This is part TWO of the same book under the same title.
Tora never asked to be a Lunos and he certainly didn't ask for three mates.
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As the weakest member of his house, Tora has always been a lone wolf. He's never been the smartest, the bravest...
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~Micah~
"I can't watch,"
I groan as I turn my head from the widescreen in the side room while Casper leaned forward in his seat to watch. I gently pull Galen's jacket beneath Tora's chin as his head used my thighs as a pillow while I toy with his silky copper hair. Tracing his strong cheekbones while he takes a deep breath and sighs.
"It's looking really rough," Casper winces and I can hear the shouts from the screen as well as the mass audience flooding the Crimson stadium, making me sick to my stomach.
"Do you think his plan is going to work?" I ask and Cas scratches his head a bit before leaning back in his seat on the chair beside the couch that Tora and I had taken up.
"I hope so," Casper sighs and I can hear the subtle strain in his voice holding up his hints of doubt in our eldest brother's manipulative abilities.
There's a weak flutter startled in my tummy and I know Myah must not happy about his father's situation nor his mother's subtle drug-induced coma. Maybe he can hear the stress in his Papa's tone or just how hard his Onnie's heart is pounding, but his tiny restless fight isn't helping my nerves.
"I don't think Myah's a fan of all this wild risk-taking," I tell Casper and he cracks a small smile as he turns his sights on me instead of the screen and I can barely look at him without blushing since that night.
"Myah's not even born yet and he already shares the strong opinions of his mother," Casper jokes and I roll my eyes.
"What if he's all Tora? I'm going to be so upset considering I spent so much time and effort making him. Do you hear that Myah? That's a warning mister," I huff and Casper snorts at my crazy maternal antics.
"Are we grounding him the second he's born with red hair?" Casper adds to my case while I continue tracing over Tora's features. His hair is so soft and fluffy that I already know our baby is going to have a full head of it, but the color could be anything since we have all four in the family.
"If I must, I'll send him straight to baby jail," I joke with my nose up and Casper laughs, releasing some of the awkward tension between us. Suddenly craving closure and distraction, I quickly decided maybe it's best to throw it in the open and see what happens before we get serious.
"Do you still think about what happened?" I ask him and Casper's gray eyes find a loose string on the arm of his chair to pick at while he pondered his thoughts.
"Yeah, and I wish things were different. But at the end of the day we're still always going to be together right? So what does it matter? It was just a slip-up," Cas says and I think that metallic kiss could count as more than a regrettable slip-up, but whatever helps us sleep at night.
