Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 70: Good Little Ape!

“Don’t do it!” Kane’s voice commanded through our brotherly connection; arching a brow at him, I shook my head so over these fuckers insolence!

“If you do! You will just be giving him the satisfaction of knowing he got to you!”

“Yeah, but Lottie will know I have her back! Right now, she thinks we are OK with her being disrespected like this!” I snarled back at my brother, whose eyes were still locked on Lottie’s face, watching her like a damn hawk.

“She knows we have her!”

“Yeah, we keep telling her that! But actions speak louder than words, brother,” I snarled, turning to look at Mike, who dared to glare at me as if he wasn’t shitting himself.

“Is this because those delicate feelings of yours are still hurt over her picking us over your hairy ass?” I asked with a dismissive laugh that earned a few chuckles from those around us.

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Chapter 70. Good Little Ape!

“Knox!” Lottie hissed angrily. But I was on a roll; I could hear the laughter form in the hall and hoped to cause this prick the same embarrassment he had caused Lottie!

“We all know she was with you first, for years, right? Poor girl! You guys haven’t seen his ass but fuck me, it’s like a gorilla, not just hairy, but it stinks like shit! A bit like the crap spewing from his mouth!

“Let’s face it, you are bitter over the fact she has upgraded!” I laughed as I stepped closer to the little ponce, eyeing the glass of champagne he held tightly in his sleazy grip. I lifted my hand and tapped the glass, “How about you drink your drink and shut the fuck up!”

“Knox!” He stammered, and I grinned, feeling Kane’s frustration down the bond we shared as twins; he suspected I was about to go off like a firework!

“We ain’t?” Havoc questioned with excitement, egging me on to teach this shit another lesson.

giving you, boy!” I laughed, encouraged by a few chuckles around the hall. Shaking

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fact the fucker was still

have I told you about calling me mate?!” I snorted, my lip curling. “I ain’t your mate, I am your worst fucking nightmare!” My tone was so low and eerie that I

I am

OK!” I roared, slamming my fist against

just trying to keep her and the pack safe. Is that what bothers you, Knox? The fact that I am protecting the pack? Which is something you and Kane should

was clear he was fighting his own demons and had resigned himself to whatever

that, Kane?

no doubt to soothe some of the anger and tension I felt eating at her stomach. I could

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moment to shine and stand tall as our mate, and I was ruining it. I hated myself for it, but something had to be done about this fucker and anyone who planned to stand in our way once and

sighed, looking past me to her, an explosion going off in my head. I moved, blocking his view of her

snarl, I swooshed it around and lifted it from the champagne to smear my soaked digit all over his lips before he had a chance to react. Confusion swimming in his

heard Lottie growl, and I grinned, knowing she had more idea of what I had just done than anyone

‘baby girl!‘ She ain’t your anything!” Grabbing his hand that held the stem of the flute, I pushed it to his lips, noting his panic. I smirked, pushing the glass up. He had two choices: open his mouth and drink the

his mouth, I narrowed my eyes on

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barked, her voice

this fucker didn’t have it