Kieran might be an asshole but when it comes to Sage, he's ready to burn the whole world for him. Hehehehe. Look forward to the new chapter. Please, support by voting, commenting and reviewing. Thank you.
The cabin is quiet, too quiet. Kieran has lost count of the days that pass, but each day is like hell.He stands by the wall, panting, eyes bloodshot, his body shaking with sweat dripping down his temples, the vein in his arms tight with the effort it takes to restrain himself while his skin is burning, every nerve screaming.He needs and craves. He needs him.He looks over to the living room where Seth sits by the fireplace, pretending everything is fine, pretending he doesn't sense Kieran and know what's happening to him. Kieran knows what he's doing. He wants Kieran to break and beg him.He lets out a weak laugh and looks away, his chest rising and falling frantically. Beg. Kieran tests the word on his tongue because he's on the verge of going down on his knees and begging.He clenches his fists. “Stop it,” he growls under his breath, speaking to himself. “Just…stop.”But he can't, and suddenly, the need and desperation in his body take over.One second, he's by the little hallway,
Kieran is starting to think he can't take it anymore as the night and the silence in the cabin stretch on, broken by his own labored breathing. His hands tremble in a way that he can't hold on, his head is spinning, and the sweat clinging to his skin is doing much to help his situation. He's wet and sticky; everything feels like it's slipping.He can't take it. He feels like he's falling apart, and his mind is now playing tricks on him. Kieran is starting to think he's going to lose his mind, as the pack healer says.Everything hurts; his body is like a battlefield of need, rage, and frustration. No matter how much he tries to fight it, the pull is too strong; his rut needs his mate. He hates it.Grinding his teeth, Kieran gets up from the bed and storms over to the lonely wardrobe standing at the side; Seth's scent lingers there like a hard drug and addictive wolfsbane.He doesn't hesitate as he opens the wardrobe, his hands shaking, his breathing getting uneven. There, hanging neatl
Kieran finally gains control, his wolf running to the back of his head, knowing his mate is near. Kieran doesn't ever want to lose control to his wolf again. His head might be clearer now, but his body still aches, and his skin is hot, but at least he isn't shaking uncontrollably. He feels like he's going to snap anytime soon, and a rut lasts for several days. How is he going to survive?Now he stands in the tiny living room of Seth's home. Kieran looks around. The place is cozy and small with wood-paneled walls, a few shelves, and a couch. Everywhere in the space smells like him: earth, icy rain, and smoke, something warm and almost unexplainable. Korean feels his stomach twist.Such a tiny and almost empty space he lives in.Cassian snaps his head over to him, his jaw tense and his fist clenched. “Don’t try anything.”Kieran narrows his eyes as he looks at the Beta, who looks like he can burn him with his mere gaze. “What do you think I’m going to do? Tie him down and mate him? Pleas
The door creaks open, and Leans enters slowly. Instantly, the thick scent of musk and sweat hits her like a punch to the stomach.“Kieran?” she calls softly, tilting her head as her gaze lands on Kieran sitting at the edge of the bed, shirtless, hair clinging to his forehead, and his body slick with sweat. His breathing is heavy, his head is bowed, and his fists are clenched so tightly his knuckles look like they are turning white. His body is leaning forward with his elbows pressed against his knees.Lena takes a step forward, and she almost staggers at the overwhelming aura and pheromones circling him and spreading to every corner of the room.Lena’s knees buckle slightly, but she catches herself, blinking through the haze of heat his ruts have created in the room. Lena resists the urge to clasp a hand over her nose. She doesn't know how she's going to last in here without passing out, but she has to do this for Kieran. As his future mate, it's her duty to help him.“Kieran, I'm here
Kieran's room is dimly lit with only the moonlight peeking in through the widely opened windows and the air thick with tension and domineering alpha pheromones.Kieran thrashes on the bed, sweats decorating his body, his chest rising and falling in erratic breaths, his legs kicking, his wrist handcuffed to the metal headboard, along with his ankles. Growls tears through his throat, low and animalistic and with almost desperate whines. Kieran feels like he's on fire. His whole body is ignited and his wolf loses control in his head and everything is spinning.“Goddess,” the pack healer mutters under her breath as he watches the young alpha kick and thrashes on his bed. “He's burning up,” Alpha Dagon stands at the side with his hands held behind him, his green eyes cold as ice and his face expressionless as he watches his son. “What should be done?” Elder Marah shakes her head. “It's just started and it's already like this,” Elder Pete nods grimly. “It’s worse than we expected.”The h
Sage wakes up with a start; pain shoots through him from his head, his vision is blurry, and he squints at the overwhelming brightness. Sage realizes he's on the cold, dirty floor, his wrists bonded with thick ropes, and the air smells gross and rotten. Sage almost gags at the foul odor.He tries to move but his muscles scream at him. His mouth is dry and his lips are cracked. Sage hisses at his luck as he recalls what happened. “You’re finally awake; I almost thought you had kicked the bucket.”Sage's head instantly jerks up as a shadow falls on him and suddenly, a man stands in his line of sight, tall broad shouldered and dirty, his smile crooked and vile, with greasy hair hanging over his eyes and a long scar across his cheek.Sage’s eyes narrow, struggling with the ropes on his wrists. “Once I get out of here, you are fucking dead!” he spat, hissing and baring his teeth.The rogue chuckles. “Feisty, haven't seen an omega fight this much in a long time.” he comes forward and squats