Forbidden |18+

Forbidden |18+

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Forbidden |18+ I shakily unzip the backpack and withdraw the chocolate, reaching my arm out. My voice is a little louder this time when I say, "I-I'm sorry. You just seem so...I-I don't know, I-I liked how much you were i-into the things you are studying. Your i-interests." When he doesn't take the chocolate, I also withdraw the soap and say, reaching my other arm out, "I-I don't know i-if you're upset because...well..." "Are you really taking a jab at my scent?" Ulric snarks and I swallow the fear that rises. He shakes his head and looks me over, "You are the one offending my senses." My lower lip trembles before I finally cry out, dropping the soap and chocolate on the ground. Tears are trickling down my cheeks as I retort, "This is the last time I ever try and understand a human!" Ulric's eyes widen, his muscles tensing. I turn to run though he catches my upper arm, my head snapping in his direction. He looks at me with confusion, as if I'm joking and I just realized how stupid that sounded yelling at a human and calling them that. "J-Just pretend we never met, I-I'm sorry!" I jerk my arm from his grip, seeing him still stunned with the same amount of confusion I have. "Human?" Ulric asks me, his voice a much different tone, calm, welcoming, and gentle. I brush the tears away from my cheeks as I reply, my voice steadier, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. I really was simply curious. I'm sorry, I really am." He tilts his head to the side, slowly releasing my upper arm while he crouches down and picks up my apology. Ulric glances at me and asks, "Soap and chocolate?" "Soap and chocolate," I nod my head gently with sincerity. It's a few minutes before he nods his head and says, "Come on, let's go inside together."
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[COMPLETED]✔ Book 4 of The Deliverance Series Cormac smirks and replies, "Clever man...writing our worlds while hiding his daughters away." "My dad is my dad, you make absolutely no sense!" I'm quick to snap at him, frustrated by everything he's been claiming as the time he's spent here helping me with school alters his thoughts about me. Cormac chuckles while sighing, "No, nothing around you is what it seems, a clever way to keep you safe until you were ready to-" he cuts himself short as I can hear Edith banging on the door, crying for me. When his eyes glance back to capture my own, he tells me very carefully, "You've read it all...we weren't prepared for him and that's why your parents created all of this to keep you and your sister safe until...now." "I...I need to take my medication," when I go to move away, I feel the air shift around me, Cormac now standing before me. "No, you don't," he observes me with fascination, "there's nothing wrong with you." "But I see and do-" Cormac cuts me off when he gently chuckles, "There's much more you'll come to understand," he glances to the books and then nods, "be careful what you wish for..." "I just want this to all stop," I'm shaking my head profusely, not truly understanding everything he says. It doesn't make sense... ...it's words spun of a fairytale He's calm as I stare at him hard, asking, "What about Edith?" "She will be safe here, that I can assure you as your mother left nothing to chance," Cormac reassures me and at this very moment, everything around me seems to be flickering in and out of existence, especially when we both turn toward the books. "I'm scared," my voice is so weak and hardly above a whisper while Cormac picks up Code of Conduct. Cormac turns to me while holding the book in his hands. As he slowly extends it toward me, he arches a brow and asks, "Are you ready to tempt fate, little sparrow?" (Not Edited)

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