MasukLIAM~~~Immediately after I returned home from classes, I headed straight to my room, my joints creaking with every step.All I wanted was to sleep for the next twelve hours, yet I found myself lying on my back, while an irritating itch crawled on my back.I scratched it, and the sensation eased for a moment before returning.I need to shower. Wearing a turtleneck during this period was so frustrating.My fingers were on the hem of my shirt, about to pull it off, when I heard Fredrinn moving out of his room.“I’ll be there in a minute,” he muttered.Then I remembered our conversation with Dane. Had Fane figured it out?I forgot about the shower and burst through the door, catching up with him just a step away from the door.“Are you going to meet Dane?”His eyes and fingers were still on his phone. “I’ll be back soon. I’ll tell you everything he told me.”The corner of my lips pressed together. “I thought we agreed it was you and me.”Fredrinn lifted his head, his expression shifting
FREDRINN~~~Seven Alphas, that was how many we had around the table, and I was able to make it six. With Rourke, it’d still be seven, so it’s fine.My fingers tapped as my eyes remained fixed on Won's seat—empty seat, thinking of a reasonable reason I could give for kicking Won out He was never late for meetings. Across from me, Rourke sat, arms crossed across his chest, looking too comfortable considering that every member in the room would’ve preferred him six feet underground.The double doors of the hall opened, and Wom strutted in. His expression was neutral until his gaze landed on Rourke; his brows furrowed, his upper lip curling. “What is he doing here?” Won’s eyes sliced to me.My hand remained clasped on the table. “I thought I had mentioned this before. Rourke will be joining the Alliance.”Won let out a short laugh. “I’m not sitting at this table while this Barbarian sits here like he’s a real Alpha like one of us.” His voice gained a sharp edge. That was it—my open
FREDRINN~~~Liam stood there waiting, his eyes fixed somewhere around my chest.I should’ve said no. I was still feeling that strange incessant tug in my chest. His scent still made me warm like I was stepping into a hot bathtub.‘You’re going to let him in.” Gedon was already going haywire.Get a grip, I told myself.It was Liam—the same one who had followed me around as a child. He had slept in my room then. Nothing had changed. Except we were older now, and Scott wasn’t here.Scott and I had shared a bed many times. This was no different.I stepped aside. “Of course, little storm.”Something flashed across his eyes, his shoulders dropping as he stepped into the room. His scent followed him into the room, swallowing every bit of fresh air.I held my breath.‘How long do you think you can keep doing that?’ Gedon asked, the amusement never leaving his voice.I said nothing.‘An hour? Two?’Sometimes I wondered if I could exorcise Gedon.Behind me, the bed creaked. Liam was already
LIAM~~~The blood wouldn’t stop coming, no matter how many times I wiped it off.“I’m fine,” I muttered, another wipe, smearing the black blood across my skin.Like I had grown a second head, Fredrinn stood there.Another trickle spilled from my nostrils. Before I could clean it off again, Fredrinn’s hands were already on my face. His fingers were warm and gentle against my skin, wiping it off.I almost leaned into his touch, almost forgot about the blood and Sebastien standing behind me.Then a thought crept into my head. You can’t even wipe your own blood.My jaw stiffened, and I slapped his hand away. “I can do it myself.”Fredrinn’s hands hung between us for several seconds before he lowered them. Still, his warmth lingered on my cheeks, hotter than the liquid that had crept down my face.Searching my face, Fredrinn asked, “Come on, tell me what’s going on?”My lips parted, but Nyratha's voice in my head cut me off. ‘Stop it. Just stop it and tell him.’Nyratha's voice came out
LIAM~~~I couldn’t sleep properly, knowing Scott had gone on a three-day trip with my father, and they were just one discussion away from sending me away.The thought still occupied my mind as I stirred the coffee in a mug on the dining table.Fredrinn sauntered in, raking his hand through his hair, yawning.He reached for a cup and poured coffee into it. “I miss Scott; by now he would’ve made breakfast, that boy didn’t play with that.”My fingers flexed around the teaspoon. A few seconds before I lifted my gaze.“When Rourke kidnapped me” I stuttered, returning to stirring the coffee. “…what if he decides to kidnap me again?” This was the time. Maybe he could tell me the truth now. If Scott knew, then he knew too.“He wouldn’t kidnap you again.” Fredrinn turned, backing me. Of course he wouldn’t tell me. He and Scott were the same—birds of the same fucking ugly feathers. Fredrinn turned around, his eyes lingering on my turtleneck longer than they should.For a moment, I thought h
FREDRINN~~~After stepping out of the car and shutting the door, Dane leaned into the car through the window.“You need me,” he said, “Scott might be good at gathering information, but he doesn’t know how to use it.”I knew he was only trying to use this opportunity to sneak back into the friend group. “I’ll only need you if you can give me answers without dragging Liam to the middle of this,” I said.Dane let the silence hang before a smirk played on his lips. “You're awfully protective of that boy.”I knew what the smirk on his lips implied. “I’m not you,” I muttered.Dane's smile disappeared, his nose wrinkling. “Well, it’s easier said than done.” He straightened up. “If you need me, you know how to reach me.”The moment he pushed off the car, I started the engine and pulled into the street of the campus.‘You know he’s right?’ Gedon muttered. ‘We need to figure out what wolf is in Liam?’I shook my head.‘We just managed to remove Liam from Rourke’s radar. The moment we associa



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