Xade’s pov

I reluctantly pulled away from her, staring in awe at the adorable red tinge on her cheeks and her plump red lips from my kisses. I want to kiss her more, ravage her like my very last meal. I am addicted to V, so badly that I feel as if I am going mad when she’s not beside me.

My eyes flicked to her lips, licking my own to get a taste of her on my lips but it’s not enough. As if sensing what I am thinking and needing, Avery pushes at my chest lightly, giggling. Even her giggles were driving me insane.

This girl always had me wrapped around her finger now it gotten far worse.

“Xade do you not have cheese here man!? Who doesn’t have cheese!” Xaden shout on purpose. He could have used the mind link, but he was trying to tease both Avery and me. A*shole. I rolled

“You better go,” Avery smiled.

my eyes

With a reluctant sigh, I press a kiss on her lips, lingering as if trying to imprint her taste on my buds. Every kiss always seems better, tastes better, and feels better. I can’t print something that changes better every time.

I’ll be right back,” I tell her, promise in my voice to finish what we started.

I head out of the room and find Xaden fishing through the endless grocery bags. Since I hadn’t wanted Dad to know what was going on, I had called him instead. Instant regret because now he was purposely

*ock blocking me.

it hard to believe that the guy

the missing cheese.” I muttered, leaning against

mischievous glint in his eyes revealing how much he was enjoying being the annoying brother. “Oh look, I found it,”

to hide his amusement he snorted. “I must have missed it. What do you want

counter and pointed a finger at him. “I called you to help me get a place, not

for a few days. I need to make sure you keep yourself in check before. shit

my ankles.” About her boyfriend being a wolf and is slowly dying

you wouldn’t mark her. you’re killing yourself Xade and she has the right to know

and knew why I had refused to cave in, fearing I’d end up not being able to

with her but

it. I have it

from the bag. A humam kid is in the hospital because you be him to a pulp

him a glare le hurt her and he’s not dead I

know who’s even far worse than the council Dad You’re f*cking lucky I got the Dean to shut the f*ck up about what happened or you’d be dead

running a hand through my hair knowing he was

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