Losing His Control 

YILEYNA “And then I cut off his tail, before slaying him on the spot!” “Bravo!” 

That story was overly exaggerated… I resisted rolling my eyes as I drank my tankard of ale. Theon and I were at the Tavern and although I was enjoying listening to the stories, some were a little too overly colourful. We had faced a Kraken and Sirens, but it hadn’t been colourful, although it was an adventure. 

“He’s lying right out of his ass.” Someone scoffed, making a rumble of laughter go through the room. 

“What did you just say, you rotten piece of dog shit?” The werewolf who had been speaking growled. 

“Alright boys, play nice or I’m kicking you all out.” The buxom, middle-aged owner of the tavern warned, pouring a few drinks. She was a pretty woman with brown curls and hazel eyes. Her top left her cleavage on show. Like the rest of the ladies serving here, her outfit was provocative, and the men didn’t hide their approval of seeing the women sashaying their hips around teasingly 

“Why can’t they have any handsome, shirtless men serving?” I remarked without thinking, then sighed as another woman walked past. 

Theon who was sitting opposite me, looked up at me, his face emotionless as ever. “You really do like perving at people, don’t you?” He asked me. “Don’t you?” I countered with a pout. 

“Not really.” He remarked, his eyes flickering to my breasts. 

I had my elbows on the table and I’m sure he was getting a pretty good view. 

“Only at certain people, it seems.” 

“Yeah, unlike you, who seems to obviously love staring at anything with a dick, I don’t feel the need to look at everyone with a pair of breasts.” He replied mockingly. 

“I don’t look at everything with a dick…” I shuddered at the thought. “I only like to look at them if they are incredibly handsome, with the perfect body that was carved to precision, covered in ink that only makes them look like a sculpture of art… Oh and if they have the perfect jawline and eyes… Eyes that burn into my soul.” 

skip the way he did. None made my core clench in a desire that only he awakened, and none made me drown in emotions that were so intense I couldn’t think straight. He was the one that still called to me, but I couldn’t go down that path. Not until I knew what I meant to him, and above all, for him to realise what he truly wanted…

different… would we ever be more? Could we ever be more? And

it Yileyna, you ended

and a woman sat on a stool as she sang. She was beautiful, with ebony skin and dark, lush curls that fell to her shoulders. Her voice was stunning, but I couldn’t make out what species she was. Perhaps

tune began, and it was much deeper and darker than the previous ones. Even the rowdy men became slightly silent as they listened to the music, a few of them singing along or tapping their

me like your last breath, Treat me like your

be your addiction

again fall captive to those amber eyes of his. I ran my fingers through my hair, that he had made come

turned to see a handsome yet rugged man standing next to Theon, and although he was addressing

coldly, not

choice to make that

Theon’s frown deepened, although we weren’t together, something

smirk, but it was the way his gaze leered over me that made my skin crawl.

can hold a lot more than just one drink in

My heart thumped, not expecting that. The singer had stopped, and silence filled

much for

will watch how you talk to her.” Theon hissed, his grip tightening

in the middle of the night if she’s a good one.” The man smirked, clearly

Wrong answer, mister. 

in any fucking way and you will answer to me.” Theon’s voice was dark and cold, the rage in it sending a chill down my spine.

let’s leave.” I said, standing up and walking around

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