They are no more

BELLA

My excited mood was hampered by them. Despite the subtle signs I was giving, they seemed not to be understanding any of it, just moping at me like fools. It was infuriating.

“Look at me,” Blue said, his tone carrying a weight that forced me to do what he demanded. There was this compulsion, an intense need to do as he ordered unquestionably. It was as if my body were programmed to only obey the voice, something that didn't sit well with me, but I couldn't do anything about it.

“We are going to help you through your shift. I don't know if I can help with that, but I believe we will pull it off,” he continued his blue irises boring holes in mine. Fred held my paw without uttering a word. Though my gaze was on Blue, I could feel his stare on me.

“Are you ready?” Blue's voice brought me back to him, as he asked the question, his gaze intent, and his face scrunched in deep thoughts.

I made a sound of agreement in my throat, and he took that as a cue to start. As his words flowed