Attitude (MxB)

Riley Lyell was the kind of teenager who acted like the world existed purely to annoy him-and he made sure to return the favor. Sharp-tongued, stubborn to the core, and armed with an attitude that never seemed to run out of fuel, he didn't back down. Not for anyone. Not ever. Even when he should've.

He was the type to step into a fight knowing he might lose-just because the idea of stepping aside felt worse.

But no one in Riley's life had accounted for something like this.

A certain wolf who didn't understand "no."
Or maybe understood it too well... and simply refused to accept it.

Because once Nikhil Clarke decided something belonged to him, he didn't let go.

And Riley Lyell?

Apparently, that was exactly what he had decided.

Rejection after rejection didn't slow him down. If anything, it only sharpened his focus. He wasn't leaving. He wasn't giving up. And most importantly, he wasn't asking permission.

Riley Lyell.

Nikhil Clarke.

Two forces moving in completely opposite directions-neither willing to yield, neither willing to walk away.

And neither of them planning to.

Not yet.

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"C'mon, we're mates!" Nikhil insisted again, reaching for him like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Dude, at least get me dinner first!" Riley snapped, raising a brow as he stepped back out of reach.

A beat.

Then Nikhil's expression brightened like he'd just solved a problem. "Then let's go out for dinner!"

Riley stared at him.

"No."