Laila’s eyes dart between me and Tony as she stands perfectly still, clearly trying to come up with some kind of excuse – any excuse - for why she’s in silky lingerie and coming out of Orion’s bedroom. She lets out a pathetic little squeak, her shoulders slumping, as she utterly fails.“Laila!” I hi
“It wasn’t a line, she was drunk!” Orion says, casting out a hand towards our friend. “She just needed somewhere to sleep!”When Laila doesn’t respond, her head still tucked against my shoulder, her body mostly limp with embarrassment in my arms, Orion goes pale. I cackle with glee.“Oh my god,” Ori
Laila stills for a moment and then shakes her head, not looking at me. “I don’t know how Orion feels about me. I…I was the one who initiated things last night. And he…gave in. But was he just drunk? Or being a…a boy?”My wolf growls inside of me, not liking the idea that Orion would take advantage o
Contestants,The next Trail will be held tomorrow at 11:00.“Damn,” Anton murmurs, leaning over Laila’s shoulder and reading her note. “That is…concise.”I had my note to Orion so he can see too and he nods once, his face tense.“I guess…we’re expecting more of the same?” I say, my voice growing mor
I sit up straight against the back of the couch, staring in awe between Orion and Anton as they face off against each other because these two –Honestly, despite all of this nonsense, I’ve only ever seen them be kind to each other.What – what the hell is going on here?“You need to back off, Tony,”
“Can we have a minute?”Anton and I both go quiet and turn towards the big Alpha behind the bar in the corner of the room, glaring at us all tense and upset.“A minute?” I ask, dropping my hands from my temples and again sitting straight.“Yes, a minute,” he says, giving a stern nod. “You and I, Jun
Things are…tense in my room all afternoon.Anton and I sit on the couch for most of it, passively watching TV, not speaking much. The show we watch is a pretty funny one – a familiar old slapstick sitcom. But neither of us laugh. When the hour grows late and it’s time for me to get changed, Anton is
“Hi, Beatrice,” Anton says, looking down at me as he walks by Orion and me to take his place at Beatrice’s side. Anton smirks when his eyes alight on my sharp little fangs, pressing into my lower lip.I only bare my teeth more as I see the two of them standing next to each other, my eyes darting bet