Boola Chapter73
Eat
Posturing without speaking, these two males regard each other, neither looking away. Eyes convey messages of war that no words
could ever do justice for
A smile shows teeth from Dallas he won’t use yet, and Clayton’s sneer reveals teeth he can’t use yet.
“Kenny!” Kimberly’s juvenile voice is at the entrance of the clinic
“Cover me up.” Clayton shifts from menace to concern, almost a pleading quality in that voice of his. Kennedy goes to him, bringing the sheet over his back up to his neck. He gives a small hiss of pain from the contact of the covers. She touches his hair, feeling the side of his jaw in careless movements, and I wonder if the stubble is prickly on her flesh.
A flash of white, sharp teeth almost bites her fingers off. His wolf might not be able to ascend yet, but a very small part has just shown Kennedy what it wants to do to her. He wants to eat the hand that was just touching his face.
“Stay away from me!” His jaw myscles twitch with the effort of trying to stay clenched.
Her face shows her struggle. She looks down at her finger. A very small cut is noticeable on her hand.
Her
Love bites. She needs to be careful or else her body will be scarred with that kind of love.
Will she put in the effort it will take to convince his wolf that she’s the one for him? Will she quit on their love?
“Kenny!” Kimberly runs into her brother’s healing room and into Kennedy’s arms, pressing her nose into her neck. “I’ve missed y much.” They are holding each other so close. Kennedy is stroking her hair now, soothing this small pregnant female’s emotions.
Cash leans against the door frame, eyes only for Clayton
you so
“Stop now!” Dallas’s voice is even with no inflection in tone, meant to be listened to. Cash straightens slightly, looking at Kennedy.
“You promised me, Kenny. You promised to help me if this happened. I need you.” All of our headstilt slightly at this young female’s words.
“What did she promise to help you with?” Clayton’s eyes are on Kennedy, yethe asked Kimberly the question.
A peculiar feeling starts to crawl underneath my skin, prickling down my spine.
“She told me she would treat my pup like her own. That you and she would raise it like your own. I didn’t have to worry about anything ” Hidden truths are revealed.
Disgust rolls through me. Kennedy was willing to risk the death of Kimberly, her lover’s sister. She was willing to possibly sacrifice a life so she could raise a life as her own.
Truth can be disgusting sometimes, all in the name of love
“What did you do?” Clayton’s eyes now really look at Kennedy, seeing her without the glamour that blurred her lines to him. He’s seeing the naked truth in all its repulsive glory. You can tell he’s thinking this by the way his mouth is turned down, his sourness filling the room now, making me start to breathe through my mouth
“I never did anything.” She can’t meet his eyes, a lie from those vocal cords that shake slightly.
“What did you do?” he repeats
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Her guilty eyes dart around the room, while she still holds Kimberly to her chest. Cash straightens up, looking at her with disgust. A growl escapes his throat, fist clenched at this side.
“Tell him!” Cash is red–faced, steaming mad. I eye him up and down, still wondering when he will quit, what his breaking point is, what it will take for him to throw away what the moon so graciously gave him? He’s leaning up against the wall, as if he needs it to keep himself standing. Does this new light in her character make his lunees weak, just not in a good way?
Her sharp eyes flash to Cash. She can’t hide her disgust for this male who’s supposed to be her biggest treasure.
“You unlocked the door, didn’t you?It was you!” The light switch must be turning on in his brain, putting everything together. His eyes travel up and down his everything, looking at her in disbelief.
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What’s more hurtful the lie that she’s been hiding, or the fact that she put his sister’s lif
life at risk for their love?
“Let me explain.” Now she turns to plead with a lover who doesn’t want to hear anything her tarnished mouth has to say. Tears leak down her reddened cheeks, and a sob escapes her lips as she tries to get the words out. She shakes her head to him. He looks like he’s lost that loving feeling for her.
His hands turning to fists, he pulls on the chains that are attached to the bed holding him in his place.
Her words are thick like molasses trying to go down a metal drain, slow and copious, as if she’s trying to find the right lies to spew Except we all can see the lie that’s standing stagnant and rotten in the air.
Dallas looks at her in such disgust it’s hard not to flinch away. Great rolling waves of rage for that female is lighting a fire inside him. I can see a tremor in his hand as he pushes himself away from Clayton’s bed. He takes a step toward the two females who are still holding each other. A growl roars out of the base of his chest that has us all shaking except Clayton; he’s trying his best to get out of those leather cuffs that hold him to the bed.
