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If my wolf could smile, he would be grinning from ear to ear. Instead, he howled in my head.
"I love a good competition."
Hey. I never said I was involved in this.
"Not for Willow, ya. No one said anything about William being up for grabs."
When my cheeks actually flared up with heat, my wolf went running around happily in my head like he’d gone on a murder spree and came back victorious.
Stop running, dammit!
"Submit or suffer. You decide."
He left me alone while he rolled in his corner, and all I could do was scowl at the idea of the men I called my brothers dating Willow. My pack dating Willow.
Willow somehow becoming a wolf and winning that bet of the pack being hers. Willow's Forbidden Pack.
It had a ring to it, which only made me want to vomit. Instead, I kicked the grass and turned around to head back home. I took a swift inhale, then let it out and looked to the sky,
I can’t fuck this up...or I won't be the only one suffering.
That was a mental vow I had to obey, or none of this would work.
As of next week, Willow De Luca will be under the Forbidden’s protection.
Quarantine In A Home Where I Don’t Belong
~WILLOW~
"You're not actually serious,"I announced and looked around my room as I paused in packing a bag. "You better not be pulling my leg, because it's Monday and I hate being pranked on Mondays."
"We know," Saint assured me and added a wink as he continued to lean against my bookshelf. "It's not a prank though. Dimitris is being serious."
"Why in Mother Moon's name would you want me to live with you?" I questioned with narrowed eyes. "Or are you simply giving me the privilege to agree to live with you or you'll force me to go?"
"Ask or kidnap. Polar opposites from one another, but it gets the job done either way," Jayce casually announced, which made me glare at him. "Keep glaring. It doesn't bother me."
"More like turns him on." Saint chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest. "Sweet Flower. We gotta keep an eye on you until this executive deal goes through."
"Did you actually call me Sweet Flower instead of Wilting Flower?" I questioned out loud. "Jeez. I almost die and now you guys are giving me the right to accept or reject your far too kind offer to come live with you on a Monday. I should try dying more often."
"Please don’t," Neo quietly stated. "I owe you a picture."
"Oh!" The reminder made me smirk. "Okay. I'm coming over."
"Seriously?" Jayce, Saint, and even Dimitris stated in unison as I shrugged and walked over to begin packing my carry-on bag with my lingerie.
"It's Neo. If he asks me something, I'm most likely going to do it, compared to you three."
"Willow, my feelings are hurt," Saint whined.
"I don’t even care,” Jayce concluded, and yet he was angry pouting, which was priceless.
Dimitris was silently staring at me, which meant I’d ticked him off, and Neo was smirking just slightly, a red blindfold covering his face.
"That reminds me," I began, my gaze still on Neo. "Neo? Do you normally wear a blindfold at home?"
"Most of the time," he calmly replied. "Why?"
