Ari has just gotten back to the hotel room when their phone begins to buzz on the nightstand. It’s Tate, they know even before they check the screen. “I could be busy, you know. In the middle of something very important.” “Uh huh. But you’re not,” Tate says, all easy confidence. “How’s New York?” The […]
Originally a twitter prompt found here. — He hits the ground, hard. Pretty sure he’s bleeding from somewhere, too, but that’s the least of his worries. Not when the wolf is on him a second later. It’s massive; Not the leader, but likely the next alpha male. Certainly bigger than normal, though. In spite of
Four months. It’s been four months since Max, realizing he probably had nothing left to lose and no other home to go back to, let the pack take him. They haven’t turned him. No one has even tried. Honestly, the whole thing has been astonishingly well, normal, at least a solid 97% of the time.
The night before the next full moon, Kyah and Astrid come over to watch a movie; for years it had been tradition, although the details had shifted some as they got older. Still, it’s nice. When the movie ends, Astrid pulls him into a hug before she goes in another welcome return to normal. Kyah
tate’s horrible playlist that gets mentioned further down also exists here. Another week passes in what would be a blur, if not for the handful of moments that Tate manages to steal with Kyah or Ari. He wants more, but with all of them – mostly Kyah – still tiptoeing around this new thing, it’s
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takes place immediately after talk me down Something seems to settle a little, after that. Astrid still isn’t speaking to him beyond what’s necessary and that hurts, but the ache is a little easier with Ari and Kyah there. They get lunch, or dinner, or even breakfast a couple of times, sometimes all three of
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Somehow, Tate survives the rest of the week. Their schedules never quite align. A day where he could’ve met Ari for lunch, but he didn’t see the text until after. An evening where Kyah debated coming over for a bit, then talked herself out of it – all via a series of text messages while
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“You wanted to see me, sir?” Ari is pretty sure his voice doesn’t waver. It shouldn’t. He has no reason to be afraid of Reuben, other than the fact that he’s massive. And powerful. And an alpha. His alpha. He hasn’t done anything to merit that fear. There’s only so much Ari can do about
As it turns out, making out with both your mate and one of your oldest best frenemies does not inherently solve all of your problems. Who would’ve thought. After, they’d agreed that it was probably for the best if they took the rest of the weekend to think about things then got back together to
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there’s actually a playlist for this here. cw for trauma/flashbacks, mild drug use, sexual content “Tate,” Reuben says, voice gruff. He looks up from the spot on the table he’d been staring at, not quite meeting his alpha’s eyes. “Sir?” “My office. Now.” “Dad-“ “‘Pollo it’s fine,” he mumbles, already pushing away from the dinner
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