Krizantem
@LacivertKrizantem
Bir şey koptu benden, şey, her şeyi tutan bir şey..
Öğrenci
İstanbul üniversitesi
88 okur puanı
Nisan 2022 tarihinde katıldı
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My stomach actually growled with hunger, and my cheeks heated slightly. I wasn’t hungry for food.
The little alpha was a fucking survivor, and I would ensure no one ever hurt her again. She had just gained an angry bear as her protector.
He will be my chewing toy ~
He was so big that I wanted to wrap my maw around his bicep and gnaw. He looked chewy.
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She was the female alpha, which meant she was better than the betas. If she wanted fucking friendship, she could have it with us. If she wanted more than friendship, then she could suck my dick, not his.
It wasn’t their fault that I was obsessed with the little princess. However, it was their fault that they’d been touching me when I belonged to her.
What the actual fuck? I fought the urge to snarl in frustration as I raked my hands over my face. I didn’t belong to the princess. I’d never even fucking kissed her.
So why were her lush lips and long white hair all I could focus on?
When the announcer had fondled me, I’d fought the urge to throw her across the room with a roar. I’d wanted to be pressed against the princess, completely boxing her in among all three of us.
Fuck, we were the sluts throwing ourselves at her.
Ehehe Sharing is caring. :)
I stilled as the air became saturated with the scent of frosty chestnuts. My mouth watered, and I gulped.
Both men moved forward at once and pinned me between them.
“However, I also must order you to attend a weekly psychological meeting with me to work on homicidal impulses. As a war general, you must curb them if you are to be successful.” Auntie’s exuberant smile said she wasn’t actually concerned about curbing any impulses.
I was half-worried that Sadie would become more intense if she met with Auntie.
The little alpha said nothing, just glared back at the woman with a stony expression.
“I have to disagree. It wasn’t homicidal. It seemed logical,” Aran said loudly from beside Sadie.
The blue-haired boy put a serious expression on his face, but it was clear what he was doing.
Unfortunately, Auntie fell for it. “Very well. Aran is also ordered to attend my sessions with Sadie. Anyone else showing signs of sociopathy?”
The entire room stayed dead silent,
Like a little kitten with claws.
I knew from having five sisters that if I ever dared tell her she was cute, her saber-toothed beast would likely rip my face off.
Women didn’t like to be told how adorable they were. Which was too damn bad because, from my towering perspective, she was tiny.
*more giggles*
“Half rep,” Cobra said to Sadie silkily as he did pull-up reps with two-hundred-pound plates hanging off his waist. “It doesn’t count.”
“I’ll show you a half rep.” Sadie’s chest rattled with anger. She had started growling yesterday, and I didn’t know if I should be concerned or turned on.
I was kidding myself. It was sexy as hell.
Bu cümleyi kaç kitapta gördüğüm önemli değil, kalbim yine kelebekleniyor...
My beast had gone crazy inside me. *Mine*, a voice had told me.
Yeap, that's me.
Plus, I was never going to enter into a relationship; zero sexual experience ensured that. If I were in a league, it would be called “scrawny chicks with homicidal voices and general unwellness.”
The big man made me want to break down and sob like a little girl.
For just a moment, I imagined wrapping my arms around him and letting him protect me from the world.
I closed my eyes and slammed my head down against the hard floor. The minor concussion cleared the crazy from my brain.
No one was going to save me.
*Giggles*
Ascher opened his mouth like he was going to say something, and I quickly cut him off.
“Stop trying to interrogate me. I’m not a spy for the fae queen, and I don’t want to be here anymore than you want me here. Understood?”
“Understood.” Jax smiled at me like I was a cute little kitten and not a bruised girl who had just yelled nonsense about pissing while standing up.
“Look good, feel good,” I had heard a woman at the bar say before.
“Look like shit, feel like bigger shit,” I said to the mirror and gave myself a thumbs-up.