Novel & Cerita Callie And Arizona Fanfic

“Callie’s not dumb. She can already see that he’s different with you.” Ryder might believe that he loves me and an insidious part of me wishes that were true since I still care for him. But wishful thinking will get me nowhere. He doesn’t truly know the woman I’ve become; just the girl he’d crushed on in high school. Our unresolved feelings and the case are drawing us together temporarily. Once this is over, and he no longer has to train me, he’ll get some clarity and likely be ready to move on. He’ll probably do so with a sense of relief. Whatever conversation Ryder had with this Callie woman is short. He scolds her, his expression firm, then motions to a dungeon monitor, who escorts her aw

“No, but could you ask Ares to wait for me.” “Sure.” Tomorrow was the planned date for Alora’s funeral. I just needed to get through today, then tomorrow would be a day spent in sorrow and sharing of fond memories of Kaia’s sister. I just had to survive today, put aside my anger…try and work it off before it exploded out of me. No matter how much I try to think of something else, all I can think of is Callie in her red sexy lingerie. Of how she thought I was house staff. How my mate was showering in the background…she must have seen him naked. Seen what is mine.

Maybe he’ll be able to call with her soon. I text Callie, knowing she will either bring me clarity or make me laugh. “So my cousin wants me to be Jagger’s mate and come back to White Fang.” By the time I’ve put the linens in the closet, she’s responded with a simple message. “Respectfully, FUCK HIM. That asshat left you behind. Now you got a hotter alpha.” I smile at my phone. Leave it to Callie to always put me in a better mood.

Fuck. “Callan let me go” I said while trying harder to get out of his hold. I tried to pry his hands away by using my wolf strength but I could only manage to get one arm off me... “Stop moving please, your ass is not making this easier on me” he groaned out making me halt. I was suddenly very aware of Callan dong beneath my hips. “Just bend me over and fuck me" my wolf begged. I literally had to force out the dirty images she flood my head with. Why is she like this?!??!

Dad was detained for investigation, whereas Mom was temporarily released on bail to care for the injured Callie. But their reputations were already in tatters. Callie's leg became infected, and it was said she might be left with a scar. She threw tantrum after tantrum in the hospital. "My leg is ruined! I'll never be a dancer! I'm going to kill Arlene! I'll kill that bitch!" Mom comforted her, "Callie, calm down. I'll avenge you. Once this blows over, I'll make sure that wretched girl suffers a fate worse than death."

"The demons will rip you apart and heal you only to do it again. They can do it for months. And when they’re finally bored with you, they’ll send you for the Hounds to tear apart." He looked fearful as he began to plead. "Don’t do this! I’ll do anything, Callie. I’ll be the father you want me to be. We can be a family again." She shook her head. "You can’t fool me anymore." The circle glowed a brilliant white light underneath him. "Don’t, Callie, please! I love you!" "No, you don’t." "Please!" "Say hi to Azazel for me."

I said and waved gently at her, causing her face to glow with a darker shade of pink. I chuckled amusedly to myself as I eavesdropped on her conversation with Xyla, they talked about Dylan, their future plans for a baby and other girly gossips and I could feel Callie tense up whenever my name was mentioned. ‘There’s no escape from this, those four years were not in vain.’ I mumbled to myself before falling asleep. The next morning, she was gone and I asked of her from Xyla who seemed to be pissed at everything I did simply because ‘I avoid bonding with her mate’ which I found dramatic and a bit extra.

Please also tell Axton that I love him. With Love, Callie’

Liora stared at him, drinking in every inch of his towering frame. Her cub leaped within her, kicking with excitement. She tried not to get hopeful but it was a reflex she could not control. For as long as they were bonded, she would have faith that they would find their way back to each other, no matter how long it took. “Get out, omega.” Ronin stepped to the side. Callie threw her a pitiful look before scurrying past him down the hall.

There was a time I would've melted in that warmth, let myself stay in his arms a little longer. But not anymore. I pushed him away with resolve. My tone was cold. "Callum, don't hold me. Don't forget—you have a girlfriend. Caryn was in that car with you. Is she okay?" At the mention of her name, his expression turned stormy. "Don't talk about her." I frowned slightly. I thought I understood Callum. If he said he liked Caryn, then he really must've liked her. But now, the way he flinched at her name like it left a bad taste in his mouth—what was that supposed to mean?