not to kill

Rise of The Bullied Lycan

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Chapter 47: not to kill

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One of the lights were flickering in the hallway. The brisk air clanged to his thighs as he turned the door-knob to his room, the click broke the silence.

Dallas had been sitting on his bed, leaned back, a look of matter-of-fact faced in Ford’s direction.

”You know you make this hard for me not to do my job,”

Ford didn’t respond. He pressed the door closed with his back, eyes shifting like daggers from the floor to his alpha at his words.

They made eye-contact and Dallas stood up from his spot, sauntering over to the smaller, “These red eyes are cool, but I think your yellow eyes are much more beautiful.”

The omega’s sense’s were still heightened, ears catching the slow beating of his alpha’s heart, the shift in his feet as he planted himself right in front of Ford.

And Ford, well aware of situation, nose catching the salacious pheromones wafting from the alpha, opened his mouth and presented his elongated fangs.

Dallas slid hi