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~Theodore ~ 💞
Kill me already.
Her view was eating me alive.
She had a sculpted figure which was very curvy. Her waist was narrowed and elevated her full hour glass figure. She had a flushed complexion and a pair of arched eyebrows that looked down on her sweeping eyelashes. Her delicate ears framed a button nose.
Perfection.
A set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed as she nervously looked at her friend leave. It was a pleasure to see her lightly flowing, darkened brown hair but lost its life downhill due to less maintenance. Her enticing, constellation-blue eyes gazed at me soon after, over her puffy, heart shaped lips.
Oh, what I wouldn't do to taste them.
"Time to go baby girl," I say as I gaze at her lips a little longer.
Right then, I hear the faintest noise of a grumble, a small squeak and I posing danger, seek for the source of the noise, alerted. I turn to see no one but Rey, standing in the hall, confused as to what I was doing.
Then it hits me, that's her stomach, she was hungry.
I let out a chuckle and say, "Let's go eat," I start moving forward to place her hands in mine, to feel her skin on mine.
"I'm not hungry," She simply states even though I can practically hear her stomach clawing for food.
"No. You will eat first," I order. "You are my responsibility now, and --"
"I am not!" She squeals, crossing her arms and arching her eyebrows. "Take me to my dungeons."
"Fiesty, I like it," Marcus, my wolf insists, begging me to release him. He howls at the thought of her, and if released will do anything to be by her side.
For quite some time now he was torturing me and clawing my skin side for a shift. Usually, it's because of stress, and I don't blame him, I was pretty worked up.
But now, I know why.
"Patience Marcus," I reply back through the link as he mentally rolls his eyes and huffs.
I'll wait for her. Her consent is more important.
"Well, we are not going anywhere till you agree," I say, we play a childish game. I imitate her and cross my arms as well.
Quirking my eyebrows, I wait for a reply. A few minutes of silence and then she breaks it again, in a slow feeble voice,
"Look, I just lost my friend, and umm -" She pauses, deciding the right words to be used, "Fine, I am hungry,"
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