The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate

“Here, hold this. I showed you the controls, Quinn, if you f*ck this is up, our lost will be on your head.”

“l...Why? You're forcing me to play, and now you want to blame me if you lose.”

“I'm not forcing you...you can choose not to play if you want...but either way, you're playing.” “That's forcing me, Zayd.”

“I said it's not.” He forced the controller in her hand and then looked at the screen in front. “Please don't forget how to shoot, we have to take off that brat's head.”

"Don't call me a brat, you little girl.”

“I'm going to tape your mouth and then drown you in the shower.”

“Mouth talk...if I win, I want a hundred bucks...no, two hundred. Josh wants extra cash too.”

“Two hundred bucks, my ass. I'm giving you a hundred, fifty for him and fifty for you.”

“That isn't fair, and you know it!"

“Then if I win, what will you give me, Bella?”

“I hate you...for real this time.”

“It's life, people love you, and they hate you...and frankly I don't care.” He reached for Quinn's hand, pulling her up. “Keep your end of the deal. Come on, Quinn.”

Quinn sighed. “Stop, Zayd...I really can’t with you guys.” She turned to Isabella. “You were good, better than this big, cUte and heartless beast. I want you to teach me how to play tomorrow.”

“But the deal was to stay awa~"

“Don't listen to him, you can come see me whenever you want.” Quinn gave her a small smile before succumbing to Zayd who pulled her outside in rush. “Did you just call me cute again?”

“l didn't...”

“No, you did. I heard you clearly.”

Quinn laughed. “You heard wrong, I called you what you told me to; a heartless beast.”

“You can't fool me...either way, why are you spoiling that child?”

“She's cute.”

"Cute and mannerless.” Zayd huffed.

"Either way, she’s cute.”

"Don't be friends with her, she sets traps for your mates, she wants to see me dead.”

"She might set traps, but we both know that little girl loves you too much to want you dead. Instead of cursing, why don’t you guys just hug each other?”

“Because that's just...”

“I know, I know...it's embarrassing. So let's just leave them be.”

“Leave them be? Wait here a minute.” He pushed Isabella's door open again and walked inside. “It's time to run on home, Joshie.”

“But we're not done..." Isabella persisted.

“Either way, he’s going home...I don’t want to see you in his room or find him in yours. Who knows what you guys do behind closed doors.”

Quinn pinched the bridge of her nose, honestly frustrated...was that really how a brother should treat a sister?

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