#ratherawolf

      Their marriage is a SHAM, arranged to benefit their parent’s business & social status. Nobody asked them if they even wanted to get married, no one asked if they even liked each other. They were strangers from the beginning, both too prideful to break the ice.      ❛ — maybe because you’re my husband?! Isaac — ❜      She’s pissed, jaw taut as she breaks off. She’s not sure how to handle this, how to solve this. Not because she’s young or inexperienced, but because she’s the only one who’s trying.      ❛ — Isaac, you can’t keep doing this! You’re my husband, & if you can’t even be faithfulto me, where does that leave me? ❜      She can’t keep on laughing it off whenever one of her girlfriends ‘ jokingly ’bring it up at a party. When one of them start talking about how Isaac has eyes on everything with two legs & a pair of bouncy tits. She’ll admit she hasn’t ever caught him in the act, but she’s not blind. She has seen him flirting, has seen him smile at every girl he meets.      ❛ Isaac, please. ❜

“Pause for a second dumbass.” 

Malia’s head tilted, he was right, there was no distinct scent. No noise indicative of a person. But there was a rustling, a definite sound of someone trying to be quiet and that didn’t sit right with her. The brunette wasn’t backing out. She’d never do that, but she couldn’t quell the protective instincts she felt in relation to the pack.

“Do you hear that?” She kept her voice low, low enough only another were-creature would hear. “Stop listening for people and listen for noise.” She wanted him to know that she was just looking out for him.