I gasp, pain flaring in my neck, my wolf howling and scrambling away in my soul as I put my hands on Luca’s chest and shove him away, hard.He gasps too, his eyes flying wide as he falls to the side and I pull myself from beneath him, huddling up against the headboard and staring at him, my hand sla
“So!?” I say, leaning forward in turn and matching his tone, my hand still clamped to the wound on my neck.“So – so we had sex!” Luca shouts, baffled and freaked out and afraid. “So – you picked me! You picked me, Ariel! I gave you my mark because you picked me!”I go perfectly still as I stare at
“Luca,” I groan, shaking my head and getting to my knees, still clutching the blanket to my chest with one hand and reaching for him with the other. “It’s not like that –““It is!” he shouts, turning back to me, fury in every line of him now. “It is like that, Ariel! You – you fucking chose him!”“I
And then I’m screaming and crying aloud as Luca’s wolf fades away, as the sense of Luca’s physical presence fades from my mind – meaning that he’s gone, he’s gone –I turn my face into the pillow, sobbing, physically unable to do anything else, the pain wracking through me.I barely notice the stir
Jackson empties his stomach onto the corridor floor, one hand flat against the wall as he presses his eyes shut, his whole body trembling. Because – it can’t be –What he saw can’t be true –But then why is he reacting like this? He gasps in a breath, turning back towards the figure in the Prince’s
He kicks the door open when he gets there, snapping the lock and gritting his teeth when he realizes that he’ll just have to replace it. Regret fills him fully then, both for the door and his harsh thoughts towards his sister, neither of which deserved his treatment.But he’s just so…pissed.Rafe si
“Whoa,” Ben says, holding his hands up at the door, his eyes going wide when he sees the vicious expressions on his friends’ faces. “Guys, calm down. Obviously, you know I’m not going to hurt her.”With a concentrated effort, Rafe reels in his protective instinct and swallows. “I’m sorry,” he says t
“I’ll get the kitchen to send the strawberry ice cream she likes,” Ben murmurs, feeling utterly useless but thinking that it’s better than nothing. He strides for the dumbwaiter.Rafe doesn’t follow. Instead, he just collects the gauze that Jesse dropped and continues dabbing at the wound on Ariel’s