Losing His Control 

YILEYNA 

“And then I cut off his tail, before slaying him on the spot!” 

“Bravo!”

That story was overly exaggerated… I resisted rolling my eyes as I drank my tankard of ale. Theon and I were at the Tavern and although I was enjoying listening to the stories, some were a little too overly colourful. We had faced a Kraken and Sirens, but it hadn’t been colourful, although it was an adventure.

“He’s lying right out of his ass.” Someone scoffed, making a rumble of laughter go through the room.

“What did you just say, you rotten piece of dog shit?” The werewolf who had been speaking growled.

“Alright boys, play nice or I’m kicking you all out.” The buxom, middle-aged owner of the tavern warned, pouring a few drinks. She was a pretty woman with brown curls and hazel eyes. Her top left her cleavage on show. Like the rest of the ladies serving here, her outfit was provocative, and the men didn’t hide their approval of seeing the women sashaying their hips around teasingly

“Why can’t they have any handsome, shirtless men serving?” I remarked without thinking, then sighed as another woman walked past.

Theon who was sitting opposite me, looked up at me, his face emotionless as ever. 

“You really do like perving at people, don’t you?” He asked me.

 “Don’t you?” I countered with a pout.

“Not really.” He remarked, his eyes flickering to my breasts.

I had my elbows on the table and I’m sure he was getting a pretty good view.

“Only at certain people, it seems.”

“Yeah, unlike you, who seems to obviously love staring at anything with a dick, I don’t feel the need to look at everyone with a pair of breasts.” He replied mockingly.

“I don’t look at everything with a dick…” I shuddered at the thought. 

carved to precision, covered in ink that only makes them look like a

desire that only he awakened, and none made me drown in emotions that were so intense I couldn’t think straight. He was the one that still called to me, but I couldn’t go down that path. Not until I knew what I meant to him, and above

tankard clutched in my hands; we were so different… would we ever be more? Could we ever be more? And I

ended

thoughts away and glanced over at the trio who were playing instruments, and a woman sat on a stool as she sang. She was beautiful, with ebony skin and dark, lush curls that fell to her shoulders. Her voice

and darker than the previous ones. Even the rowdy men became slightly silent as they listened to the music, a few of them singing along

your last breath, Treat me like your last poison…I

if I did, I would once again fall captive to those amber eyes of his. I ran my fingers

rugged man standing next to Theon, and although he was addressing Theon,

along.” Theon replied coldly, not even sparing him

it my choice

harm in it, it’s not like you two are together.” The man pushed, clearly not bothered with Theon’s hostility. Theon’s

have a drink, thank you.” I replied, holding

was the way his gaze leered

sure you can hold a lot more than just one drink in that pretty

throat, slamming him up against the wall. My heart thumped, not expecting that. The singer had stopped, and silence filled the room as

for passing

talk to her.” Theon hissed, his grip tightening on

the middle of the night if she’s a good

Wrong answer, mister.

degrade her in any fucking way and you will answer to me.” Theon’s voice

around the table.I knew Theon’s anger but these men didn’t. Pissing him off after a warning didn’t

rush,

Blood.

across me, the smell strong in the air as I stood there frozen in shock. Theon had just ripped his throat out, letting blood

through the room, my heart thundering as the weight of the situation

He had

the man’s chest as he took his last breaths, his body spasming before it stilled.

the man’s shirt before he reached over, picking up his tankard

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