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. 

are incredibly handsome, with the perfect body that was carved to precision, covered in ink that

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,

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

you ended it for a

were playing instruments, and a woman sat on a stool as she sang. She was beautiful, with ebony skin and dark, lush curls that

and darker than the previous ones. Even the rowdy men became slightly silent as they listened to the

me like your last breath, Treat me like your last poison…I want to be your addiction even if it kills

at him, knowing if I did, I would once again fall captive to those amber eyes of his. I ran

a handsome yet rugged man standing next to Theon, and although he was

along.” Theon replied coldly, not even sparing him a

my choice

The man pushed, clearly not bothered with Theon’s hostility. Theon’s frown deepened,

a drink, thank you.” I replied,

me a smirk, but it was the way his gaze

more than just one drink in that pretty

as Theon grabbed his throat, slamming him up against the wall. My heart thumped, not expecting that. The singer

for passing

Theon hissed, his grip tightening

in the middle of the night

Wrong answer, mister.

and you will answer to me.” Theon’s voice was dark and cold, the rage in it sending a chill down

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

the rush, sweet tits?

Blood.

as I stood there frozen in

of shock rushed through the room, my heart thundering as the

about laying low! He had

body fall to the ground mercilessly, placing his foot on the man’s chest as

over, picking up his tankard with his bloodstained hand. Downing the rest

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