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AZURA. "Try me." His words rang in my head, and I wanted to. Somehow, I wanted to blurt it all out and have him fix it… It was weird, the way he made me feel like I could rely on him. It confused the heck out of me because I always handled everything myself. He looked so yummy in that black shirt and grey pants. His toned thighs, narrow waist and those delicious muscular biceps… This guy was born with incredible genes and those blue eyes… goddess never had I liked the colour more. But the way he was behaving was unnerving me… I could feel his anger. I just wasn’t sure if it was because I left the room, or fucked up his delta’s face, or because maybe seeing me injured pissed him off? Stop kidding yourself Azura… He marked you, rejected you, and watched you collapse before walking away… The memory felt like a harsh slap in the face, and I broke our eye contact, moving away from his touch. I pushed the painful thought away and took a deep breath. "I was in here when I heard two l
LEO. I was ready to hit the gym with Emmet once I had Corrado fed. I was already dressed in grey sweatpants, a white tank top and sneakers. He was still giving me those sad looks, and I wondered if he was just being stubborn or actually missing Azura What’s to miss anyway? An image of her, came to my mind. Pretty much a lot. Fuck that. "Want to have breakfast with Azura today?" I asked as I flipped the crepes over in the pan. His eyes widened in excitement, and he nodded. "Is she back! Yes! Let’s go!" He said, jumping off the worktop. "Hold up fast guy, we need to get your breakfast made." "Oh yes, Azura can’t cook. We must make her breakfast too, Daddy." I frowned. "She must have food at her place." "But you said I’ll have breakfast with her…" "I only cook for you." I muttered, glancing down at him, only to see the sadness in his eyes. "But this is for me." Fuck, this kid was good at emotional blackmail. "Fine." I frowned and he smiled happily, as if he hadn't just b
AZURA. The door shut behind Leo, and I let out the breath I was holding. It was weird. I didn’t know if I preferred him in the suit that he was wearing last night, his leather jacket, or in those sweatpants... Fuck, this guy was far sexier than he should even be allowed to be. I missed my own workouts, but being pregnant and with everything going on I had fallen behind. I know that training during pregnancy is fine, as long as you don’t put any frontal impact on the stomach. "Let’s eat Azura, Daddy makes the best food." Corrado declared, drawing me out of my thoughts. Leo made these… I didn’t even know what to think as I sat down, my heart still racing from the way he had brushed my arm on purpose. What does he want from me? I looked at the plate in front of me, crepes folded into triangles drizzled with Nutella, a dusting of icing sugar, and strawberries on top. So aesthetically pleasing. This plate looked almost as good as Leo did. Almost. "Oh, it looks very yummy!" I exclai
AZURA. "I meant in a fight." I muttered. He raised his eyebrow. "That’s what I meant." He remarked. Wait no he… "Is your mind always in the gutter or do I simply get to you?" Of course, you do. You damn annoying Rossi. "Don’t get so full of yourself." I scoffed. "Am I wrong?" "If I want my mind to be in the damn gutter, I have every right to keep it there. I don’t need anyone’s approval." I retorted, annoyed when he caged me between the worktop once more. "Even if it involves me?" "Yes, because it's my mind, so whether I imagine you naked, or in a pair of neon pink boxers, that’s my mind, my choice." "Oh? So if I imagine you naked, that’s totally ok?" "Why, do you?" I challenged. He didn’t reply, his eyes trailing over me before they slowly flicked up to meet mine, and I knew I had gotten my answer. I saw him swallow, his eyes darkening when they skimmed to my lips. My entire body was reacting to his closeness. Even with the bond that was hanging by only a thread, only in
LEO. We were sitting in the cinema, watching a kid’s movie, but I could tell Corrado wasn’t enjoying it as much, as he was enjoying watching me with a huge smile on his face. I felt fucking bad, I was gone so often that he was regularly left without even seeing me on some days. "Not enjoying the movie?" I asked, looking down at him. He shook his head. "No, I love it! I'm loving the movie because Daddy came with me." He smiled and I leaned down, cupping the back of his head, placing a kiss on his forehead. "Me too. It may be boring, but I like that we get this time, you know." I remarked, adjusting his mini popcorn tray in his lap. "Thank you, Daddy." I gave him a wink before glancing at my phone. Azura hadn’t left her room, which I was relieved about, but I couldn’t get what happened earlier out of my fucking mind. She was still hurting from all the shit I did to her… But she didn’t get what I had meant, I regretted marking her because of my limited time… I know Jackie has told
LEO. "Your baby won’t die, not on my fucking watch." I promised her, my mind racing as I tried to think of the best course of action. She was looking at me with her eyes flickering from silver to blue, her heart thundering as she clutched her stomach. Her lips parted, but she was unable to put two words together. I knew my medical shit… Although werewolves could take a hell of a lot more than a human, the trauma of his kick could have damaged the placenta. "You are going to be ok." I murmured, lifting her carefully into my arms. Her heart was racing, her entire body shaking, and I had never fucking seen her look so vulnerable. You fucking will be ok. ‘I need our top gynaecologist ready to check on a patient with blunt force trauma to her abdomen.’ I said through the link, the urgency in my voice crystal clear. I ran from the apartment to the lift. ‘Winona I need you to go down through my office to my underground quarters. Just go through my office, I’ll open the entrance for y
AZURA. Everything was a blur... Fear, horror, panic. Leo. I didn’t know how, but I wanted him to fix this. He seemed to be the type to always know what to do. I was always strong and didn’t need anyone, but was it weird that he gave me a sense of strength and safety. When he took back his rejection, I felt my wolf come to life in a way, feeling a cool wave wash over me… Then when he told me to mark him… I knew it was for this baby, and that’s all that mattered to me. Our baby deserved to live. The strength I had felt. The pain in my stomach had subsided, and then whatever he had injected into me, seemed to work. I had felt a similar sensation to how it felt when Kiara healed me in the past. A strong surge of coolness washed over me. He looked guilty, the worry in his eyes so raw and intense that I didn’t know what to say. The way his hand rested protectively on top of mine on my stomach… I was about to say something when Kiara had come, but when she tried to heal me… nothing
AZURA. I had looked in the mirror ten times before convincing myself that the shorts and sports bra were totally ok to go out in. I put on Kiara’s strappy black heels, not wanting to rummage in the bag that had been retrieved from my apartment, in case Kia got disturbed. Damn, I loved this woman’s heel collection… Last year I had liked a pair of snakeskin knee-high boots of hers, and she had told me I could keep them. Selfless as always. After zipping them up, I made my way to the door, just when I saw my phone screen light up. I was sure it was from Sky, she was the only one up at this time, but I wasn’t going to cross the room when I had just reached the door. I’ll get back to her later. I slipped out of the room silently, making my way down the dimly lit hallway, tip-toeing down the stairs. I could see the light in the lounge was still on. Were Marcel and Al still awake? Ok… I don’t want them to hear me leaving. Wait, Al has like supersonic hearing; he’ll know either way, and