Will He Say It Novels & Stories

“So what do you say?” “Hmm.. I think next week will be good.” He groaned in disappointment. “Ugh, too fucking long.”

He does not stop swaying us, and for a moment, I fear he will not say anything. However, before I could tell him not to bother with an answer, he released a sigh, “I’ll tell you everything.”

he added. I didn't say anything. "When are you going to speak?" he worriedly questioned. His voice was tinged with sadness. "I miss the chatty Nola..." he mumbled before hugging me close. "I hope you're okay... everything will be okay; it won't be easy for you, but I know you're brave and strong," he mumbled. I averted my gaze. I'm not as strong as everyone believes.

I just told him that so he would tell Alpha Alejandro that exact information because I know Alejandro would get mad if he learnt that I am with Alpha William. That's just what I expected. "Uhm…" My gaze went back to him because he looked like he wanted to say something. His tone suddenly became serious as well. "Do you have something to say?" "Uhm, well…" He seems undecided. What is he going to say that he is hesitating too much? "Can I say something?" He asks afterwards. "Of course you can." "Tell me you won't get mad at me first." He added. What… "What is it?" I am already dying in curiosity. What is he going to say? Is it related to me?

I shrug at his question and in response to his 'will I tell Liam' question I say, "Is there a reason why I should not?" He finally turns to face me with a look in his eyes I can't decipher. "So you'll tell him" is more of a statement than a question this time. The bitterness and derision in his voice could have sharpened knives. A buzz fills my head and i swallow against it. I nod slowly. Then I shake my head with a ghost of a smile, "I will tell him if i want and if not…" I trail off with a shrug. "It's all up to me"

If he really infuriated his older brother, he might not be able to bear the consequences. Cyrus said to Cecelia after stopping just in time, “You should go now. If not, you’ll be late. I’m fine. You don’t have to keep worrying about me.” “Okay, I’m going now. If there’s anything, just… Right, we don’t have each other’s numbers. Cyrus, do you have WeChat?” William. “...” Should he say yes or yes? “Yes!” He was not the one to blame. Cecelia was the one who asked her. If he said he did not have WeChat in this day and age, Cecelia might laugh at him.

“Didn’t say anything.” “You were thinking about it.” He didn’t deny that. “Should I call a medic?” he asked instead. I shook my head. “If you are,” he said, “then tell him. Don’t keep it from him.”

"It could keep this week from being incredibly boring." He laughed, a short, nervous sound. "If you say we can, I'm not going to bring this up again. If you want anything to stop, you'll have to tell me. I don't want to have to worry constantly that you're not comfortable. Do you think you can do that?"

“I doubt I want to know what you’re thinking, but you should probably stop thinking it, Syd.” “No, you’re probably not ready to hear it,” I say, running my thumb over his cheek.

I looked back at him with wide eyes. "Just say it. I know you want to say something so just blurt it out like always. By the way, since when has my outspoken wife been so cautious to speak her heart out?' he asked me with flickering amusement in his eyes i gaped back perplexed. How did he figure it out? Was it that obvious? When i thought over his words, He is actually right! I don't ever think before speaking my heart out loud. "Actually, Um, something happened today"I decided to say.