Remy is practically salivating by the time I plate them and bring them to the living room floor. I don’t separate them. Just put them all in a large plate with sauce. Remy has an appetite, so I made a lot. Not too much, but enough to satisfy us both till dinner. She immediately pounces on the food,
It’s Friday, and I’m back to staying in the house after what happened yesterday. I don’t think it’ll be wise to go back to school, not after what happened, and I don’t think it’s a good idea to follow my dad to work either. I also don’t want either King or my dad staying at home with me while they h
“Hey, it’s okay, Mars, it’s me, it’s just me.” My dad’s familiar face comes into view, and I sag against him, then relax back onto the sheets.“Dad,” I croak, and wince. My voice is hoarse, and it hurts to speak.“It’s okay, don’t speak.” He reaches over and puts what I recognize as my water bottle
“Andy, we can take this elsewhere. Let’s go outside, we can…”“You…” his voice is extremely gruff and layered. Like, both he and his wolf are talking at once. This can’t be good; he’s too far gone now. “You kill mate.” For a second, I wonder why he words it like that, but considering his wolf is tak
I have a few regrets in life, but the one I regret the most, is all the times I’ve watched a character on TV stay frozen while the villain approaches with a knife or gun or something. I’m always like, “Are you stupid? Run! Hide! Shout! Do something! Don’t just stand there like a dumb sack of potatoe
“But I’m sorry, Mars. I’m sorry I never defended you or helped you, and I’m sorry you had to endure all that, because you never deserved it. Not from any of them.” I smile at him.‘It’s alright, I forgive you. You had a reason to, and it’s not like you agreed to it, so it’s alright.”“Thanks.” We si