Millie Cat นิยาย & เรื่องราว

James’s arm is still loosely draped over my shoulder, but that doesn’t last long. “Remove your arm, dickhead,” she hisses at him, and there’s enough venom in her voice to make even James blink. He lets his arm fall off me slowly, almost like he’s daring her, keeping that same cocky smirk. “Well, well. What a surprise to see you, kitty cat,” he says, his grin widening as if he finds this whole showdown amusing. Millie doesn’t even flinch. She steps forward, grabs him by the collar, and scowls right into his face. “Never call me that. And what the hell were you trying to do with her?”

’’ Catherine begins to get upset. ‘’It seems as if you have something to hide, Catty,’’ Millie says. ‘’Besides, the DNA will take only two days to get back to us.’’ ‘’You don’t talk to me, little girl.’’ Catherine holds up a hand. Millie smiles. ‘’You must take Mr. Thomas for a fool if you think he would just accept your word.’’ She then glances at Justin. ‘’I am sure I have heard your voice from somewhere. But let's just wait for the test.’’

After everything that had transpired throughout the day, she wasn't certain that she could handle any more surprises. The young lady, who appeared to be between the ages of seventeen and eighteen, shrugged and continued to wheel the trolly to the table in her room. Selena had seen her before. Millie, the girl who was taking care of her while she was going through her crazy phase. She sported blue-dyed hair that was pulled back into a ponytail. She was dressed in all pink on her from head to toe. She looked adorably colourful and happy. It was impossible to tell from her appearance whether she had been abused or terrified. Although Selena hadn't spent much time with the pack, she had formed t

“There, so beautiful.” I hold the end of the leash and give a tug, pulling her off the chair and down to her knees. She gasps, grabbing her neck in horror. “Is this—is this…?” She was on the verge of hyperventilating. “Breathe. You're hardly a pet without a collar. Be on your best manners, Kitten, and I won't tug too hard.”

“Were you and your cousin close? I mean, before her?” Lloyd took a deep breath before he answered, something about Milli’s nature reminded him of a cat. Her eyes were even pale jade like his grandmother’s cat. She was curious about people; it showed in the way she asked them about things, about their favorite memories, which she turned into confections. She was always watching, listening, trying to be nice to others. He had to make himself be kind to people because he was so used to being stern, but for her, kindness was as natural as breathing. Somehow, he knew if he told her the truth, she wouldn’t share it.

“But I think Millie’s had enough excitement for one day. Don’t you think, Adán?” I shot her a look, but she just smiled innocently, leaning back in her chair. Millie shifted, trying to sit up again. “I’m fine, really. Just…embarrassed.” “You don’t need to be embarrassed,” I said, helping her sit up properly this time. “It could have happened to anyone.” “Yeah, but it didn’t happen to anyone. It happened to me,” she said, shaking her head as she glanced around at the models who were still watching us with curious expressions. “Great. Now they’re all going to think I’m some kind of…klutz.”

Millie had made up her mind, and if there was one thing we both knew, it was that Millie didn’t back down easily. Now, Riley was going to have a little shadow following him around all the time and I couldn’t wait to tell Caleb about his litter pursuer. Of course, it was all fun and games because Millie was a little wolf and would someday find her mate, but seeing how they were now, I couldn’t help but smile in joy at their innocent little play.

It didn't take less than five seconds and I was healed magically. Nagisa's jaws dropped. " Just what are you?!" I put the bomb away and buried my hands deep in my pockets. " I'M A CAT WITH NINE LIVES!"

"I should be on my way." Just as she turned away, Calix said, "Thank you for the food." Mrs. Lawrence glanced at him, the crease between her eyebrows more pronounced. In a conspirational tone, she told Kat, "Be careful with men who look like that. You know Millie next door? She went home with a man she met at a bar. Next thing she knew, her wallet was missing." At this point Kat didn't know what to say. First off, she didn't know who the heck Millie was. Second, she knew that dating in Vegas was dodgy at best. She didn't need to be told twice.

Wake up! [Am I the only one grossed out? Treating a person like a pet? The supporting female character needs to run!] [Run? Run where? Step out that door and kiss the 880 grand goodbye. If it were me, I'd curl up on his lap forever.] That last comment struck with lethal accuracy. Yeah. Why run? I was a broke student who could barely feed herself. Now I had premium cat food, which was tuna, and a luxury cat bed, which was a penthouse, and a long-term meal ticket worth 880 grand a year.