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Toffe Tibbs had decided he was going to turn down the throne and stay on land with his family, he found out at his eighteenth birthday party that he and Vasa were destined mates and we were happy for him. I had just made passionate love to my beautiful mate and I had promised her one day I would take her to Oceania for a vacation but right now it was business. I was feeling much better, I had my bloodlust under control now that I got Tricia's blood unknown to the others. I was not willing to talk my problems out with them as yet, I didn't want pity or disappointing looks coming from them, and I didn't want them to think I was a failure at my job. I waited until Issy was in the bath and I wen

“It’s just been… heavy at home.” “Well, heavy is what I’m here to fix,” Toby said, bumping his shoulder against mine. “The guys are heading out to the cove tonight. Bonfire, cheap beer, maybe some questionable guitar playing. You should come. Get some sand in your shoes and forget about the ‘Titan of Industry’ for five minutes.” The invitation felt like a life raft. A night under the stars with people my own age, talking about music and midterms instead of the weight of a secret that could destroy three lives.

I made sure my voice was slow intentionally, so it would sound as deadly as I was feeling. And I waited for the storm to break. It took a moment for Garrick to look at Toby, and when he did, I saw the shift in his expression. “Toby? What are you doing here?” He asked. Hmm, so it was true. They were truly cousins. Well, that didn't account for Toby ending here to deliver Ridge’s message. It could only mean he was a traitor, and that extended to Garrick. I signalled to the men that brought Toby in to kick Garrick down and they did.

I was 23 and Toby was 24 in this story. I’d arrived at the summer camp in Canada with excitement in my veins. Ditching my shit job for a summer of fun is just what I needed. I was going to be a camp counsellor along with a load of other young people. One guy, Toby, kinda stood out, he was from Michigan, and he’d played lacrosse in high school. He was handsome in a slightly goofy way. He has bushy brown hair and he was tall, athletic.

My fingers trembled just a little as I shielded my eyes, my breath catching softly in my throat while I tried to maintain eye contact. “Hi. I’m Tobias …. Toby to my friends,” he said with a heavy Jamaican accent. His voice was deep, rich, and velvety, rolling out slowly with that smooth island lilt that made every word feel like a caress. There was a natural seduction in his tone — warm, confident, and teasing all at once. ‘wow! Look at this cock… so hot and sexy’ I thought. “I’m Poppy”, I said. My voice came out softer than usual, slightly breathy, carrying a hint of excitement as I spoke.

He was too good of a guy and if you hurt someone like Toby, then you would just be a bad person. Soon enough, my time was up and another DJ took over. I made my way over to the bar. Toby glanced over his shoulder just as I came up and broke into a big smile. He was so happy to see me; I could see the love in his eyes. So, yeah, no. There would be no Milo and me. “Hey, baby,” Toby said and slipped his arm around my waist, giving me a quick peck on the cheek. “This is the famous Milo.”

"Our campus Coordinator asked if I would love to accompany the future moon candidates to camp near the beach, due to my title as Moon 2016. Guys it is fate, I am not meant to give up on him. I agreed to go to the camp and also volunteered you two to go with too. I know what I did was a dick move, I should have at least asked you beforehand but in the heat of the moment I didn't think. I do not know what to do and I need my best friends to support me, I can feel it Toby is my fated mate. Back then, call me selfish but I did not want to be tied down. We were both too young and his age made me most uncomfortable especially when we speak of responsibility so I kinda let my fated slip through my

*Toby* Toby and Liam were headed home after a long day of training. The day started out with pack training, followed by training with the Alpha-to-be. Mathias had chosen Liam as his Beta and worked with him every day on pack responsibilities. While Liam was the one chosen for Beta, Toby, the loyal twin, stayed behind to help his brother. He was happy for Liam, but he couldn't help the twinge of jealousy at his brother's success.

Toby tells them. “Get her on the phone and I will take care of the rest.” Shaba tells him. Toby dialed his sister up. When she answered she asked very harshly, “What do you want and it better not be to borrow money, I told you Toby, with Stephen being out of work now I need every damn penny I get from you.” “No, but I am calling about money.” Toby replied. “I knew it, I fucking knew it. First you bring a child into this world by awful means and then because you don’t want to take care of her you give her to me only to discover she is part witch, which by the way is how Stephen lost his job and the reason we had to move away from our pack. And now you are telling me….” “I got a new job they g

He instinctively looked up at the sky, deep in thought. Then, Ronan chimed in, "Uncle, you're fortunate to have survived that. A few more days of rest, and you'll be fine." "Uncle?" Chad looked at Toby in confusion. Toby smiled and explained, "Dr. Jennings, you might not know this. Tenan Ward was my former superior. He had no children, so I became his adopted son." Chad understood and got straight to the point. "How did he fall ill?" Toby gave Ronan a dark look, hesitant to speak.