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1. Quarter: A quarter of a foot. Three inches. That is all of a height difference there was between Morgan and Andy. And yet, the latter of the two managed to make it seem like so much more with the way he purposely looked down at his lover constantly. Morgan liked to bitch about it, liked to pretend it bothered him. He constantly was bringing the man down to his level, getting him on his knees so the difference no longer mattered. But truly, he adored having to look up to meet those pretty lavender eyes. He was used to be the tallest man in the room, no matter where he went. No one else had ever made him look up at them. And that was one of the many reasons why no one could ever truly replace Anderson in Morgan's eyes.

2.  Liar - On more nights than he could count, Sawyer had brushed his fingertips across Britt's cheeks and swore to himself and any ethereal entity listening that he would protect his mate.Often he did this after coupling, his mind running on thoughts of keeping his mate with him always.  Sawyer thought of Ajax and the long lasting effects of his abduction. Sawyer swore and swore that would never be Britt.  He told he boy endlessly of how he'd always be safe, no one would ever hurt him again, not his father or some stranger off the street. He would never be treated as Ajax had.
But Sawyer was a liar.
Because Britt was snatched up one night at a bar, taken and brutalized until he wasn't even Britt anymore.  The chllenging and sex confident lover that dropped him to his knees had gone, and in his place was a trembling and terrorized shell of what Britt had once been. His mate didn't look him in the eyes anymore. Sawyer had  not saved him.
He was a liar.

3. Beauty: Rich had seen beautiful things before. He knew his mother had been beautiful. Boys he'd kidnapped before had been beautiful.
But no one had ever been as beautiful as Parker.
From the second he laid eyes on the boy he had needed to have him. The first time they made eye contact his heart skipped a beat. It was why he was so determined to be gentle with him at first, not to hurt him. He couldn't harm those beautiful features. The boy had skin like porcelain. He didn't want to cover it in bruises.
All he ever wanted was to be nice to this beauty so maybe the boy could love him. And then, when Parker had finally started smiling at him, gracing him with the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, he'd thought that maybe it was finally happening. Maybe Parker was falling in love with him.
He should have known it was too good to be true. No one had ever loved him in that way and no one ever would, especially not the most beautiful boy in the world who deserved so much better than him.

4.Nostalgia  -  Anderson still lie awake most nights thinking of the way Morgan's knuckles dipped and how their fingers felt intertwined.  He often missed the warmth of soft palms pressing against his face, and the sweet sound of Morgan's breathing.  Sometimes he tried to track down the exact moment their relationship soured, desperate to stop himself from ruining his love with Cove. Other times he was swallowed by regret and heartache, thoughts of how things could have been. While the sun was high in the sky and Cove was loving him, everything was bliss.  But at night there was nostalgia, and the remnants of Morgan on his mind.

5. Dad: Jesse liked to think he was a good father. To Parker and even to Cameron, whether the boy liked him or not. But the day both of his babies were taken was the day he learned what it was to truly be a father. And he had failed miserably. He had allowed both of them to be taken from him and then when it was his job to get them home safe and sound he had been unable to do so. Someone else had managed to do it instead. That was when he realized how hard being a daddy was, even harder than being an alpha.

6.  Pros - After losing Britt to Morgan, Bellamy would often sit down and make a list of good things.  Just to remind himself of all the things that went right to make Britt love him, in the pitious hope of winning the boy back. 
Things like:
Britt loved how he brought flowers, and how he never took his eyes away from the boy when they were together.  If Britt was in the room he had his soldiers undivided attention. The boy had enjoyed his tender touch and warm kisses.
He tries not to think about the hurt, the things that spur a bitterness in him.
Things like:
The flowers grew boring and Britt stopped looking at him. His lover grew lonely and sought comapny in his best friend, the person he trusted most in the world. 
They betrayed him.
Betrayed him.
Betrayed him.
But Bellamy doesn't list those things, he only thinks of the good.
He wishes there were more.

7. Alone: Vitaly had been alone his entire life. He had been alone in the orphanage. He had been alone while he was being trained to be a ruthless killing machine. He had been alone while on his countless missions. He never thought there was more in life for him than that. He never thought he'd experience anything other than being alone. But Bellamy had shown him that there was so much more to life. And somehow, even though he'd been alone the majority of his life, none of that could compare to the crushing loneliness he felt when Bellamy was gone. Even when he had Eustass and Nikita with him, it was unbearable. For those few months at a time, he was alone again.

8. Impinitent - Finn Holloway had not wanted to be a mother. In truth he'd fought the idea viciously, only relenting because he couldn't bare to break Jeremys heart.
But that didn't matter anymore.
Finn was a mother.
So when his children were abducted, the man did everything in his power to bring them home. Finn even went so far as to pray Britt and Anderson suffer, if only to keep his babies out of harms way. He still looked them in the eyes once they were all returned home, not sorry in the least that he'd wished them tortured.
Finn was a mother. He would do anything to save his children. Nothing could cause him shame over that, not even Britt's mangled fingers or Andersons scorched flesh.

9. Second: The first time Cove had met Morgan was the day he went over to Andy's apartment only to have Morgan answer the door instead. That afternoon, instead of spending the day with his lover, he spent the day with both of the taller men. Morgan was seemingly unable to take the hint that Cove wanted alone time. Or maybe he just didn't care. The entire evening Cove noticed how Andy's eyes would linger on the other boy, how he'd beam whenever Morgan laughed at one of his jokes. And from that day on, more often than not, Cove felt like second best.
When he'd finally learned the story of just what had happened between Morgan and Andy, it had only intensified his feelings. He was Anderson's second choice. He took this fact in stride, deciding he would just have to work harder to earn the lavender haired giant's love.
And then Andy was abducted. And Morgan was the one who finally brought him home safe.
Of course he was grateful that Andy was home safe. But there was a part of him, a rather large part, that had its pride wounded. He was supposed to be the big strong man for his lover. He was supposed to be the one that burst into that home and rescued him. But no, Morgan had done that. He was left to watch while Morgan held his lover.
And now more than ever, Cove didn't just think, he knew he was second best.

10. Life -  Piper had been with Jace for years.  Together they'd faced every sort of challenge, Roman's disapproval and Pipers issues with commitments, his not wanting to keep their first child and the strain Britt and Rigby had brought. There were other things, hurtful details and such.  Even more than that though they had happiness.  Their relationship never lost the fire, the all consuming love that kept them together. Every day, Piper found something new to love about Jace.  
How he bit his lips while Piper was pressing kisses between his thighs;
The way he was always determined to cook for their family and his little shows of yoga;
His sleepy morning hair and the softness of his face in sleep;
How he gave teasing lap dances just to leave Piper aching and needing more;
The man even adored the sound of his snoring.

11. Home: Thatcher had never truly been excited to go home from the service before. When he was overseas with Bellamy was the only time he was able to be himself when he'd still lived with his wife at home. And after he'd lost her, he had no home to go to at all. But ever since he got together with Eustass, his time overseas had been hell.
Finally, he had a home to go to. He had everything he'd ever wanted waiting for him at home. And yet, he had to spend his time thousands of miles away.
He spent his nights clutching onto Eustass's jacket he'd managed to sneak into his duffel bag, inhaling the scent of the man's cologne he loved so much. Some nights he'd find himself murmuring the man's name in his sleep, only noticing when Bellamy nudged him awake.
But it only made it that much more special when he returned home, returned to his alpha's awaiting arms.
The only real home he'd ever had.

12.  Paramount - In the years together, there had been times when Dallas doubted his mates love. Sometimes it seemed as though Law would choose other things over him.  He'd pick their children or his pack of smokes. The man would choose his work and the sleepless nights over laying with his head upon Dallas's chest. For years Dallas thought these things, only set straight after watching Law turn Eustass away.  His mate had been vicious and protective of their passion.  Law had taken Dallas to bed that night and laid love against every inch of skin.  He whispered words of sweetness, things like;
"When I look at our children, all I see is you."
"I have only smoked one pack this week, oui.  Im cutting down, for you."
"My work is important because you always look at me as though i've hung the moon after i've saved a life. Its like im all you can see, oui."
"When I can't sleep I watch you. I hold you when the trembling starts.  I keep you from hurting yourself when you jerk.  I am always there when you finally wake up, to remind you that you're home now.  You're safe."
"Dallas, I want you to know that I will always choose you. If everything in the world came down to it and I could only pick one thing, it would be you. A million times I would choose you. You are the father of our children and the only thing that gives me a better high than my cigarettes. I'd give you the moon if it was possible. I know every beat of your heart. I'll pick you every day of my life, oui."

13. Love: When Parker was finally home, Ouija was of course incredibly grateful to be able to hold the boy in his arms again. But he had been in Parker's head while he was gone, had witnessed firsthand how he had started not to hate his captor, how he had willingly made love with him. He was determined though to put that behind them. He had to forget. But more importantly, he had to make Parker forget. In the days after the four boys returned home, he saw how Cameron was acting, not even desiring to be near Rhett. Ouija was not letting that happen to him and Parker. So he spent every waking moment by Parker's side until finally he thought the boy was ready to let him make love to him again. And that night he did just that, being more gentle than he had ever been in his life as he caressed his lover, pressing kisses everywhere he could reach and murmuring sweet nothings into the boy's ear. He had to remind Parker why they were meant to be, that they were going to be okay, that this was not going to ruin them.
Because he had never loved anything like he loved Parker. He was not letting go so easily.

14.  Constant - In Anderson Roden's life, nothing was set in stone.  People came and they went, he lost his family and found friends. Discovered his brother but lost his lover. By now he's learned not to hold onto things. 
But there is one constant, a single thing that Anderson believes in even more than he believes the sun will rise. 
He loves Morgan.  The man broke his heart and ended their relationship, and still Anderson loves him. Even if the world stops spinning;
Even if Morgan never learns to love himself;
Even if heaven and hell threaten to tear them apart;
Even if Morgan swears himself to another and forgets the love they made.
Anderson will still love him.
If he finds out that they truly arent meant to be;
If all these sleepless nights hoping are just a lesson;
If their relationship was only a bad dream;
Anderson would still love him.
It doesnt matter that Andy may never get to hold him again, or that Morgan allows strangers to sleep on what had been his side of the bed. He'd still love Morgan even if they'd never touched.  It's engraved on his soul, how he was meant to love this man. 
Even as time passes and he learns to love another.
Even if Morgan doesnt love him,
Anderson Roden will always love Morgan Lansing.

15. Different: Cameron had only been with a few men. Compared to someone like Britt, it hardly seemed a significant amount at all. He had only shared a bad with five men in his entire life. But each of the first four; Kendrick, Sawyer, Sitka, Rhett, he had loved with all his heart at the time. That was the only way Cameron knew to love, fully. It had gotten him a broken heart several times, and yet he never could stop.
Kirk was different.
When they first made love, Cameron didn't love him. There were feelings there, sure, but even years later Cameron couldn't be sure if they had been real or just some delusion in his mind. But what he did know was that during their weeks together, he did grow to love Kirk, just like he'd loved all the others. With all of his heart.
But there was something different about Kirk, completely different from all the rest.
He had wanted Cameron. So badly that he had to take it into his own hands and abduct him. Maybe that should be a sign of an unstable man but to Cameron, who was used to being a second choice, it touched his heart and made him feel truly wanted for the first time since Kendrick had left.
Kendrick had left him for Jeremy.
Sawyer had left him for Britt.
Sitka had left him for Shiloh.
Rhett had already been married, thought he'd found the love of his life in Kyndal. It was a constant fear, lurking in the back of Cameron's mind. When would Kyndal come back and take the man away?
But Kirk... Kirk had no one else but him. He knew somehow that Kirk wanted him and only him. The man was never going to leave.
Cameron had longed for that type of devotion his entire life. And now he finally had it but it was with a man whom everyone referred to as a psychopath. But he wasn't to Cameron.
And maybe that was why he could never let go of the man.

16. Mine - it scares Kirk how much Cameron trusts him, how the boy feels he can do no true wrong despite how many times he'd witnessed the savagery first hand. Last night the boy had come to him only to find himself cornered by sweet lingering kisses, touches that urged him to stay. Kirk laid tender caresses across Cameron's cheek until rhetts memory had faded, until the only word Cameron could speak was his name. He refused to let go.
This was not meant to last forever. Cameron had been happily living his life and Kirk had sworn he'd never be attached.
But now, with the golden boys warmth soaking into his bones, Kirk could imagine his life no other way. Their love was to be fleeting, but he had no intentions of following fate. In the morning Cameron hooks their legs together and grins, his plump belly pressing gently into Kirk's side. He can feel the child kicking them both in the ribs as he draws loving fingertips across Cameron's stomach, only another reason for Kirk to find fear. Cameron's body says "home."
Cameron's heart beats "stay."
He smiles as though he isn't sporting kiss bloodied lips and a searing throb were kirk bit into skin. He still carries the taste of Cameron in his mouth.
But the boy loves him as if there isn't anything Kirk wouldn't do to claim him.

17. Mercy: One of the days following Parker's return home, Jesse stole him away for a father and son day, truly just wanting an excuse to hold the boy close and never let him go. That day they ended up spending much of their time merely cuddling like they had when Parker was just a toddler. Jesse merely let the boy talk, tell him everything that had happened back at that house. Parker told him how he couldn't really hate Rich even though he knew he probably deserved it, how he had pitied the man and almost even enjoyed the way Rich had seemed to think he was the most gorgeous thing on earth.
It had hurt Jesse to hear about. But he wanted Parker to talk to him. So he listened, stroking his son's hair and murmuring comforting words all the while.
And when it was all said and done and their father and son day was over, he let Ouija take over for him when he went to find Rich and beat the shit out of him.
But instead of getting a brutal beating from an alpha werewolf, Rich instead got the angry, protective father. Jesse didn't shift while punishing the man for what he'd done, if only so he could show the man mercy he didn't deserve. Only for Parker.

18.  Resistance -  When Thatcher first became his beta, Eustass had been determined he wouldn't allow himself to grow attached.  In the earlier days it was easier.  But then Thatcher was healing and asking questions, sitting with him on the couch an laughing as he struggled with their dinner.  It became harder to distance himself.  He began noticing the little things about his beta, how his knuckles dipped and the tiny arch of his upper lip.  Eustass loved to see the morning sun reflecting on golden hair, like giving a halo to the angel sitting on his porch.
But he was an alpha, and he was meant to protect and guide.  It would be wrong to bring the soldier into the hell that had become his world, so Eustass started a list.  He'd add to it often, whenever the urge threatened to overpower him.
These were all the reasons he should not kiss Thatch Taylor:
1.  When he's around my heart jumps into my chest.  I tremble and feel my knees threaten to fail me.  Thatcher possesses this power over me, and its so dangerous.  What would happen when the soldier realizes he has such pull on his alpha?

2. I wasnt raised to love tender. Law taught me that love never last, so I have to hold on with both hands and all claws. My father promised that as an alpha it was dangerous to love at all.

3. He's too good at forgiving.  Im too good at violence. 

4.  I know what they say about monsters. I've seen what happens to the boys who love them. Am I really going to do that to Thatcher?

5.  My hands don't know how to be gentle.  The last beautiful thing I cradled shattered between my palms. My precious pack crumbled between my fingers and fell dead at my feet.  I am a wolf-man, an alpha.  I was made to be a war machine.
And I failed everyone.
I wouldnt know how to hold someone so magical and not destroy them. 

6.  If I hurt him it might kill me.  I swore to protect him against all evils the moment my teeth sank into flesh.

7.  If I hurt him I might kill myself.  I could not live knowing I was responsible for wiping the smile from his face.  Thatcher is the sun.
He should shine forever.

8.  I am terrible at rehabilitation.  I still ache for my lost child and I burn because Trafalgar betrayed me.  The loss of my pack hangs around the house like heavy clouds. I know now that even if I did try to distance myself, im already fucked.  Thatcher is like an addiction, pumping through my bloodstream and promising I will never be able to give him up.  The man is going to ruin me for all other kisses.  He is making my list irrelevant.  I'll never crave another boy. If he leaves i'll spend the rest of my life trying to forget his name.

9.  Im still not sure Thatcher isnt a dream.  He's everything i've ever wanted, and even the things I didn't realize I needed in a person. It was as though he was made to brighten my days.
Maybe he's a hallucination or an answered prayer. 
But how could he truly be real?

10.  If I kiss him, I might wake up.  I dont ever want to wake up.

*Additional note:
He's definitely real.

19. Eyes: Britt never saw himself being a mother. He'd never been too good with children and he didn't think he could handle all the responsibility. But it wasn't like he was completely awful around kids.
Until Montgomery Holloway came along.
It was hard enough when the child was just a baby, hard enough to know the kid existed, to know that the man who had abused him was so close all the time, always lurking.
But it got immensely worse when the boy began to walk and talk, deciding that he, like his father, had some strange attraction to Britt. He wanted the redhead's attention, so much so that he followed him around at nearly every pack meeting until Britt would either cuss him out or lock himself in a separate room. Britt had no patience when it came to this kid.
Because every time he looked down into those soft green eyes, he was sent back to that bedroom, strapped down and helpless with Kirk hovering over him. Montgomery was a walking reminder of the worst days of his life. And while it wasn't his fault, that didn't make it any easier, especially not when he refused to be ignored.

20. Immortal - They were about to kiss for the first time.  Parker had watched as Ouija shared the taste of his tongue with countless others, often bringing them to his room where they would occupy Park's very spot. Despite all his years of dreaming, the boy never thought he'd actually make it to that place with Ouija lying just an arm's length away from him.  Their bodies are parentheses, a bare half inch between their bellies.  If Parker wanted he could pull the boy closer and trace lazily over his intricate tattoo's, but the young wolf feared that would break the spell and send Ouija shying away from him.  Sometimes Parker still felt the boy looked at him as merely the best friend. 
He wants to be so much more than that.
Parker inhales sharply, his heart trying to free itself from his body and flee through chapped lips.
This is it.
He wants to kiss Ouija now.
Parker is curling forward then, lips drifting dangerously close to Ouija before the boy was suddenly pulling back.
"Wait,"  He says, reaching across a heavily tattooed torso in order to reach a stethoscope Law had gifted Ouija with on one of his first birthdays. "Put these on real quick."
Ouija had fixed him with curious eyes, a beautiful sound leaving him as he questioned, "Trying to play doctor now?  I thought you were here for me, yeah?"
Parker's fangs flash like knives when he laughs, his fingertips gentle as they settle the scope against each of Ouija's ears.
"No.  I just want you to hear it."  His hand winds over Ouija's then, tenderly placing the chest piece in ink covered fingers before drawing the boys hand up to rest between his ribs. In this bedroom, on the very same bed, they had played together as children, never knowing how the relationship would blossom. Ouija looks different now.  His features are fine and sharp, and instead of knobby knees and crooked teeth the young mind reader sported heavenly curves and a strong build.  His eyes held the same childlike mischief, but they now shone with knowledge of how cruel the world could be, and the experience of someone who knew how to obtain anything their heart desired.  Ouija had become a man before Park's very eyes, and the boy had loved him through it all.
And it had finally lead them to this. 
"This is what you do to me."
When Parker finally kisses him its a mother fucking miracle. Its like believing in magic for the first time and feeling his entire body burn up because fuck, fuck, fuck,
Ouija's lips could destroy worlds.
In these moments, nothing exists but their bodies pressing together across the soft expanse of Ouija's mattress. Nothing matters except the way happiness looks blooming across the mind reader's face, a rose lit sunset. 
They kiss so long that the stars come out to watch them.
The moon is jealous of Ouija's shine.
 And all the while Parker is thinking:
So this is what it feels like to become immortal.
This is what it is like to have the world fall at your feet.
These are the sounds of Ouija giving his heart away.
It will be this always.
As long as Ouija allows it.

21. Real: Thatcher and Eustass had been together for years when Thatcher came across the paper tucked away in his alpha's dresser drawer. He had been confused at first, reading the title at the top: "Reasons I Should Not Kiss Thatch Taylor." Then he noticed the date Eustass had scrawled in the corner, just a few days after they had met. At first his heart had warmed, thinking that Eustass had really been so attracted to him from the start. But then he actually read the reasons, some of them making his chest ache for the hardships his mate had suffered through. Something had to be done about this. He decided he'd take care of it the next time they were about to get intimate.
That just so happened to be that very night. He waited for the right moment, positioning himself so he was casually lounging atop of his lover's bare chest, hands teasingly caressing up and down his sides. Then he reached down and retrieved the list, reading the title aloud. He silenced all of Eustass's protests before speaking.
"This list is the stupidest shit I've ever read. Now shut the hell up and listen to all the reasons why you were wrong." He cleared his throat as he read over the first reason Eustass had written before responding.
"Number 1. I knew I had power over you from the day we met, big guy. And by now I know that I'm the only person who has ever had this much power over you. That scares you so you thought you should stay away but you should have kissed me sooner. Then I could use my power for good instead of evil, like I do now. Whenever someone has that kind of effect on you, you explore it further." He smirked lightly, holding the man's wrists back against the headboard when he tried to snatch the list away.
"Two. I also knew from the day we met that tender lover would not exactly be a word that described you. Lucky for you, I don't need a tender lover. You better hold on to me with everything you've got because I'm going to be holding on even tighter."

"Three. I am good at forgiving. But I'm not a pushover. I don't forgive people who really hurt me. You don't scare me, alpha man. You might be violent but I can handle myself."

"Four. This one's easy. You're not a monster. You're my alpha, you're my hero."

"Five. You are not a failure. The people you've lost are not your fault." For this, Thatcher had leaned in, his sapphire blue eyes firm and yet gentle at the same time on his lover as he rested their foreheads together. "Your hands are some of the most gentle I've ever held. I repeat, you are not a monster. You're my mate, the love of my life, and I know you would never purposely hurt anything."

"Six. You won't hurt me. I know you won't. Like I said, your hands are more gentle than you think. I should know, I've held them every day I was able to for years now. I know those hands better than my own. They could never hurt me. You will protect me from all evils, I know that. But you aren't one of those things I need protection from."

"Seven. I'll never stop smiling for you. Even if you hurt me, which you won't. You won't hurt me and if you do, you won't kill yourself. I won't let you. Because you leaving me could hurt me more than anything else possibly could. I might be the sun, but you, Eustass, are the only reason I rise every day. No matter what you do, I could never want you to leave me."

"Eight. I'm glad I ruined you for all other kisses. I'm glad I made your list irrelevant even before I knew it existed. Because I was addicted to you too, from the day we met. Looks like we're addicted to each other so we're both screwed then."

"Nine. I like to think I was made to brighten your days or that I was brought to you to answer your prayers. Because that's what you were to me, Eustass. What you still are. You saw me that day we met. I was ready to die. If it wasn't for Bellamy, I wouldn't have bothered fighting at all. But now that I have you, I have a reason to go on. I want to go on because you make me happier than I've ever been, Eustass. We answered each other's prayers."

"Ten. I think when you kissed me that first time, you did wake up. You came to your damn senses. You woke up from the nightmare you'd been living and instead we began a new life together. That's why I'm glad you kissed me. It made you wake up and realize that I was real, that you'd really found the man meant to be your mate. And it made me wake up too and start living."

Then he tossed the list aside, letting Eustass's arms go in favor of cradling his face in his hands.
"I don't know why you doubt yourself so much, big guy. I wanted to kiss you from the start. I was just waiting to make sure you wanted it too. But hell, I guess it doesn't matter so much anymore. Because now here we are. And you better know I'm real by now." He finished before kissing the man deeply.
And then he spent the evening worshiping every single inch of his alpha's body, ensuring that Eustass would never again doubt the fact that Thatch Taylor was real as could be.

22.  Transcendence -  Parker would never forget anything he'd learned about Rich in their time together.  It was impossible to diminish the mans memory, the most striking of these being his eyes.  Rich had eyes that made the young werewolf truly understand words like 'awesome' and 'wonderful'.  The mans eyes inspired awe and filled Parker to the brim with wonder. In Rich's eyes, Parker could see further than the bluest skies. He could find planets and solar systems, stars and whole galaxies hidden in the blue expanse.   He could lay with his head propped up, staring into the mans eyes all day.  Without words he came to know everything there was to know about Rich, and maybe thats why Parker couldn't hate him.  In Rich's eyes Parker found his soul and every prayer he'd ever whispered. There was a string of answered blessings and hesitant goals. When Parker looked into those eyes he could see the love they shared, no matter how fleeting.  If he looked hard enough, he could almost see their lives together.

23. Heartbreak: Rich had never experienced heartbreak before. But in the weeks following Parker's departure from his home, he could think of no other word to describe how he was feeling. He spent his days in bed, some small part of him still hoping that Parker would return to him. He never would have left his room if Kirk did not drag him out for meals. He no longer felt like abducting anyone. Before he had done it so he had a release since no one would ever be with him willingly. But now that he knew what that felt like, the other option had no appeal. What was the point of meaningless rape when he knew he could have something so much better instead? He craved that now but he had no clue how to get it. How was he supposed to find someone to love him when in his entire life, no one had ever spared him a second glance?

24. Juncture - He'd lost Morgan, and his heart swore it would never beat for another.  After a few years Anderson had simply accepted that he was meant to drift through life alone, because without Morgan he had no chance at happiness or true companionship.  
But then he found himself perched on Cove's window ledge, his heart still fluttering its bliss after their first coupling.  The Scotsman was still in bed, lying across the spot Anderson had occupied only moments before.  Moonlight spilled in from the glass, a shimmering trail that caressed Cove's torso and bathing the boy completely in a luminescent glow. Anderson looks at him, and for the first time since losing Morgan it's easy to imagine his life with someone else.  He can see them together months and years down the line.  Maybe he'd bring Cove to one of the get-togethers, holding the boy with nervous hands and introducing him as the greatest love. He'd probably bring some sort of gift, a simple thing such a flower but it would be nothing like the one he handed to Morgan on the night of their first date. He could almost feel his skin tingling as he watched Cove gazing at him from the dark expanse of room, the boys eyes a misty shine through the shadows. For a moment Anderson felt his heart swell, the muscle feeling as though it had contracted into a fist. His throat was raw, hoarse from singing Cove's name, and if he didn't focus the room threatened to spin.  
"Ah'm glad ya came, Andeh."
The boys voice sent tremors through Anderson's chest, reminding him again and again how pivotal this moment was. 
It had crept up on the werewolf, but now, staring at Cove through clear lavender orbs, the man was certain he was in love.  It was a surprise then, just as it was the very moment several months later that Cove learned to love him back.
It was the turning point in his life, the juncture in which he retained his heart only to hand it off again.  This time though Anderson hoped it would be protected.  Cove was not Morgan.
Cove wouldn't run.

25. Breathe: When Law and Dallas first officially got together, Dallas's night terrors would strike him several times a week, sometimes even every single night. But every time he would wake, no matter how many times it happened, he would find himself with Law hovering over him, holding on tightly. At first he would panic, unable to truly separate his dream from reality. When he did come to his senses, he would still find his mate there, seemingly unbothered by the display of violence.
"Just breathe, oui." He would speak firmly, a skilled tattooed hand resting on Dallas's abdomen, forcing him to slow his breathing.
And this was how Dallas would get himself back to normal, steadying his breathing as he stared into beautiful blue-grey eyes.
Slowly, the few a week would turn into one a week.
And then that one a week would turn into maybe just a few a month.
Until finally, the attacks were a rarity, Dallas seeing only one a month and sometimes not even that often.