By: Slash!
Tawny and broad-shouldered, blue-green eyes flashing as you talk to Crutchy, gesturing animatedly. He says something and you begin to laugh. Slowly, without really knowing why, the others start laughing too.
You�re the alpha male of this pack, aren�t you? Where you go, we will follow. You�re our leader. I guess that makes me the beta male�the mouth with the brains. We work well together. We proved that much during the Strike.
Lions always need a mate. I felt so certain that it would be me. The way you looked at me, the way you smiled . . . were those looks, those touches just expressing a purely platonic love or something more? When I saved you from the refuge, there was something in your eyes that made me hope against hope that my feelings were returned.
Then you chose Sarah.
Why?
Yeah, she�s pretty. She�s sweet. She�s kind. She�s insanely maternal.
But why her?
She didn�t fight alongside you. She didn�t bust you out of jail. She just sat there and looked pretty. The way I recall it, the lioness is supposed to hunt, not the other way around.
It isn�t easy, you know. It�s so hard to watch you, knowing I never had your heart, and that my sister, puttering around the kitchen and humming tunelessly, does.
I�ll move on, though, eventually. I�ll get over you in time. It may take a week. It may take a year. It may take forever. But I will.
God loves you, Jack Kelly.
And God help me, so do I.
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