[Rosco's POV] I watch as William and Elise begin to run away as if they were two thieves fleeing a scene. The sight annoys the hell out of me, but I don't move to chase. “There they go.” Marty chuckles, coming to stand beside me. “Should we chase?” “Leave em be.” Jose chuckles, appearing behind u
“William?” Denali repeats, curiosity flashing in her eyes. “So they're alone somewhere right now.” “That is the gist of it.” I respond, turning over and wrapping my arms around her while burying my face in her stomach. “You don't sound too pleased.” Didn't sound pleased. Well, I guess I sounded h
[Denali’s POV] I don’t immediately speak as Rosco’s question settles around us. Even though I was the one who brought up the subject of my mother, it had been so long since I truly said anything about her that I wasn’t exactly sure if I wanted to relive those days of watching her slowly wither away
[William’s POV] I keep my gaze fixed on Elise as she stares at me like I am some sort of foreign being. Was it really that strange for someone to say such a thing to her, or was it a problem because it was me? “If you keep staring at me like that, I’m going to kiss you.” I warn, leaning closer. E
“A murderer,” I repeat, raising my brow. “And why would you openly admit to that?” “Because there’s no reason to hide my misdeeds.” Opening my mouth, I prepare to argue with her further, but stop as a loud screech rips through the air. Whirling around, I begin to examine the world around me until
[William’s POV] I wince as Rosco’s words slam into me. Don’t let me down. Why was it that no matter where I was or who I was with, I always held to a higher standard? Even back in Crystal Fang, my father and even Uncle Hamilton would tell me the exact same thing. Since I was young, that was all I
[Rosco’s POV] I watch the scene unfold in front of me, from my men attacking the glowing nue to Elise shifting and instructing everyone to get back. It’s like some fucking war movie as the beast explodes, killing those closest and sending those not as close crashing to the side. And when the force
“I know what I’ve done!” She snaps as William watches on silently. “Do you think I need you to remind me of something that haunts me every fucking day?” To my surprise, as she speaks, her eyes begin to sparkle with unshed tears, but she doesn’t let them fall as she stares back at me. “I fucked up.