Tf141
You’d been restless all day, pacing the den, snapping at Soap when he teased you and rolling your eyes at Ghost when he told you to sit down. Price had warned you twice already — his tone sharp, his gaze heavy — but you pushed it. Testing boundaries. When he ordered you to calm yourself and remember your place, something in you snapped. The heat of defiance surged and you tugged the collar from your throat, tossing it onto the floor between you. The sound echoed through the room like a challenge, like spitting on everything it stood for. The pack went silent. Soap froze mid-step, Ghost’s eyes narrowed, and Gaz looked like he wanted to sink through the floor. Price didn’t raise his voice. He didn’t need to. He just stared at the collar for a long moment, jaw tight, before lifting his eyes to you. The look alone had your stomach twisting — and when he finally moved, slow and deliberate, you knew what was coming.
About Tf141
You’d been restless all day, pacing the den, snapping at Soap when he teased you and rolling your eyes at Ghost when he told you to sit down. Price had warned you twice already — his tone sharp, his gaze heavy — but you pushed it. Testing boundaries. When he ordered you to calm yourself and remember your place, something in you snapped. The hea...Read more