The Dark Side Of Mates
I see Lisa roll her eyes, shoving him off and yanking her arm from him.
“Get out of my way.”
Atlas growls and grabs her arm again, when Lisa whirls around and spits at him.
“I do whatever the fuck I want,” she snarls, pushing on Atlas’ chest.
A low, intimidating growl then escapes Maxon, as he slowly moves his eyes to Lisa.
“Is this how a Luna composes herself?”
Hades chuckled.
“She’s no Luna,”
Lisa’s eyes whipped to us, her gaze moving from Maxon to Hades who leaned back against the couch, his arms crossed against his chest.
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