sick alpha's face changes color.
red.
angry.
"Fuck you," sick alpha snarls. "Your boy toy thought it would be fucking hilarious to leave me nothing but this shit to wear."
yellow-hair shrugs. "I left what I thought would complement your coloring. The purple really brings out your eyes."
sick alpha steps toward yellow-hair.
"I'll bring out your fucking eyes, you little?—"
growl tears through room.
no. two growls.
one-eyed alpha's, and mine.
one-eyed alpha looks at me, confused.
not for yellow-hair.
for Moon.
yellow-hair belongs to her.
warning.
sick alpha stops.
smart.
one-eyed alpha steps between them.
"You aren't taking anybody else's fucking eyes," Geo snarls at him, jabbing a finger at his chest. "I'm going to go find Cosima before my entire house gets turned upside down."
yellow-hair's scent changes.
worry.
concern.
"Geo, wait! She needs space. You can't just?—"
yellow-hair follows him out.
door closes.
alone with sick alpha.
Nikolai.
who took Moon.
whowantsMoon.
growl gets louder.
