Aden panted, his knees weak and his body worn, he didn't want to keep doing this. His body was aching and sore, and he'd used up most of the energy he had. Compelling people though touch was fine, the first four or five times, but he'd done it fifteen times now, each more complicated of a command to give through his touch-- but he was getting good ( Read more... )

Aden stared for a second, his breathing heavy and his chest tight with unspilled rage. He couldn't understand how Tristan could be so dismissive, how he couldn't take him seriously-- how he couldn't understand how bothered and hurt Aden was. He clutched at the platnum necklace around his neck, his fingers pressing so tightly into his own palm it ( Read more... )

Micah was sitting on the steps in front of his house as he waited for Aden to show up. When he realized he had a meeting with some lawyers in a few days to go over some policies and stuff for the club, he had also figured out that he needed some new clothes as well. Since Aden was here and he knew how much his friend loved to shop, he had called ( Read more... )

Usually he would ask before having friends over but he had been so excited he hadn't thought about it. Besides, he was being on his best behavior and shouldn't get into much trouble about it anyway. Settling down at the kitchen table he had a mug in his hand with some cocoa, it was odd drinking it still but he enjoyed the simple things that made ( Read more... )

Janie held a blanket around her, confident that she would look ridiculous if she removed the covering. If Aden laughed at her Janie was sure that she could never live it down ( Read more... )

Aden kicked off his shoes once he stepped through the door. Proudly wearing that silly french hat he knew Tristan disliked so much. If he was going shopping he was going to have a fun time of it. Bundled up in a inexplicably soft gray sweater and a pair of black jeans his bright green socks didn't really complete the picture. Tristan had mentioned ( Read more... )

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