#romcntics

Kip found himself panting, he found himself coughing from how fast he was running. He wasn’t used to this, really, he didn’t have to run in a long while. Being packless, it had seemed like he had becoming unnoticeable. Hell, he couldn’t even imagine what he had done to cause any attention from hunters. Yet here he was, running as fast as he could. The problem wasn’t only that kip maybe wasn’t in his best shape, the other problem was, that he had caught a bullet in his shoulder, which was hurting like fuck. Loosing blood din’t help with running away from guys that had bullets and knifes and that wanted to see him dead. 

Kip was running a while, until feet got unsteady and he found himself crashing behind some trees. His eyes would keep flashing blue, fangs showing while he tried to calm down, while he tried to stay calm and not be too overwhelmed by the pain. He wasn’t sure if he was hallucinating by now, his lids felt heavy while he kept pressing a hand to his wound. But it seemed like he was smelling the strong scent of an alpha. But so far, he couldn’t see anyone. He was just hoping these guys wouldn’t catch up.. or that maybe someone else would find and help him. His head was leaning against the tree, while he was whining softly from the pain and exhaustion.

Things had been looking up for Kaleb in recent months. He’d gotten back into school, was still living rough when he couldn’t stay with a friend, but it was better than nothing. No word from his family, but that was hardly surprising given they didn’t give a shit about him and wanted nothing to do with him. And he hadn’t seen Alex in all that time. 

He’d thought he was finally rid of his ex, able to get his life back on track but Kaleb was starting to think he had permanent bad karma because when things started to look up, they almost always fell back down ten times worse than before. At first, he thought it had been a trick of his mind, putting Alex in places he wouldn’t be, but when he thought he saw him more than once in a day, Kaleb started to get paranoid. 

“You want to go out on a date?” Ricardo chuckled as he looked Levi over. They had had some time to adjust to each other as mates, but he really never expected Levi to actually want to go on a date with him. “That’s a little out of character?” Ricky hadn’t even had to help the omega through his first heat yet, so he was surprised to say the least.

daniel: when we get home i want you on the bed

As much as he hated to say the boy had him wrapped around his pretty little finger, Reagan walked into their penthouse with a little smile on his lips, the emerald bag tucked neatly behind him as he walked. His eyes landed on the boy almost instantly, curled up on the couch, comfortable and content. “Hey, baby.” The greeting was warm and husky, his voice calling out as he reached the living room and unsheathed the square jewelry box with the bright gold Rolex words written on the front, holding it out for the boy to grab. “Remember that gold watch you loved when we went out last week? Well, I got you a little present- Open it up..”

why not indulge the guy more? he had already beaten him to a pulp, he guessed the man was action first talk later kind of guy. so now he was lying back on the ground, gathering the strength to prop himself up on his elbows. spitting out some blood to the side of him, but when he turned his head back the sight of the gun made him tense. that wasn’t what he had in mind. no. no he wasn’t ready to die like this—not after fending for himself for so long. luka bllinked, “all i wanted w-was a little bit of food. i think being your punching bag is good for something.” luka said quietly, looking around at the interior now that he had been dragged inside. this place was fully stocked, like this was the most supplies he’s seen in months. “wait so y-you’re not letting me leave but i gotta fight to stay?” he wasn’t leaving in a bag. but he hadn’t intended to stay, but by the looks of it he could live comfortably for awhile.

It seemed to Salem that this one was a loner, likely didn’t have a pack or group of his own that he was scouting for. Good because if he did he’d be dead already. Salem wasn’t in the business of taking chances when it came to his people or the factory. It was their home, it had everything his group needed, guns, food, water, medicine. He’d not risk all that on one dumb kid. “If all ya wanted was some food, ya made a fuckin’ mistake thinkin’ ya could take it from my people.” Salem snorted, looking down at the boy as he aimed his gun dangerously at him. He wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger, not for a second. “I don’t take anyone in f’free kid, everyone’s gotta earn their keep here. Ya think all this food n’ medicine just falls outa the sky? People risk their lives t’ get it, put their asses on the line, so unless ya willin’ t’ do the same ya ain’t gettin’ shit around here.” He explained. Of course there was no way Salem would let a newbie who they’d pulled in off the street go on runs. He couldn’t be trusted. “F’now, ya gotta prove yaself t’ me boy. Ya new, n’ I don’t trust ya f’shit.”