Beta - The Bayou Boys のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

TEDDY I kept one hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back as I pressed my chest against hers. She moved against me, her body reacting instinctively. Every movement drove me to push harder and deeper. I needed to feel every inch of her. My actions weren't driven by thought but by something raw and primal.She urged me on with every thrust, leaning into me, her body silently demanding more. I forced her legs further apart, opening her up as I leaned back. I positioned myself to take her with everything I had.I watched closely as her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting. The intensity of what we were doing consumed her. I tightened my hand in her hair, pulling her head back even further, exposing her neck to me. I leaned down, biting at the soft skin, hard enough to leave marks. I needed to claim every part of her, to make sure she knew she was mine. To make sure everyone else around us knew it as well. Her body tensed beneath me, her nails digging into my back. Each thrust

TEDDY The door rattled in its frame as Cassy stormed out, leaving me standing there, feeling like the floor had dropped out from under me. I couldn't calm down. How could I? This was Cassy. My Alpha, my mate, and she was the one standing in the way of something that felt as essential as breathing. I paced the room, my mind spinning with the same thought repeatedly. How could she not want this? She was supposed to be the one leading us forward, pushing for the future. Instead, all she seemed interested in was the physical part of being together, not the life that was supposed to come from it. I felt like my chest was being squeezed, tighter and tighter, until I could barely draw a breath. The need for a child, for our child, clawed at me so strongly that I could barely think straight. Why wasn't she feeling it? What was wrong with us? The walls of the house felt like they were closing in on me. I had to get out. I had to move. I opened the door and stepped outside, letting

CASSYEight hours. That's how long it had been since Teddy left, shutting me out completely. Panic twisted inside me, making breathing hard, but Phin wouldn't let me go after him. He kept telling me to stay put, to trust that Teddy would return when he was ready, but the silence in my mind was unbearable. Every time I tried to reach out to him, there was nothing. Just an empty void where his presence should have been. Phin finally got Marilee settled with me before heading out to search. He knelt down in front of her, his hands on her shoulders. "Aunt Cassy will watch you, okay? But I need to go find Uncle Teddy." Marilee's eyes widened, fear clouding her small face. "Did Uncle Teddy run away?" "No, sweetheart," Phin said, shaking his head. "He's just upset and trying to work through it. I'll bring him back, I promise." Marilee nodded, but I could see the fear in her eyes, the way she clung to Phin's hand for a moment longer than usual before letting go. As soon as Phin left,

TEDDY When I came to, the world was dark and cold, the kind of oppressive cold that sinks into your bones and refuses to let go. The air was thick with dampness, and as I shifted, I realized I was lying on a hard, uneven floor. My head pounded, and I struggled to open my eyes.Where the hell was I? This wasn't right. Louisiana didn't have basements, not like this. The thought bit at me, the impossibility of it cutting through the haze. My body ached, and when I finally forced my eyes open, I saw a flash of blonde hair. My heart jumped. Cassy?But it wasn't her. The realization hit me like a cold slap. The hair wasn't right. It was too short, too ragged. I blinked, trying to focus. I struggled to piece together where I was and how I'd gotten here. But before I could gather my thoughts, pain exploded through my side. A hard boot to the ribs knocked the breath from my lungs, and I curled in on myself as I gasped for air."Look who's awake." Another voice kick followed, and I bit bac

CASSY I knelt beside Teddy, hands shaking as I wiped the blood from his face. Relief that he was alive clashed with the horror of what I'd just done. Rod's lifeless body lay a few feet away. Teddy's wounds, which had seemed so severe moments ago, were already healing under my touch. I kissed him repeatedly, each a desperate attempt to convince myself that he was still with me, still mine. Still alive.As his flesh mended, the reality of what I'd done began to sink in. I'd killed someone. My chest tightened, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps as the enormity of it crashed down on me. I lay down beside Teddy, unable to tear my eyes away from Rod's body. The adrenaline that had carried me through the fight dwindled, leaving me cold and shaking. Teddy pulled me into his arms, but his warmth couldn't chase away the chill that had settled deep.I tried to focus on him, on the fact that he was safe, that I'd saved him. But the image of Rod's twisted, lifeless face kept pulling me b