shelter project," Owen said, "is not only a risk but a direct challenge to the stability of our society. Rogues, by defi
Then, an idea hit. I held out my hand. "Can I use your phone?" He handed it to me without hesitation. I smiled at that. "I… don't remember a single time that Lucas ever just handed me his phone." Theodore flashed me a grin. "Glad I can prove, even in the smallest ways, that I am nothing like
Violet He froze mid-motion, his hands on the fastening of his pants. His eyes snapped to mine, a flicker of confusion crossing his face before it softened into something closer to understanding. “You can’t shift?” I shook my head, wrapping my arms around myself. “I haven’t been able to for w
I shrugged. "I offer a blowjob if you win." He licked his lips. "You're terrible, but deal." I shook my head. How could I be surprised? “I won’t pretend this isn’t troubling,” he admitted, his voice softening. “It is. But not because it changes what I think of you. It’s because I hate thinking
violet Theodore’s confession left me stunned. The weight of his words settled between us. I stared at him, waiting for the punchline or some indication he was joking, but none came. The guilt punched the breath out of me. “Oh, Goddess, Theo', I…" He shook his head. "Don't apologize." Yet,
To have only had a few years of being able to start to figure out such a large part of yourself… "It's not mating drive, is it?" He scoffed. "Oh, it's that…. But not just that." "I'm… I'm so sorry." I said. "All this time, I thought… I thought you were just running from being like your father
Violet We walked into the cabin and I stripped out of my dress. Theodore’s shirt slipped over my head easily. I rolled the sleeves up past my elbows, the hem brushing scandalously high on my thighs. There was nothing to be done for the lacy underwear Lily had brought me. When I turned to face him,
Soon, it was roasting and the scent of cooking meat filled the air. We ate, leaning together on the back porch, wrapped in the blankets he had in the cabin. I moved to stand and hissed at the shock of pain in my back. "You've pushed yourself too far." He nodded toward the door. "Head in. I'll clea
Soon, it was roasting and the scent of cooking meat filled the air. We ate, leaning together on the back porch, wrapped in the blankets he had in the cabin. I moved to stand and hissed at the shock of pain in my back. "You've pushed yourself too far." He nodded toward the door. "Head in. I'll clea
Violet We walked into the cabin and I stripped out of my dress. Theodore’s shirt slipped over my head easily. I rolled the sleeves up past my elbows, the hem brushing scandalously high on my thighs. There was nothing to be done for the lacy underwear Lily had brought me. When I turned to face him,
To have only had a few years of being able to start to figure out such a large part of yourself… "It's not mating drive, is it?" He scoffed. "Oh, it's that…. But not just that." "I'm… I'm so sorry." I said. "All this time, I thought… I thought you were just running from being like your father
violet Theodore’s confession left me stunned. The weight of his words settled between us. I stared at him, waiting for the punchline or some indication he was joking, but none came. The guilt punched the breath out of me. “Oh, Goddess, Theo', I…" He shook his head. "Don't apologize." Yet,
I shrugged. "I offer a blowjob if you win." He licked his lips. "You're terrible, but deal." I shook my head. How could I be surprised? “I won’t pretend this isn’t troubling,” he admitted, his voice softening. “It is. But not because it changes what I think of you. It’s because I hate thinking
Violet He froze mid-motion, his hands on the fastening of his pants. His eyes snapped to mine, a flicker of confusion crossing his face before it softened into something closer to understanding. “You can’t shift?” I shook my head, wrapping my arms around myself. “I haven’t been able to for w
Then, an idea hit. I held out my hand. "Can I use your phone?" He handed it to me without hesitation. I smiled at that. "I… don't remember a single time that Lucas ever just handed me his phone." Theodore flashed me a grin. "Glad I can prove, even in the smallest ways, that I am nothing like
Violet Theodore opened it on his phone since mine was near dead. The bastard had changed, but it was clear that he hadn't planned to be holding this press conference now. "The Shelter project," Owen said, "is not only a risk but a direct challenge to the stability of our society. Rogues, by defi
He bared his teeth, but closed his mouth, not daring to say a thing while the people not even two tables away were listening in so closely. It wouldn't do him any good to feed the rumor that he and Theodore didn't get along. The arrogant jackass should have reserved the whole restaurant, though I