Kieran’s eyes shot open with a loud gasp. He pants hard, sweat rolls down his neck and temple, and he feels like he's been underwater for a long time. He jerks upright but finds himself unable to move—his arms are tied tightly behind his back with silver that cuts through his flesh, and his ankles are strapped to the legs of the chair. Kieran’s breath comes in short and heavy as he looks around his surroundings.The room is dim, dusty and cold; he blinks fast, trying to steady his racing heart. Then he finally notices the others, the rest of his team also tied to chairs at every corner of the room. Kieran finds till his gaze lands on Seth, passed out, equally tied with silver. He sighs in relief but then he hears a low chuckle that is colder than ice itself as it cuts through the air.“You’re awake.”Kiera sharply turns his head to the voice. Across from him stands Alpha Rael, with silver eyes glowing in the dark room; he can recognize the alpha anywhere.“You,” Kieran almost can’t be
“There have been reports of wolves spotted at the outskirts of town. A few farmers said they heard howling. I need you to check it out before it gets dark.”Those have been the Mayor’s words before they arrive at the outskirts of the town. The sky is cloudy, the type that looks like it wants to rain but isn't sure. The air feels heavier out here, as if it knows something they don’t. Kieran walks ahead, boots crunching quietly on the ground. His eyes scan the area, staying alert, and behind him, the others, including the mayor, follow.They are surrounded by wild grass and scattered trees, the kind that look like they haven’t been touched in years, and an old wooden fence at the side that runs along one side, broken in places, leaning like it’s tired of standing.“It’s so quiet around here,” Seth voices out as he glances around. It’s way too quiet, no wind, no birds, or the smell of wolves; it’s like everything is just standing still except for them.“It's really quiet,” Cassian agrees
Kieran tries not to walk with a limp, tries not to make it obvious that he has been taking it from the back and fucked to oblivion as he and Seth enter the guest house. He hisses and curses under his breath, regretting every action he has taken in the past twenty-four hours.“Where have you two been?”Kieran lifts his head at the sound of the voice. He finds Lena and Cassian standing there with their arms crossed over their chests, their gazes judging yet calculating as they look from him to Seth, who stands with his hoodie over his head and his hands shoved into his pockets, as if nothing happened. It’s Kieran who gets to suffer whatever shit they did.“Are you walking with a limp?” Cassissan points out with a tilt of his head, staring at Kieran with a clenched jaw and a look in his eyes.Like a child caught stealing from the cookie jar, Kieran stands straighter and clears his throat. “Y-yeah, the mayor had asked a favor at his bar. Humans are quite unpredictable, you see.” The lie so
“Do you prefer I fuck you against the wall?”Kieran’s breath hitches, his green eyes wide as he holds onto Seth. “You wouldn’t dare—”“Oh, I would,” Seth cuts him off, voice low, seductive, and threatening all at once. “You want to be ruined. Admit it.”Kieran glares at him, a bite on his lips, but his body betrays him again. His legs tighten around Seth’s waist, his chest rising and falling fast, and his cock straining hard against wet fabric. The heat of Seth’s body, the position, the tension—everything is maddening.Seth turns them towards the couch, placing him down gently, and their lips collide in a messy and fierce kiss, teeth clashing as Seth bites down hard, pulling him closer with every rough kiss. Seth’s hand slips under Kieran’s wet shirt, digging his fingers at the side as he feels his smooth skin.Withdrawing, Seth pulls Kieran with him, and with one swift movement, he slips his shirt off his head, discarding it on the floor. He doesn't give Kieran the time to breathe or
They don’t return to the guest house and the rain pours heavier, refusing to stop. Seth and Kieran find themselves in an abandoned house a few walks from the bar, both of them soaked to the bone as their clothes and hair cling to their skin.Kieran finds a lamp at the side, turning it on and brightening the cold and hollow space. “I think we should be fine here before the rains stop,” he mutters as he looks around the living room of the house—it’s empty, save for the long couch at the center of the room covered with a white cloth and a TV at the front also covered. He looks at Seth to find the silver-haired male slipping off his hood, exposing his naked torso, toned stomach, and chest.Kieran’s gaze lingers. He doesn’t mean to, but he doesn’t look away either; his skin fucking glistens. Images of what they did at the alley are still fresh in his mind, and his tent in his pants is dropping, but he can still feel an ache that shouldn’t be there.Kieran finally tears his gaze away, feeli
It’s so annoying.He rolls his tongue in his mouth for a moment as jealousy burns inside of him; it combusts into needles and pinches through his heart, causing it to bleed. He slams the glass on the counter too loudly and spins around on his stool. His hand moves without thinking as it goes around Seth’s neck and slams his lips onto Seth’s, claiming him without hesitation by shoving his tongue into his mouth.When he pulls back, his hand doesn’t leave Seth’s neck, but his gaze drills a hole through the bartender’s face. “He’s mine, back off.”The bartender blinks, caught off guard for a moment as his gaze flickers between their faces. “Chillax, I didn’t know he’s taken. He’s all yours; there’s no need to bite,” he says and walks away to attend to other customers.Seth lets out a chuckle, the sound coming off almost melodious to Seth’s ears. “You finally admit you are jealous, but I don’t remember belonging to you, Alpha.”Kieran’s face burns bright, and he grabs Seth’s drink and gulps