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Shifting's Easy, Right?

Autor: Jessa Vex
last update Data de publicação: 2026-06-19 22:18:52

“Aren’t you, mate?”

I turn to find Leo standing at the edge of the ring, and my breath catches in my throat the way it always does when I see him. He's massive in a way that defies reasonable explanation, all muscle and scars and raw masculine power wrapped in a package that looks like it walked straight out of a Viking saga. His dark hair is pulled back in that signature undercut, the sides shaved close while the top is long enough to be gathered into a thick braid that falls all the way down
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  • Alpha Brat   Pack Run

    "Close your eyes," Jax instructs, his voice dropping into something more serious. "Focus on your breathing. Feel your wolf inside you. I know you can feel her, she's right there under your skin. Picture her. What does she look like? What color is her fur? How does she move?"I close my eyes and try to follow his instructions. My wolf is there, just like he said, pressing against the inside of my skin like she's trying to claw her way out. I can feel her impatience, her frustration, her desperate need to be free. I try to picture her. Dark fur, I think, maybe black or deep brown. Strong and fast and powerful. But the moment I reach for her, the moment I try to let go enough to actually shift, something slams down inside me. A wall. A barrier. A fundamental refusal to surrender that much control.I try again. And again. And again. Each time I get close to that edge, close to letting go, something inside me panics and pulls back. It's like standing at the edge of a cliff and trying to c

  • Alpha Brat   Shifting's Easy, Right?

    “Aren’t you, mate?”I turn to find Leo standing at the edge of the ring, and my breath catches in my throat the way it always does when I see him. He's massive in a way that defies reasonable explanation, all muscle and scars and raw masculine power wrapped in a package that looks like it walked straight out of a Viking saga. His dark hair is pulled back in that signature undercut, the sides shaved close while the top is long enough to be gathered into a thick braid that falls all the way down to the back of his thighs.He's shirtless like Jax, wearing only a pair of dark pants. His eyes find mine across the distance, pale and intense, and I feel pinned by the weight of his gaze."I'm not afraid," I say automatically, even though we both know it's a lie.Leo doesn't respond. He just walks into the ring with that predatory grace that makes it clear he's never been prey in his entire life, and when he reaches us he stops close enough that I have to tilt my head back to maintain eye cont

  • Alpha Brat   Afraid

    The training ring that sits at the edge of the property is some kind of fever dream someone had after watching too many underground fighting movies and deciding the aesthetic needed more pine trees. When I first saw this place, I was too busy taking in the man meat inside it to really pay attention. In front of me is what I can only describe as a mini sumo ring on steroids, a massive dirt clearing surrounded by a circle of pine trunks that have been sunk deep into the earth, each one thick as my torso and stripped of bark until they're smooth and pale. Between the trunks, thick netted fencing stretches upward, creating an enclosed space that's rustic and vaguely threatening. Fight club chic but make it mountain lodge. The dirt inside the ring has been packed down hard from what I assume are countless training sessions, and the whole thing smells like earth and pine sap and something wilder. My wolf stirs at the scent, recognising something in it that my human brain hasn't caught up

  • Alpha Brat   Not Going Anywhere

    He goes completely still. Every muscle locks, every breath suspends, every part of him freezes like I've just said something impossible. I've spoken words he never expected to hear. The silence that follows is so complete I can hear my own heartbeat thundering in my ears, can hear the distant sound of the others moving around in the main house, can hear everything except him breathing.I say it again, because he needs to hear it. Maybe he didn't believe it the first time."I love you, Ezra." My voice is steady now, certain, carrying all the emotion I've been holding back. "Thank you for protecting me from everything that might hurt me. But I need you to be a person too. I need you present, not consumed by vengeance. Need you here, with me, not drowning in rage and guilt."The words hang in the air between us, and for a long moment nothing happens. He doesn't move, doesn't speak, doesn't give me any indication that he's even heard me. He explodes into motion.Spins in the chair so fa

  • Alpha Brat   Declaration

    The door opens silently beneath my hand, and I step inside the office without announcing myself. The space smells like him, it speaks of sleepless nights and obsession. Papers are scattered across every surface, maps marked with red circles and lines connecting dots I can't begin to understand. Screens glow with what looks like surveillance footage, grainy images of faces I don't recognize. This isn't just work. It’s consuming him from the inside out, has been eating away at him while I've been gone.As I cross the threshold he stiffens, massive shoulders going rigid even though he doesn't turn around. The bond between us might not be complete yet, but it's strong enough that my presence affects him on a visceral level. Strong enough that even weeks of distance hasn't dulled the awareness we have of each other. I can see it in the way his hands pause over the keyboard, in the way his breathing changes, in the subtle shift of his body as he braces for impact.Words feel inadequate ri

  • Alpha Brat   Answers

    I work to keep my expression neutral, to not let the hurt show on my face. Weeks of brutal training and late-night conversations and slowly transforming into something new, and Ezra hasn't visited once since that day in the woods. Hasn't called. Hasn't texted beyond the occasional brief message asking if I'm okay. The others came, stayed until Vaela kicked them out at change over. But Ezra stayed away.I tell myself it doesn't matter. That he's busy, that he has his reasons, that the distance doesn't mean anything. But the wolf inside me whines at his absence, confused and hurt, and I can't quite silence her. Can't quite convince myself that everything is fine when the one person I most want to see isn't here.Jax slings an arm around my shoulders and steers me toward the house, chattering about something funny that happened at work, and I force myself to focus on his words, to be present in this moment instead of spiralling into anxiety about what Ezra's absence means.The front door

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