There's Snow Escape: BBW Paranormal Shape Shifter Romance (Paranormal Dating Agency Book 7) by Milly Taiden Page A
Authors: Milly Taiden
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and depressed did something to her. It reminded her of her own lonely youth.
“Your people and his,” she said pointing at Vikter, “don’t want to be enemies. They like being neighbors.” She glanced at Vikter. “Your sister has friends she adores on his side.” She turned back and forth between both men. “Your issues are spilling to make others miserable. You’re doing what your parents did.” She shook her head. “You have the power to end this.”
Neither man said anything. She glanced at Eros who nodded at her, encouraging her to continue.
“I grew up lonely. With parents who didn’t care. Do you know how hard it is on a kid? You had each other.” She frowned at Brecc. “You had Eros and Vikter and friends. I had nothing. It sucked major balls.” She turned to Vikter. “Don’t do that to your own families. Don’t make them lose their friends and grow up lonely.” She took a step towards Brecc but stopped. “Let go of the past. Holding on to it won’t change things. What you do now, that’s what’s important.”
“I’m not holding on to the past,” Brecc argued.
She rolled her eyes and clenched her jaw. “You know what? You want to be a dick and ignore my words, fine. But I can’t stay here, knowing you two are going to destroy not just one girl’s life, but many others in the process over your own selfish issues.”
“Charlotte,” Eros said quietly, “I can take you home.”
She nodded and marched past Brecc without a single backward glance. The rest of the way back, she realized it had been too good to be true. Two men who wanted her was a nice fantasy, but that’s all it was.
TWENTY-SIX
Brecc watched the only woman he’d grown to care for in a long time walk away from him, leaving him feeling empty and angry.
Vikter turned to face him, his usual mask of nonchalance gone and replaced with a frown. “We fucked up.”
Brecc could argue with Vikter’s words, but he was right. They had fucked up. “I know.”
Vikter filled another glass with wine and did something he hadn’t done in a long time. He walked over to Brecc and offered it.
Brecc met his gaze. There was honest regret in there. “Your mate isn’t just right, she’s really good at making a man feel like a little kid.”
He was right. Fuck. She’d been right. Every word out of her mouth was like a punch to the gut. He’d been living in the past, letting his anger over what happened destroy him as well as the friendship he’d once had with Vikter.
“I’m a fucking idiot,” he growled at himself.
Vikter filled a second glass of wine. “Join the crowd.” He sat and motioned with his head. “You might as well sit. She needs time to cool off.”
He hadn’t sat with Vikter in so many years. It was strange. He glanced around the massive office he and Vikter used to play in and nodded. “I like what you’ve done to the place.”
Before, the room had felt dark and forbidden. Now that it was clearly Vikter’s domain, it was filled with what he’d always liked. Telescopes, maps, and astronomy related books.
“Thanks.” Vikter shook his head and sighed. “I’m sorry.” He glanced down at his hands then back up to Brecc’s face. “I doubt I’ll be alive long enough to have this chance again, so I want you to know. I never meant to hurt your father that day. It was an accident.”
Brecc listened to Vikter, knowing the words coming out of his mouth were true and honest. He felt like shit. He’d been just like his father. Closed off to the truth and unwilling to listen. “I know.”
“We were kids. I was still learning to control the dragon.” He leaned back in his seat and glanced up at the domed ceiling showing the suns going down. “If I could go back, I would. I’d stop myself from losing the reins.” He frowned. “I’d give you your father back.”
Brecc’s throat ran dry. He’d been such a douche. For so long he’d held on to the anger and pain of loss, blaming Vikter and
“Your people and his,” she said pointing at Vikter, “don’t want to be enemies. They like being neighbors.” She glanced at Vikter. “Your sister has friends she adores on his side.” She turned back and forth between both men. “Your issues are spilling to make others miserable. You’re doing what your parents did.” She shook her head. “You have the power to end this.”
Neither man said anything. She glanced at Eros who nodded at her, encouraging her to continue.
“I grew up lonely. With parents who didn’t care. Do you know how hard it is on a kid? You had each other.” She frowned at Brecc. “You had Eros and Vikter and friends. I had nothing. It sucked major balls.” She turned to Vikter. “Don’t do that to your own families. Don’t make them lose their friends and grow up lonely.” She took a step towards Brecc but stopped. “Let go of the past. Holding on to it won’t change things. What you do now, that’s what’s important.”
“I’m not holding on to the past,” Brecc argued.
She rolled her eyes and clenched her jaw. “You know what? You want to be a dick and ignore my words, fine. But I can’t stay here, knowing you two are going to destroy not just one girl’s life, but many others in the process over your own selfish issues.”
“Charlotte,” Eros said quietly, “I can take you home.”
She nodded and marched past Brecc without a single backward glance. The rest of the way back, she realized it had been too good to be true. Two men who wanted her was a nice fantasy, but that’s all it was.
TWENTY-SIX
Brecc watched the only woman he’d grown to care for in a long time walk away from him, leaving him feeling empty and angry.
Vikter turned to face him, his usual mask of nonchalance gone and replaced with a frown. “We fucked up.”
Brecc could argue with Vikter’s words, but he was right. They had fucked up. “I know.”
Vikter filled another glass with wine and did something he hadn’t done in a long time. He walked over to Brecc and offered it.
Brecc met his gaze. There was honest regret in there. “Your mate isn’t just right, she’s really good at making a man feel like a little kid.”
He was right. Fuck. She’d been right. Every word out of her mouth was like a punch to the gut. He’d been living in the past, letting his anger over what happened destroy him as well as the friendship he’d once had with Vikter.
“I’m a fucking idiot,” he growled at himself.
Vikter filled a second glass of wine. “Join the crowd.” He sat and motioned with his head. “You might as well sit. She needs time to cool off.”
He hadn’t sat with Vikter in so many years. It was strange. He glanced around the massive office he and Vikter used to play in and nodded. “I like what you’ve done to the place.”
Before, the room had felt dark and forbidden. Now that it was clearly Vikter’s domain, it was filled with what he’d always liked. Telescopes, maps, and astronomy related books.
“Thanks.” Vikter shook his head and sighed. “I’m sorry.” He glanced down at his hands then back up to Brecc’s face. “I doubt I’ll be alive long enough to have this chance again, so I want you to know. I never meant to hurt your father that day. It was an accident.”
Brecc listened to Vikter, knowing the words coming out of his mouth were true and honest. He felt like shit. He’d been just like his father. Closed off to the truth and unwilling to listen. “I know.”
“We were kids. I was still learning to control the dragon.” He leaned back in his seat and glanced up at the domed ceiling showing the suns going down. “If I could go back, I would. I’d stop myself from losing the reins.” He frowned. “I’d give you your father back.”
Brecc’s throat ran dry. He’d been such a douche. For so long he’d held on to the anger and pain of loss, blaming Vikter and
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