I Hit His Balls By Accident—Now This Taken Alpha's Obsessed With Marking Me?!

Chapter 2 The words hang in the freezing air . Tristan stares at me like he wants to rip my head off . The guys around him crack their knuckles , shifting closer . They look ready to obey whatever command he gives . Whatever it is . His arm muscles tighten . Jaw clenches . I wonder if I should run before they swarm me like a pack of wolves . Then , his gaze snaps to Cleo . ' Continue , " he whispers . The tension breaks.Everyone backs off . What the hell was that ? Cleo bites her lip , glancing at me with this weird look I can't read .

nod for her to take her shot.I've probably lost any chance I had with Tristan - if I even had one - but naybe we can move past this . she squares her shoulders and tosses the ball . The ball goes completely wild - sails past the table and lands somewhere in a snowbank . That's weird.Cleo is a sports goddess . She never misses . What was that ? " I whisper . Might have taken a tequila shot or two while you were in the bathroom , " she giggles . blink . Cleo ? Tequila ? She's usually nursing a single hard seltzer all night .

12:42 1 Hit His Balls By Accident - Now This Taken Alnha's Cheessel With Markina Me ?! Chapter 2 Before I can question it further , a few girls drift past , their attention laser - focused on Tristan . A pretty redhead doesn't even try to hide her staring . Tristan smiles at her . A spike of anger hits me . Hot and sudden . What is wrong with me ? I barely know the guy . I literally just nailed him in the balls . Get it together , Aria . shake it off and force myself to focus on the game . Both guys miss their next shots - almost like hey're going easy on us .

Or maybe the tension is messing with them too . When it's my turn again , I grip the ball , trying to ignore the slight buzz of alcohol in my head . look up to center myself . The moon glows bright overhead - full and massive , almost unnaturally so . But now it's half covered n shadow , like something is slowly devouring it . Wait . Wasn't the moon full like two minutes ago ? " I ask Cleo . There's a Cleor eclipse tonight , " Cleo says , and as the shadow continues to creep across the moon , hivers prickle up my neck . he rest of the game is a disaster .

he guys obliterate us in the next round . Soon , our side of the table is empty , and the beer is sloshing round in my empty stomach . ut it hits me weird . feel loose . Too loose . My skin feels hot , feverish , and Cleo's eyes look glassy and unfocused next to ne . Chapter 2 Brandon throws his hands up . " That's game , ladies ! Time for the victors to claim the prize . " He saunters around the table , his gaze dropping to my chest and staying there . " Join me in the hot ub ? " take a step back . " No thanks . " He grabs my wrist before I can retreat , jerking my body toward him .

' What's the matter ? No bathing suit? " He leans in , and the smell of stale beer hits me . " That's okay . We're not shy around here . " ' I said no . " I try to pull my arm back , but he holds on tight . Panic flares in my chest.I glance around for Cleo . She's gone . Suddenly , the air pressure around us drops . Tristan is just there . didn't see him walk over . One second he was ten feet away, and the next , his hand is wrapped round Brandon's bicep . He squeezes , and I hear a sickening crunch . randon's grip on me goes slack instantly . Don't . Touch .

Her , " Tristan growls , staring down at Brandon . It's all good , " Brandon stammers , shrinking back as he rubs his arm . " We're just having some fun . " I don't think she's having fun . " Whatever , man , " Brandon mutters , glaring at me hard . " She isn't even one of us . You want her ? ake her . " He turns and stalks off toward the hot tub , muttering curses . One of us ? 12017 admin