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“No. That’s not. I’m stating the fact. You need to stop whatever you’re planning. You’re no match for me, understand?” His words chilled her to the core. She shouted to mask her fear. “Stop reading my thoughts. I hate you!” “I’ll try, Danica. But with you, I can’t always control.” That was a lie! He reached for her throat. His thumb stroked along it, in a gesture of possession. Strangely, it calmed her nerves, while arousing something else. She caught herself leaning forward and stopped. “I scare you,” he muttered, his eyes hooded. “I’d be lying if I said I entirely hated that.”

While the man puts them down, Brandon glances at me and says softly with a big smile, “This was supposed to be a surprise, but I fucked that one up. Sorry. I didn’t realize that it was this late.” Clearing his throat, he adds, “Thanks man, they are beautiful.” Before taking out his wallet and handing the man several crisp hundred-dollar bills. After the man takes them, he nods, and then turns to leave, but not before Brandon playfully smacks him on the back and says, “I hope your bachelor party tonight hits the spot. Dani here is the best at what she does.” Hesitating, he acts like he is in deep thought for a moment and then comments, “By the way, she is mine so don’t get any ideas. She

Pasha said with a proud smirk lacing his wrinkled face and looked at Maya, who glanced at him once. “Hold your horses, grandpa!” Danny interrupted his daydreaming. “What?” Pasha’s neck snapped back at Danny. “She thinks she is my plaything.” Danny chuckled. It was the first time in his life that he was genuinely interested in a woman, but she was treating him like a plaque and running away from him. “Is she not?” Pasha asked leisurely, breaking Danny’s trail of thoughts. “What?” He asked, clueless. “Is she not your plaything?” Pasha asked again, and Danny flared in anger.

Ash said, "Don't cling to him like that. Give him some space to calm down!" It was only then that Danny realized we weren't alone in the living room, and his face turned red. Danny awkwardly leaned his head on Ash's shoulder, avoiding looking at us. In my mind, the image of Danny struggling at the hotel entrance, bewildered and unsure of what to do, emerged again. And then the scene of Danny crying in agony over a long-term relationship betrayed, the pain he endured was unimaginable.

She said trying to hold back tears and continued to drown her waffle. Marcus smirked at me. I could have torn his throat out then, and there. But I felt Danny slip her hand into mine seeking comfort. I squeezed her gently. “I have a bit of business to attend to. I will be seeing you all for dinner.” He declared as he stepped out. “Is that a promise or a threat.” Brenda huffed. “He is horrible.” She said and then smiled at me. “How are you doing?” She asked. “Better now that he is gone.” Danny told her.

I shimmied into Danny's varsity jacket as we walked toward the parking lot, and pulled it tightly around my body. Danny was standing against his red pickup truck, talking on the phone to someone, assumedly his mom. She hadn't been able to make it to the game tonight, since his little sister was sick all afternoon. I watched him as he ran a hand through his messy hair, chuckling at something his mom said. His mom was his kryptonite, he was an absolute mama's boy. He caught me out of the corner of his eye, and his face lit up. "I gotta go, I love you." He said quickly, and hung up as I walked up to him. "Hi." He pulled me close to his side and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

Mara panted, her hands involuntarily sliding into Danny’s thick, dark hair as he moved down her body. "The timeline... it could be Kenny's..."Danny asserted ​"It doesn't matter whose blood runs in his veins," Danny growled, his hands gripping her thighs, parting them with an unyielding authority. "I've claimed him, just like I've claimed you. You two are mine, so you better get that into your head." “ Remember, don’t ever let him touch you again. Else you won’t like what I might do to you,” Danny warned as he bit her ear painfully. Like he wanted her to remember this cruel part of her should she refuse to listen to him.

Danny was now balancing on a tight rope, one wrong move and his ending would be inevitable. Danny drew his lower lip between his lip as he thought for a moment, before a look of sheer determination transformed his face. “If that’s what it takes,” he gave Nate a sharp nod, “then I will do it. Before me is my Queen, not Skylar. I want to prove my loyalty to you, Luna.” His eyes bored into mine, allowing me to observe the sincerity in them. Nate abruptly clapped his hands together. “Excellent. Maddie?” Maddie shuffled forward whilst rummaging in her pocket, before pulling out the now familiar clear vial. Danny’s eyes surveyed the pink liquid as he took the vial from Maddie’s grasp, before he ga

At the moment, it’s a blowjob—something I have been dying to give him for weeks. I skip dinner and head straight into bed, trying to wrap my head around the insanity that just happened. Maybe I fell asleep in the car and all this is a dream. The thought flies out the window as soon as I remember Shane’s inquisitive look. There’s no way Pajama guy decided to haunt my dreams. If that guy were to show up in my slumber, he would be the Grim Reaper that ends me without a second’s hesitation. It’s real. All of it, including the lipstick I am to wear tomorrow.

Transforming back to monstrosity, I howled as a go signal and we dashed forward, determine to win this battle. Dana leaped towards me and we both collided in the air before landing back to the surface in a split second. Our pack tried their best to push back our enemies as Gwen and Cayde ran ahead of us along with Enzo. As the light slowly travelled away from us, I looked over my shoulder, seeing Dana with a smirk on her face, one of her arms was partially shifted into a monstrous form. I gritted my teeth when I realized that she managed to scratch me on my shoulder. But that confirmed it, she was no hybrid but she was stronger than any of her underlings. That was expected of the foundation