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.” 

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

my hands; we were so different… would we ever be more? Could

ended

she sang. She was beautiful, with ebony skin and dark, lush curls that fell to her shoulders. Her voice was stunning, but

rowdy men became slightly

breath, Treat me

your addiction even if it kills me…”

I didn’t look at him, knowing if I did, I would once again fall captive to those amber eyes of his. I ran my fingers through my hair, that he had

handsome yet rugged man standing next to Theon, and although he was addressing Theon, his piercing dark eyes were fixed on me.

Theon replied coldly, not even sparing

my choice to make

no harm in it, it’s not like you two are together.” The man pushed, clearly not bothered with Theon’s hostility. Theon’s frown deepened, although we weren’t together, something about trying to make him jealous no longer appealed to me. “I already have a drink, thank you.” I replied, holding

was the way his

than

filled the room, cutting him off as Theon grabbed his throat, slamming him up against the wall. My heart thumped, not expecting that. The singer had

much for passing through.

you talk to her.” Theon hissed,

middle of the night if

Wrong answer, mister. 

her 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.

needed to step in. “Theon, let’s leave.” I said, standing up and walking around

LOSING HIS Control

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