{ Kingsley } I have a dinner party tonight with Laurent's parents, believe it or not. It wasn't my idea, of course. Olivia and Daniel invited my moms to their house and then invited me too, as an afterthought. Usually I would say no, but my mother says they want to fix years of bad relationship now that Laurent is gone and we should be cordial. I just want to go because I have a personal mission: sneak into Laurent's room again and steal something else from him that I can wear in public without fear of being charged thousands of dollars for stealing it. As soon as we get to their house I breathe in hard, trying to inhale Laurent's scent. It's faint, but it’s still here and something is better than nothing. "Hello, welcome," Olivia greets with a huge smile, opening the door and gesturing for us to enter. The house looks cleaner than the last time I was here (illegally) and Olivia is once again being extra nice. My mom is frowning and getting suspicious, but my alpha moth

❤️✨ MERRY CHRISTMAS ✨❤️****** I can't shake the discomfort no matter how hard I try. Every time I look at Christian I remember he saw something no one should ever see: Kingsley, in a position like that. That's for my eyes only, or Kingsley's now that he stuck his nose where he shouldn't, I guess. But definitely not for Christian or any other wolf. I decide to take my own car tonight because I don't want to risk being in a small place with Christian and I drive to everyone's favorite bar, where everyone is already waiting for me at a table. Miranda smiles and waves me over to her. She's in the other corner to Christian so I definitely walk over to her and try to smile at the rest of the people here. "You smell good today, Law," Miranda says giving me a hug as a greeting and burying her cold nose in my neck. I want to move or push her away, but I just smile and mumble, 'thank you,' sitting down to order food and act like I'm not fighting my wolf, who wants to go out and kill

"Christian, dude, look at me. He's just a fucking idiot kid. He hasn't even presented yet, just... please, can you just leave?" I ask, trying to keep King behind me and sound calm, "Christian, I'm asking you for a favor. Please, just go." "Yes, please. Let's just go, Alpha," Chloe says, finding the courage to get up from the couch for the first time since this drama began, still with her eyes firmly on the floor. Miranda approaches them from behind, she's silently crying. Christian has to close his eyes and take a long deep breath, but a few seconds later he nods, motions to Devin and they finally start to leave. Alex pulls Lisa out of the way while I let go of King and walk to get out of the apartment behind them, closing the door once I’m out. "I'm so damn sorry, Miranda… are you okay? I'm still half high, I couldn't react fast enough," I say, trying to get closer to her but Miranda just shakes her head and makes herself small, hiding behind her friend. I can tell now that he

The next morning I wake up with my seven a.m. alarm and respond to my mother's messages asking me to come back early so we can eat lunch together. I say I will and hop out of Laurent's bed to put on my pants, 'accidentally' forgetting my underwear, so Laurent has something to jerk off to later. I leave the room to find the three Taffys asleep in the living room. Alex is on a couch with his feet dangling over the side while Rio and Laurent are on the floor. Laurent is sleeping with one arm over Rio as if they were cuddling. If I didn't hate him so much I'd think it was super cute, but since I do, I just take a cushion and throw it at his big head. Laurent wakes up with a gasp and immediately gets up with an agility that impresses me, like he wants to fight the cushion, but once he realizes what happened he calms down and turns to look at me with puffy green eyes. Alex lets out a grunt as he stretches, but Rio is still sound asleep, so I reach over to move him with a foot until he

{ Laurent } The longest two months of my life finally pass and suddenly one day my father tells me that my sentence is over and I can go back home. I don't even have to pack because my stuff has been packed for a week now so the next day I leave the apartment perfectly clean, throw my stuff in the car and start my way back home with my heart racing. My wolf is obviously excited to see that white rat again, but my father’s words echo in my head and I think I absolutely have to be better. That means to listen to Kingsley and not look him in the eye, to listen to my father and not start fights or insult him. We can't keep fighting like we did when we were ten years old. I have to stay away from him. Of course there is another option, the option to say: fuck everyone, and look Kingsley in the eye as soon as I see him to create that bond so I can fulfill all my fantasies once and for all, but... I don't think wanting to fuck him is a good reason to literally bond our lives together f