*Pacing back and forth in the kitchen, I make loud muttering sounds of anger. I grab my phone and quickly call Kaden. It goes straight to voicemail, which I expected. He and Am are doing some training hell thing. However, I needed to vent and yell and swear and punch at stuff and yell; Kaden was always my go to guy for that. Even before he was my mate, anytime something seriously pissed me off, I'd call him. Usually leaving a 7 minute voicemail of me rambling and yelling. He'd always call back, just as angry, and let me rant some more. Now that he was my mate, there was always the possibility he'd kill whoever pissed me off. Right now, I was okay with that. As soon as the voicemail recording ended, I broke into a tirade*
Illy Ryann |PF|
*The bright lights stung my eyes but it was something I was use to. Following the photographers directions, I pose in the ways he asks and act the way I need to, to get the photos right. Afterwards, I quickly get into more comfortable clothes and begin to head out to my car. Kaden has been badgering me about buying me a new car but I keep telling him no. Sure my car is old, rusty, smells of gas, and is probably old enough to retire but it's my car. Fiddling with the lock on the driver door, I twist the key till I hear the loud clunk letting me know it finally unlocked. Okay, so she doesn't have all the bells and whistles of a new car but this is just character.* Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He twitched uncomfortably as they drew closer to the doors. While subconsciously he knew that shit would be okay, he was still nervous. He and T had gone through something similar once before, as Am was like his baby sister. But he hadn't actually seen Ry in years. And... yeah. The years before that hadn't been pretty. He knew without even thinking that this entire evening was going to be fucking painful. The door swung open to silence. Raising a brow, he tightened his hand on Illy's slightly in reassurance. Let's hope dipshit managed to keep the past from being shared over dinner, cause that would fucking ruin an appetite.* Assuming they're in the kitchen. Are you ready for this, little bit? There's still time to hop a flight to anywhere-but-here. Kaden Kaleva |PF|
No....No.*lifting the remote higher over the arm of the couch, he glared at the shebeast attempting to take it* No. *Apparently the game was boring her. Hell, it was boring him, yet he wasn't going to admit that. As she proceeded to attempt to crawl up him as he laid on the couch with a determined look on her face, his lips twitched* Illy, I will spank you. *The interest that flared in her eyes gave him an almost instant erection. Fuck. This new mate shit was rough. The lightest touch. The slightest glance. Just hearing her laugh sent a bolt of lust through him.* Kaden Kaleva |PF|
*He frowned as he stood at the edge of the pavement, watching people rushing by him. Some held hangers, others held makeup brushes, hair brushes... curling irons. A few were carrying fans, others had trays with drinks on them. The place was a fucking disaster. He'd basically bullied his way in by flashing his false badge, and now was left alone.* Illy Ryann |PF|
*Looking in the mirror for the tenth time, I put on a little more lip gloss before fixing my hair. He should be here any minute. My stomach feels in knots as I slowly begin to pace my room. I know I wanted to go out on a date, just to prove to myself and Kaden that I wasn't just some available girl. Guys are interested in me...Biting my lip, I look at the clock. Almost time. Smoothing out my dress, I nearly jump when my phone goes off. I glance down to see it's him. Kyle something...I really should learn his last name. Though it might not matter. It's not like I'm going to sleep with him.* Illy Ryann |PF|
*Pacing around my room, I throw my stuffed tiger pillow at the wall. That bastard. Kaden's words still ring in my ears as I kick the pillow across the carpet. "If I wanted a woman, I'd get one". Well guess what buddy, I can get a man if I want. Glancing down at my phone, I nervously bite my lip. I texted Am a few hours ago asking if she knew any guys I could go out with. Yeah, it's pretty lame to have to ask for help but I was kinda desperate. The men in my profession were either gay or had so many women, they could barely keep track. Walking over to the window, I look across the yard and see Turstin coming home from work. Hopefully the house will quiet down now* Illy Ryann |PF|
*Pulling up to Kaden's house again, I look over at the bag of take out and sigh. He probably finds me annoying, bringing him food every few days. Kaden is a strong, independent man who doesn't need me coddling him. Though even with these thoughts in my head, I find myself grabbing the bag and getting out of my car. Am is a little worried about him but Turstin says that if Kaden needs something he'll ask us. I know my brother is right but I can't help it if I care.* *I wake up gasping for breath, trying my best to push the memories away. Far away. But they won't leave, they won't dull. The horror of watching my family get tore apart is still burnt into my mind. My breathing is still heavy and I feel like there is no air in my room as my memories shift.*
First of all, let's get the name right. It's pronounced Ill-y not I-lee. I'm from a little island by South America where my family has lived for thousands of years. We were a peaceful people and by people I mean Tigers. Yes, you heard right. About 10 years ago, my people were attacked by a group of humans called Chasers. They find people like mine, those who aren't fully human, and sell them to the highest bidder. All but a handful of men are killed, the rest are used for breeding and experiments. You don't even want to know what happens to the females. My parents sold themselves into slavery to give my siblings and I a chance to escape. Once we were off the island, my 4 older brothers and I decided to split up. If we weren't together, they couldn't find us. Now I live in New Orleans as a wildlife photographer and model, trying my best to fit in. If I don't stand out, they can't find me. I haven't seen nor heard from my family and I don't think I ever will again. One day, I hope to find those who took them from me and take my revenge. At the end of the day, I am a Tiger. I will not forgive, nor will I ever forget.
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