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Yes | 2025-01-27 09:12 | active | 2331 | 0 | 🔞Attention! Do not read in public！👉 | As the daughter of Alpha, I was tortured since I was 6 years old, and more tragically, I was forced to marry the demon Alpha who killed his 9 ex-girlfriends... Neah "Where is she?" I hear the Beta scream. I groan and rise to my feet, grabbing the cleaning basket before heading over. The moment Beta Kyle sees me, he strides towards me and his hand slices against my cheek. I don't make a sound. Years of experience has taught me to keep my mouth shut at all times. "Alpha Trey and I are expecting company and you still have not cleaned the office." Beta Kyle spits at me. I nod my head and my hand tightens on the cleaning basket. If only I could find the courage to swing it at his head, it would make my day. But I didn't need another week locked up with no food. My stomach already hurt enough. "We are trying to make a good impression on Alpha Dane. Don't you understand how important it is for us to join ourselves with his pack?!" I don't answer, It's a trap, a ploy to provoke me into saying something that would justify punishment. I keep my eyes lowered, avoiding his gaze. Alpha Dane, I had only ever heard rumours about him. He was a ruthless man, a Wolf feared by others. He didn't mess around and he had the largest pack. "He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!" We had never been attacked and we had never attacked anyone, so why did we need another pack to help us? He grabs my shoulders, his nails digging into my skin as he turns me around and kicks me into the office. "Useless Wolf." He mutters as he moves away. Quietly closing the door, I lean against it, observing the already clean office. It looked perfectly fine for a meeting with this so-called powerful Alpha. Closing my eyes, I slide down to the floor. I hated this house. I thought that when I turned eighteen, I could finally escape, but four years later, here I still am, a slave in my own home. Doing all the dirty tasks for my brother, Alpha Trey and the pack. While my ex mate, Beta Kyle waltzes around reminding me of how worthless I am. Someone clears their throat and I freeze, I thought I was alone. Leaning forward, I see a handsome man sitting in a chair, just around the corner. A foot propped up on his knee as he nurses a glass of alcohol. His short hair is dark and his eyes are a deep crimson colour, that don't quite look right. They suddenly shift to me and I throw myself back against the door as my heart pounded. "Is this the way you greet all Alphas?" His deep voice rumbles through the room, there was an edge of amusement to his tone. "I'm sorry." I whisper, getting to my feet. "I...I thought I was alone." I had no idea who he was but I could feel the power radiating off of him, even without my Wolf. "Come forward." He orders and I already feel a lump forming in my throat. Alpha Trey wil kill me. I step around the corner, doing as I'm told, allowing him to see me properly. I close my eyes, expecting the worst. "You smell funny. Yet you are a Wolf, correct?" I nod, though I couldn't tell how he was going to react. Most laughed when they found out about me. "I would prefer it if you spoke to me." He growls, "I'm not in the mood to play games." "Yes." I whisper. I couldn't help but think of all the punishments I was going to have to endure. A whipping maybe? Starvation for another week? "Why do you smell strange? And how is it possible for you to not know I was in the room? You should have scented me." "I..." I hated the question. "You should open your eyes when you are talking to someone. It's rude to not look at them. Has your Alpha not taught you anything?" His deep voice sends a shiver through me. Slowly, I open my eyes and lower them, there was no way I was making eye contact."My Wolf abilities were bound," I mutter. Twice, I wanted to add. Twice my abilities were bound. But he probably wasn't interested in that part. He leans forward, I could feel him staring at me, "Why would someone do that?" If this is the Alpha that my brother is supposed to be meeting with, I knew I could screw everything up for him by saying too much. "It was a punishment." I whisper. It wasn't far from the entire truth. There's a twitch in his cheek. Was he angry to hear of such a punishment? Or maybe, just like the others, he was amused by it. I couldn't tell. The door swings open and my brother screeches at me "Neah, what are you doing in my office?" He turns to the crimson eyed man. "I am so sorry that my sister is bothering you, Alpha Dane." Crap, it's him. My brother spins around, hand poised to hit me. I close my eyes, bracing myself, ready to feel the burn. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."Peeking through slits, I see Alpha Dane has risen to his feet, his hand coiled around my brother's wrist. He is taller than my brother, more muscly too. "Neah," My name rolls off of his tongue, "was kindly showing me to your office, Alpha Trey, as you failed to meet me at the front of your house like I requested." What? I had no idea what he was talking about. And he had no reason to lie for me. My brother glares at me, clenching his jaw tight. "Go and get Beta Kyle." Alpha Trey seethes. "Tell him our guest is here." I nod my head and hurry from the room, the last thing I wanted was to be caught between bickering men. "Beta Kyle," I whisper as I enter the dining hall. He instantly glares at me with his dark eyes. I had spoken without being spoken to. "Alpha Trey is in the office with Alpha Dane. I was sent to inform you." He slams the newspaper down on the table and glares at me as he walks by. "You're lucky that the Alpha sent you to get me, otherwise you wouldn't see sunlight for a few days." Pausing behind me, he yanks my head back, locking his fingers in my hair, leaning in close to me, I feel his hot breath on my skin. He doesn't speak, it was just his way of proving that he could do what he wants when he wants. I try to keep myself busy so I can stay as far away from the office as possible. My peace doesn't last long when I hear my brother calling out to me. Quietly, I pad towards the office and plaster a smile on my face as I open the door. "Neah, go get the champagne and some glasses, we are celebrating." I bow my head and hurry to the drinks cabinet. Quickly finding what my brother has asked for. As I re-enter the office, I can feel Alpha Dane watching my every move, even the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. No one ever watches me this closely. "Neah is your sister, correct?" Alpha Dane questions my brother. "She is." Alpha Trey mutters with disgust. He looks away from me to focus on the man asking questions. "Why do you treat her like trash?" Straight to the point, my brother wouldn't like that. He only liked sharing information on his terms. No one had spoken to my brother about his treatment of me because everyone took great joy in beating me. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't move but I knew I had to get out of there. If this deal goes to pot because of me, then that would be my fault too. "Neah was responsible for our parents' death." Alpha Trey spits I closed my eyes, battling back the tears that were threatening to break free. "Responsible how?" Alpha Dane's voice rumbles through me. He was definitely angry. "She served them Wolfsbane." Don't make a sound. Don't make a sound. I knew Alpha Dane was studying me. They all did, no one could ever quite believe how someone could do something so disgusting as poisoning their own parents. I stood there, with my head hanging low, wishing for the ground to open up and suck me in. There are movements around me. He was standing directly in front of me. With a rough finger he tilts my face up towards his, forcing me to look at him. "You poisoned your parents?" "I was six." I splutter. "I just made them lemonade." My voice comes out all squeaky as I try to defend myself. I could barely remember my parents, but I could remember all the guilt I had been made to feel since that day. His crimson eyes flash to my brothers. "Hardly seems fair to blame a six year old." "A six year old should know the difference between plants." Alpha Trey snaps "Sounds to me like she was set up." Alpha Dane shrugs his shoulders, letting go of me. "You weren't there, Alpha Dane." My brother muttered through gritted teeth as his eyes narrowed to slits. "I didn't ask you here to talk about my slave!" Alpha Dane grabs his leather jacket from the chair. Unlike other Alpha's he seemed to dress more casually. A simple black tee and jeans covered his huge frame. And unlike other Alpha's, his arms are bare of tattoos, not a single bit of ink poked out anywhere. "You're right and now I have a few things to mull over." "I thought we agreed." My brother exclaims "Nothing has been signed. Now I will show myself out." The moment he is out of the office, both my brother and Beta Kyle round on me. "What the heck did you say to him?" My brother demands, slamming a hand into my stomach. "N...nothing. Well, he just asked me why I smelled funny." "Did you tell him?" Beta Kyle demands. He was practically spitting in my face. I hated him. I hated him so much that I had vowed to one day get my revenge and rip his stomach out through his mouth. "WELL?" My brother yells when I don't immediately respond and smacks me across the side of the head. My head involuntarily moves up and down. "But I didn't say it was you." I tried to sound strong and confident but it just comes out as a whisper. My brother's hand locks into my black hair as he yanks my head back, sending a shooting pain through my skull. "If you have ruined this, you won't see daylight again." He drags me by my hair from the office and down the hallway towards the basement door. "Please…." I beg. "He was an Alpha…I… I had to answer him." My cheeks burn with my tears as he flings the door open. On the other side of the door is Alpha Dane. He is leaning against the wall with his arms folded, staring out at us. My brother's hand falls from my hair, relieving the pressure on the back of my skull... "Alpha Dane, I thought you had left." Alpha Trey murmurs angrily. "I said I would show myself out. I thought I had found the door, but instead I find a basement, riddled in your sister's strange scent. Is this how you treat your family?" "As I said," my brother holds his ground, "She is responsible for the death of my parents, so yes, this is what she deserves." "You should keep your nose out of other packs' business!" Beta Kyle adds. Alpha Dane laughs. "If I agree to this deal, everything about your business becomes my business. So tell me, what would your punishment be for her? No food, locked away for a week, beatings?" Both Alpha Trey and Beta Kyle hold their tongues. There was no reason for him to defend me and yet he was. I was a nobody, no one special. Just who everyone called a traitor. Only instead of being given a death sentence, my brother had decided to make me spend my life suffering. I see those crimson eyes land on my swollen face. "I have a proposition for you, Alpha Trey." Alpha Dane speaks up again. "We have already agreed on terms." "Well, I'm adding one. And if you don't agree, you will not get my help. Instead, you will become my enemy. And we both know, you don't want that." "I take it that your new terms have something to do with her?" Alpha Trey mutters through clenched teeth. "You would be correct. Let me take her away to my pack and then you, Trey will have a deal." Me? Why would he want me? As my brother and his Beta discuss me, Alpha Dane is still studying me. His look made me nervous. What could someone like him possibly want with me? "Deal." Alpha Trey sticks out his hand for Alpha Dane to shake. He doesn't take it, instead his crimson eyes shift from me to my brother. "I will have paperwork drawn up and will return tomorrow." He reaches a hand out and cups my face, "Ensure you have everything packed." He drags his thumb across my bottom lip and strides to the opposite end of the hallway and straight to the front door. He knew exactly where the front door was, so what was he up to? He pauses at the door. "If I find out any one of you has laid a hand on her. The contract will be the last thing you need to worry about." He struts out, slamming the door behind him. After Dane leaves, my brother grabs me by the collar. "You think you're going to have a good life if you follow Alpha Dane out of here? Don't be naive!" He continues in a vicious voice. 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Yes | 2025-01-26 18:15 | active | 2327 | 0 | ❤️😍O que acontece a seguir👉Clique aqui para continuar lendo👉 | Catarina teve uma noite com um homem desconhecido e, ao descobrir que estava grávida, não conseguiu descobrir a identidade dele. Anos depois, ela se tornou consultora do frio CEO Alessandro Mellendez. Mas ela descobre que a "mulher desaparecida" que ele está procurando é, na verdade, ela mesma. *** Cheguei em casa depois de um dia puxado e meus pais estavam me esperando na sala. - Catarina, senta aí que precisamos conversar. – Meu pai falou e parecia bem nervoso. - Pode falar, pai, o que aconteceu? – Perguntei ao meu pai cansado, eu tinha trabalhado o dia todo, ido pra faculdade à noite e, ao chegar em casa, a única coisa que eu queria era tomar um banho e cair na cama. - Catarina, chegou o convite de casamento da sua prima. – Minha mãe falou. - Aquela mulherzinha não é minha prima! – Falei já ficando nervosa. - Catarina, ela é a sua prima. Ela é filha da minha irmã, portanto é sua prima. - Me desculpa, mãe, mas ela não é nada pra mim. – Tentei manter a calma. – Ela ficou com o meu namorado na minha cama, isso não é coisa que se faça. Eu namorava o Cláudio há quatro anos, ele foi meu primeiro namorado, e o encontrei na minha cama, no meu quarto, transando com a Kelly, minha prima! Desde então as coisas ficaram tensas em minha casa, pois meus pais insistiam que era uma bobagem e que eu deveria agir como se nada tivesse acontecido e voltasse a conviver com a minha prima. - Errado foi ele, Catarina, que era seu namorado. – Minha mãe argumentou. – A Kelly, coitada, foi seduzida, ele a desonrou, agora vai se casar com ela pra ela não ficar mal falada na cidade. - Ah, mãe! Me poupe e se poupe! A cidade inteira sabe que a Kelly é uma vadia... – Perdi a paciência. - Catarina, olha o vocabulário! – Meu pai chamou a minha atenção. – Olha aqui, se você não quer conviver com a Kelly tudo bem, mas você vai a esse casamento. - Eu o quê? – Achei que eu tinha ouvido errado. - Você vai ao casamento da sua prima, Catarina. Isso é uma ordem! Nós somos os seus pais e você vai obedecer. – Minha mãe falava brava comigo, como se eu fosse a errada nessa situação. - Sinto muito, mãe, mas eu não vou! Eu sigo as regras de vocês, eu sou uma boa filha, mas dessa vez não vai dar. Eu fui a ofendida! Eu tenho todo o direito de não querer ser a piada da família mais. – Falei já chorando. - CHEGA, CATARINA! – Meu pai gritou e me assustou. – Você vai a esse casamento e ponto final. - Mas, pai... - Não quero saber, Catarina! É importante pra sua mãe manter a paz na família. Então você vai e pronto. – Meu pai falou não dando margem para questionamentos. Fui para o meu quarto e passei a noite chorando. No dia seguinte, eu contei tudo para minha melhor amiga, Melissa. Ela imediatamente organizou um baile de máscaras e um convite para um grande evento, informando meus pais que isso era extremamente importante para minha carreira, já que os empresários mais importantes da cidade estariam presentes. No início, meus pais estavam céticos, mas os pais da Melissa os convenceram. No final, eles concordaram que eu deveria aproveitar essa oportunidade. No sábado, nós nos preparamos na casa dela. — O que é isso, ah, amiga! Você está linda! — Ela me entregou uma linda máscara dourada, tudo era rendado, até cobria meu nariz. Eu coloquei a máscara. Eu estava vestindo um vestido de seda vermelho brilhante, que combinava perfeitamente com a máscara. — Então, estamos prontas? — Sim, estamos prontas. *** Logo que entramos a Mel nos arrastou para o bar e falou no meu ouvido: - A festa é open bar, então hoje você vai beber para afogar de vez a tristeza! –A Mel me entregou dois shots de tequila e com mais dois em suas mãos me falou: - Vamos virar! – viramos a tequila e o Fernando já entregava uma taça de cosmopolitan para cada uma. Melissa me arrastou para a pista de dança e até que eu estava me divertindo. Uma música lenta começou a tocar, e Mel começou a dançar com seu namorado Nando. Aproveitei a oportunidade para ir em direção ao buffet, mas antes de chegar lá, senti uma mão me puxando. Quando me virei, um homem com uma máscara preta estava sorrindo para mim. Oh! Que sorriso radiante! Ele beijou minha mão e me puxou para perto, dizendo em um tom rouco no meu ouvido: - A mulher mais linda do salão não vai me negar uma dança, vai? - E por que não? Vamos dançar. – Sorri pra ele. Era impossível resistir aquela voz rouca sedutora e aquele sorriso lindo meio de lado! Ele era alto, ombros largos, um sorriso encantador e olhos azuis, tão azuis que eram quase violeta. Ele tinha uma boca que convidava ao pecado, cabelos castanhos, e quando me puxou pela cintura eu apoiei as mãos em seu corpo e percebi que ele era uma parede de músculos bem definidos. Embora a máscara não permitisse ver seu rosto, ele era muito charmoso e encantador. - Eu estava observando você desde que chegou. – Aquele homem, com ar misterioso, falou no meu ouvido. – Você é tão linda! – Enquanto ele falava no meu ouvido eu ia me arrepiando, sentindo meu rosto esquentar e o corpo formigar, ele realmente me encantou. - Mesmo com a máscara? - Mesmo com a máscara! Você é linda demais. - Você é um sedutor. - Você me acha sedutor? - Você sabe que é. E lindo também. - Que bom que você gosta do que vê. – Eu me senti um pouco zonza, não sei se pela bebida ou pelo perfume delicioso que aquele homem usava. Acabei tropeçando nos meus próprios pés. - Você está bem? - Acho que preciso de um pouco de ar. - Vem comigo. - Ele me puxou para um corredor sem iluminação que dava para uma saída de emergência e ficou assoprando o meu rosto. – Eu quero muito te beijar. Posso? – Eu fiz que sim com a cabeça. Ele olhou nos meus olhos, segurou a minha nuca e nossos lábios se encontraram, começou lento, mas foi se aprofundando, ele me encostou na parede e o beijo se intensificou ainda mais, quase nos roubando o fôlego, quando ele interrompeu o beijo para respirarmos, nos olhamos nos olhos, foi como jogar gasolina no fogo, ele passou a mão pela minha cintura, desceu até minha coxa e puxou minha perna para sua cintura. Eu já estava completamente entregue nesse momento, sentindo seu corpo contra o meu, eu fiquei louca de tesão e o puxei para mais perto envolvendo sua cintura com minha perna. - Você beija bem! – Sorri pra ele e senti meu corpo todo se arrepiar. – Ah, linda, você é incrível, eu quero muito você, aqui, agora! – ele disse entre beijos e enfiou a mão sob o meu vestido o puxando pra cima e chegando a minha calcinha. - Eu quero que você esteja dentro de mim agora! – Respondi sem nenhum pudor, eu já estava arfando de tanto tesão. Eu não resisti aqueles olhos e aquela voz rouca. Eu nunca fui assim, normalmente eu teria me desvencilhado dele no mNos descontrolamos e nos entregamos totalmente, como se não tivesse nada ao nosso redor. Depois que terminou, Ficamos ali encostados naquela parede, totalmente sem fôlego, a testa dele encostada a minha. Eu sorri e ele me olhou, me deu um selinho e disse: - Você é realmente incrível! Ele me deu um beijo no pescoço e perguntou no meu ouvido: - Então, linda, eu ainda não sei o seu nome. – Levei segundos para processar e finalmente me dar conta de que acabei de transar com um completo estranho e nem sei o nome dele. Quando eu ia abrir a boca pra falar, ele puxou o celular do bolso e me pediu um minuto para atender. Se afastou um pouco e só pude ouvir ele elevando a voz e dizendo: - O que você disse? – Nesse momento aquele estranho saiu correndo como se tivesse se esquecido de mim, ou como se só estivesse fugindo da rapariga que comeu rapidinho na festa. Mas e daí? Foda-se eu só estava me divertindo também e eu nem sabia quem era o cara e ele não sabia quem eu era. Tudo certo. Me recompus, procurei minha calcinha rasgada inutilmente, onde ele a teria jogado eu não faço ideia, e saí daquele corredor. Voltei pra mesa e encontrei a Mel e o Nando se agarrando. Logo eles pararam e focaram em mim, Mel não conseguiu esperar e me ordenou: - Conta tudo, quem é, como foi, como não foi, tudo. Eu ri e contei tudo pra ela, quando terminei de falar minha amiga me olhava de boca aberta e me perguntou: - Vocês usaram camisinha, né? Meu coração disparou! 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No | 2025-01-27 03:30 | active | 2330 | 0 | 🔥Click To Read On👉👉👉 | Three brothers, half werewolf, half vampire, the most powerful supernatural beings ever. A thief who dresses as a man for safety. What happens when these three brothers find their mate but think...she's male? * * * "Stop, you son of a bit-ch!" The rain is smashing into my face as I hear the thud of my black boots hitting the slick, neon-lit asphalt. My black jeans and hoodie are soaked and heavy with rain. I’m dodging through a crowd outside a fancy club, full of guys and girls dressed to the nines, some with umbrellas, others just using their stuff to try and stay dry. A couple of them shoot me dirty looks as I shove past. Glancing back, I see the big, bald, pissed-off dude chasing me. He's about six feet tall and having a tough time moving through the crowd with his big frame, bumping into people who snap back at him angrily. While he's tied up with some mad guy, I slip into an alley blocked by the crowd. I sprint and hide behind a dumpster, waiting for him to pass the entrance, and yep, there he goes. I stand up and keep moving down the alley, pulling out the wallet I just nabbed. Checking it, I see it belongs to a Tom Ford according to his driver’s license, and inside, there's 135 bucks. That's a win, considering most folks carry cards, not cash. I pocket the cash and toss the wallet into another dumpster I pass by. I pull down my hood and fix my short, black wig. Good thing my makeup is waterproof, or my guy disguise would be running down my face right now. Usually, people don't even realize their wallet’s gone until I’m long gone. But today, I messed up big time. I dropped the wallet just after I snatched it. I decided to scoop it up and book it while Tom was still in shock that I'd actually steal it. I’ve been in this game for seven years, been alive for twenty-two, and it’s usually easy to tell when someone’s gonna come after you. Tom caught me red-handed, looking mad enough to chase, so I figured why not make a run for it with the cash? Better to have the money and a fake description out there than nothing at all. If I got caught, I’d be screwed either way, cause he saw me take it, and I doubt he’d buy it if I said he dropped it. It was in a pretty deep pocket, after all. I turned right into another alley, heading the opposite way from Tom. This alley runs behind a fancy club called Chaos, I think. I've heard it's a hotspot for the super-rich. Rumor has it that it's owned by triplets—three brothers known for being cold-blooded and ruthless, focusing only on power. They might just be the most powerful folks in Canada, or even North America, maybe the whole world. They only care about people with money and power, but that's nothing new, right? Most folks lining up outside won't even make it in. They just don't fit the elite crowd and end up wasting their night standing in the cold rain, hoping for a chance to get in. When I walk into the alley behind Chaos, I spot five guys standing in the middle of it, by the club's backdoor. If I were dressed as a girl, I'd have turned around to avoid any drunk weirdos, but luckily, I'm in my male disguise today. Dressing up as Ronald Baker makes me feel safer, keeps me off the radar because I'm seen as just another guy, and the creeps out here are usually after young, vulnerable girls. There was this one time a guy thought he could mess with me because I looked smaller, probably an easy target, he thought. Well, he was wrong. I pulled out my switchblade, and he backed off real fast. I often use this male disguise when I'm out doing my thieving stuff or if I'm hired for a job, which usually involves stealing something specific for someone. It's a good way to dodge those looking for revenge or the cops. They're all on the lookout for a guy, so I can just slip by them later as a girl. Back in the alley, three of the five guys, all with black hair, have their backs to me. The other two seem to be kneeling in front of them, begging. I keep moving slowly and quietly, trying to get past without drawing any attention. As I get closer, I can see the fear on their faces as they look my way. The light from the door shines down, highlighting the tears on their faces. I stop in my tracks, not wanting to get any closer to whatever mess they're in. It's pretty intense, seeing two grown men begging, crying, and trembling like that. I think one of them might have even peed himself. I decide to just hang back and wait for them to finish up and clear out so I can go through. "P-p-please M-Master, s-spare me. It wasn't m-my fault. Omar was the one who didn't check if they were VIPs," the guy on the left stutters out, while Omar, I guess that's his name, frantically shakes his head, his eyes wide with fear. "N-n-no, I didn't see them enter," Omar shoots back, clearly panicking. "Well, that's a shame. I thought I had capable staff handling my business," the tallest of the three black-haired men, all over six feet, says with a deep, husky voice that sends a shiver of pleasure up my spine. "I agree, Matt. Who knew we had idiots doing such an important job? They just let anyone walk in and mess up our meeting. You idiots couldn't even do the simple job of checking a card and deciding, yup, that's a VIP or nope, you can't enter. Because of your brainless heads, they didn't surrender!" the man to the right yells. His voice sends another shiver through me. He's a bit shorter than Matt but looks the most muscular. "Killian, stop yelling. You'll draw unwanted attention," the third man, as tall as the first, reprimands with a stern, annoyed voice. I fight off another shiver. "They aren’t going to refuse us. They’d be stupid to say no when they know we're just trying to avoid the trouble of wiping out their whole clan. They just got scared by the damn fools these two let slip through," he says, facing Killian. "Horace is right, they know they're as good as dead if they refuse to surrender," Matt adds, talking to Killian. His words seem to relax the two kneeling men a bit. "But I'm still going to kill you two. You failed your job and could've messed up our business." Matt moves before the men can even react. He grabs one guy, Omar, by the head and twists, snapping his neck. Before Omar hits the ground, he snaps the other guy’s neck too. They both fall, dead. I gasp in terror before I can stop myself. All three men turn to look at me. Scared as I am, I can't help but notice how gorgeous they are. It's clear they're related—they all look similar but have distinct features. Their eyes, hair, and facial expressions are the most noticeable differences. Matt has blue eyes and looks furious. His black hair is cut short on the sides and longer on top, styled back, giving him a sleek, powerful look. Killian has green eyes and looks a bit shocked. His hair is a chocolate brown, also short on the sides and longer on top, but unlike Matt's sleek style, his is messy, carefree, and slightly curly. Horace, with gray eyes behind black-framed glasses, has an indifferent expression. His hair is the lightest, with different shades of brown and some blonde streaks, pulled up in a man bun. "I w-won't say anything about what I saw," I stutter, making my voice sound deeper on purpose, while I slowly back away, hoping to get out of this alive. If I manage to escape, I swear I’ll never come back to this place dressed as Leo, maybe not even at all. Matt slowly creeps towards me, with Killian and Horace a little behind him. As they get closer, they all suddenly freeze, lift their noses, and sniff the air. Whatever they're smelling makes their eyes go black... I blink a few times, thinking my eyes are playing tricks on me. Nope. Their eyes are still black. Maybe it’s just stress messing with my head. Shock and disbelief flicker across their faces before they all growl… Growl? "No. Freaking. Way!" Killian yells, grabbing his head. "I am not gay! I only like my own junk, especially when it's inside a tight, wet... well, you know!" "There’s got to be a mistake, our mate can’t be a guy. Nope. I don’t swing that way. Maybe he was near our real mate and got her scent on him," Matt says, turning to the others while running his hand through his hair. "There's no mistake. I know we're not gay; we would've figured that out by now. But the scent is too strong to be just rubbed off. Plus, when I looked into his eyes, I felt it, and I bet you guys did too. He is our mate," Horace insists, rubbing his face in disbelief, causing Killian to let out a shocked yell. While they're busy arguing about whatever the heck is going on, I take my chance and bolt as fast and quietly as I can out of the alley. "Maybe the goddess got it wrong and thought the little guy was a girl when assigning...," I hear Killian saying to the others as I pick up my pace, running faster, thankful they're too caught up in their discussion to notice me slipping away. When I hit the main street, I see a cab pulling up to pick up two drunk girls on the curb. I sprint over and slide into the cab before they can even stand up straight. 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2026 Adventures Are Coming! | BOOK_TRAVEL | http://fb.me/ | Pride Adventure Travel | https://www.facebook.com/prideadventuretravel/ | 553 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Book Now | 0 | fb.me | DCO | Explore Japan’s cherry blossoms, trek Mont Blanc, celebrate Amsterdam World Pride, uncover Eastern Europe’s charm, and sail the Nile in Egypt. Announcements coming soon—don’t miss out! | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/475162519_625573436825679_4372596251744572731_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pZjFGWyDBgEQ7kNvgFnxO2v&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AgB-0sKyOhvZZvu5p9k5oyQ&oh=00_AYDPeP7kZ1ylb2uYoFNaELrOgQRY3_Lt_ToQhMJmy3y1rA&oe=679D3C34 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Pride Adventure Travel | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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#travelprofessional | CONTACT_US | http://instagram.com/bgltravelers | Black Gay and Lesbian Travelers | https://www.facebook.com/61559374062637/ | 87 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | Opens Instagram | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/bgltravelers | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/474776010_1125509679015644_3777108335943519089_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=c2QIu_232AsQ7kNvgEyhi3A&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AWzoczr2ax9HXYVhCY6-9y8&oh=00_AYBdFaje59FbW0Sj-y_hdTrHzUBELLa40kLS8hoOHFZxcg&oe=679D3F86 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Black Gay and Lesbian Travelers | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2025-01-27 03:30 | active | 2330 | 0 | Cao ngựa + SĐT =>Bốcthăm lì xì 200 triệu | 😍QUÀ TẾT TINH TẾ - Tặng Cha Mẹ, Món Quà Sức Khỏe Ý Nghĩa ngày TẾT ✨Công dụng vượt trội của cao ngựa Mori: Tăng cường sức khỏe xương khớp: ✔ Thúc đẩy tăng sinh xương, hỗ trợ chống thoái hóa và bảo vệ khớp. ✔ Hỗ trợ điều trị thoái hóa khớp, viêm khớp, loãng xương hiệu quả. Bồi bổ cơ thể: ✔ Phục hồi sức khỏe, cung cấp năng lượng bền bỉ mỗi ngày. Tăng cường chức năng sinh lý: ✔ Giúp cải thiện sức khỏe sinh lý cho cả nam và nữ. Cải thiện giấc ngủ và tiêu hóa: ✔ Hỗ trợ tiêu hóa tốt hơn, cải thiện chứng đầy hơi, khó tiêu. ✔ Mang đến giấc ngủ sâu, tinh thần sảng khoái hơn. Dành cho trẻ em: ✔ Hỗ trợ cải thiện chứng còi xương, thúc đẩy sự phát triển toàn diện. "🎉Cam kết Cao Ngựa Mông Cổ nguyên chất 100%. ----------------------------------------------- 🎁 ƯU ĐÃI ĐẶC BIỆT TẾT NÀY: Mua 3 hộp Cao Ngựa TẶNG 1 lọ Bổ gan của Viện Kiểm Nghiệm Thuốc Trung Ương. 🔥Lưu ý: Các ưu đãi và quà tặng trên chỉ áp dụng cho 99 khách hàng nhanh tay để lại ""CAO NGỰA + SỐ ĐIỆN THOẠI"" 🧧QUÀ TẾT TINH TẾ - SIẾT CHẶT THÂN TÌNH 🧧ĐẲNG CẤP TRI ÂN - GỬI TRỌN TÀI LỘC" | MESSAGE_PAGE | Meli Hoàng Hường Page Chính | https://www.facebook.com/61563487900173/ | 1,320 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | VIDEO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/475081888_1351535196016037_2968350647602621608_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XH2g1FFTHiQQ7kNvgGXBTQp&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AJ_vJlceOAxdJxcfJRxEI81&oh=00_AYCYhXjRaIY1Q1j2_ZGOldwn0-C1sP2YKm3Kqy48uI4RSQ&oe=679D2FB7 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Meli Hoàng Hường Page Chính | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete |
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