He notices my hesitance and leans forward. “Don’t be scared snow white, I don’t bite...at least not too hard.” The little smirk he adds at the end does absolutely nothing to help. If anything, it just makes me step back more. “Don’t make me drag you here, Mars, because that will hurt a lot, and I do
“Did something happen in school? Did someone do something to you? Penelope, someone else?” I shake my head quickly. Not trusting my voice with how out of control and jittery I feel. I make a move to step a back, but suddenly King’s arm circles my waist and pulls me close to him until I’m flush again
“You can’t be serious King, you’re really behaving like a man whore now.” “Penelope just stop it, we’re tired of this, just let go.” The guy honestly sounds tired at this point, and I can’t help but understand, because Penelope is beginning to sound like an irritating broken record. No one wants to
“Save it, Mr. Wright.” Richfield stands up from the bed with a straight gait and his hands clasped behind his back. His low voice and words fear inducing. “Now, you listen and you listen good young man, you’ve already caused one of my daughters enough heart break to last her a life time. So, you bet
I stare at King incredulously, because what he just said can’t be right. “What do you mean, you think you know how you can save me, King, I still haven’t shifted, can’t shift. Have you forgotten?” “Oh no, I haven’t. However, you’ve changed, Mars, just like a shifter would. Your senses are sharper
“Mr. Wright, get the hell out of my daughter’s room and my house before I drag you out!” King hastily drops down and begins to gather everything he dropped earlier, and moves to flee past my dad. However, as he reaches my dad, he pauses and turns to me. “I had a great night, and I hope you did too.
I’m rummaging through my locker moments later when there’s a hand on my shoulder. I yelp and spin round to find King standing behind me, features clouded in anger. My brows furrow in confusion. I don’t know why he’ll be angry with me, because we were fine last night, and I haven’t met him today to d
King walks me to my class after I get the calculator and we manage to stop flirting by his locker long enough to move, then we start again. When we get to the entrance of the class though, we stop at the sight of Penelope standing at the door of the class, and it’s not seeing her that stops us, no.
“Mars…”“I’m going to the kitchen, have a nice shower!” I say and sprint to the kitchen like my life depends on it, limp momentarily forgotten.“Oh, why does he always catch me.” I groan and bury my face in my hands as I stew in embarrassment for a while, and then I begin to get everything ready for
“I’m gonna shower,” Richfield says when we get to the house. “I stink.”“Agreed.” I say with a smirk as he helps me off Remy.“I’ll heat up some of the leftovers from last night and go shower too, but I think I’ll go out today, some fresh air would do me good.”“Are you hanging out with King, then?”
“You better not be developing a crush on him, he is our father, F-A-T-H-E-R, father…and we have a mate.”“Yeah, a mate you want to strangle right now.” I glare at him.“Don’t encourage her.”“A father is supposed to encourage his daughter.”“Unbelievable you two, simply unbelievable.” They laugh as
I wake up to the sound of knocking on my door, and turn to wake Rome up, but when I stretch my hand to touch him, I find the space beside me empty and cold. I jolt awake, and surely enough, King is nowhere in sight. My heart clenches painfully. The knocking persists and I throw the covers off my bod
Oh, and a Ham and Swiss Omelette sounds lovely, by the way. Enjoy your shower. “Get the fuck out of here before I strangle you or something.” He laughs as he leaves.The fact that I’m joined to him for life is a fucking nightmare that I’m not sure how I survive.As I head into the shower, however,
ROMULUSSometimes, humans want things they can’t have. They have desires that are just impossible to obtain, they don’t know or acknowledge their limits, so they desire for things way beyond them, and it burns them out because most of them never achieve these things, and the little who do cut down t
“So good, fuck, you smell so good.” He breathed in deeply, licked his lips, a movement my eyes tracked with the precision of a killer, and then he came closer and brushed his lips against mine again, setting fire to more than just my skin.“Yes, mine.” He whispered against my lips right before licki
True to his word, Rome stayed the night.After dinner, complete with a strawberry and chocolate cake for dessert, we cleaned up, said our goodnights and goodbyes, and King and Luna Daisy left. I was still in Rome’s shirt, and he was still shirtless. And as distracting and arduous as it was, I had to
“That’s some messed up shit.” Richfield says.“I guess, but I’m used to it. I have an extremely high pain tolerance, so it’s nothing. It just hurt so much then, because it was my first one. Anyway, the mark was something like a beacon, leading me straight to her. It was the night she was born, but b