Mag-log inFear of the unknown grew inside the two men – fear of the truth about their history, fear of never getting to understand their feelings for each other any further, and now the fear of killing each other in front of their shared mate.The two of them forced themselves to stay still, enduring the fire burning in their minds as they fought to reject the demented Alpha’s Roar.‘Brendan,’ Reynard exhaled painfully down the bond.‘You’re not gonna get sappy with me now, Mr Perfect, are you?’ Brendan joked, agony laced in his tone.He scoffed, fighting his body as it trembled for him to move. ‘Sappy with you? Never.’
It felt like claws inside her head, grazing against her mind, teasing and taunting before they would plunge in to rip her apart and take control. The back of her eyes throbbed and ached. She knew this feeling; she learnt about it growing up, but never witnessed it being used before.She’d never felt it. No Alpha would dare use it if they respected their own people, not unless the situation demanded it.It was abrupt. Painful. Aggressive.An assault against free will.“It-It’s not possible,” she whimpered, rubbing her head. “He’s not… He can’t…”She felt sick in the pit of her stomach. He was in her head; she could feel it, but with no access to her wolf, it wasn’t hitting her like it was
Looking back once more, she saw Hadeon approaching faster, and some distance behind him, Reynard and Brendan, still in their wolf forms, were sprinting behind him, trying to catch up.They’re okay, she thought, relieved.Her eyes caught theirs and, even though they couldn’t communicate, she knew what they wanted from her. To run and get reinforcements.With no time to decide, she had to take a risk. She turned left and continued sprinting through the building, trying to ignore the sharp pain attacking her chest as she struggled to keep her breath steady.Her body was fighting against each move she made. In the back of her mind, all she wanted was to allow her body to collapse, but she co
The sight before them was worse than any of their nightmares combined.Worse than the horror stories they had heard growing up.Hadeon was no longer a wolfless man, but he wasn’t a werewolf either.He was something more. Something even werewolves should fear.Unlike the pure-blooded, naturally born werewolves, which were larger than their earthly ancestors, with fur and eyes that matched their human features, this creature was an infringement of all that was natural. A grotesque fusion of man and beast, sculpted not by the purity of nature but by the cold, uncaring hands of science to assault magic.His muscular frame stood on its hi
Brendan wheezed, trying to grasp any air he could, and failed. He gripped his brother’s wrist and tried to pull him away; his brows furrowed when he realised Hadeon’s strength suddenly exceeded his own.“Well, well…” Hadeon’s arrogant smile grew tenfold. With ease, he hauled himself up and slammed Brendan against the wall. “Isn’t this something, aye, brother? Me… stronger than the prized son.” He eyed Brendan up and down.“H-How…?” he coughed.Loosening his grip slightly, he rolled his eyes. “How do you think?” He turned his head towards the supernatural beings unconscious on the ground. He snorted a laugh when Suki stood in front of them protectively. “Seems like humans don’t just destroy what they don’t understand; they can make wonderful things from it too.”Snarling, Brendan dug his fingers
The doctor ran out of the room, panicking and refusing to look back.“Brendan…?” “Suki!” he called out panickedly. “Thank the Goddess we found you.” As he pulled her to sit upright, he noticed her trembling. “What are they doing to you?” With slow and weak movements, she raised her hand and pointed to the device. “Th-the r-remote.” He shielded his eyes from the bright flashing lights and grabbed the remote, clicking the button to turn off her electrocution, and then rushed back to her, ripping the shackle off her ankle. “Hold still, I need to get that thing off your neck.” She whimpered in pain. “No,” she coughed. “S-Stop the… the machine.” “What?” “The machine,” she groaned. He looked up and finally noticed the cages and, more importantly, the innocent supernatural beings trapped within. His eyes rounded as he spoke breathlessly. “What the fuck…”Suki raised her voice, “Brendan. Turn it off. NOW.” Hearing the concern in her voice, he rushed over to the computer and typed away
The following day, Suki awoke with a warm and hopeful feeling in her chest. Her father had truly listened to her. He heard everything she had to say and agreed to her request of getting to know Brendan more before making her choice for her mate. It was almost too good to be true. Last night, when f
Brendan held himself tall, refusing to look weak in a moment that was shattering him from within. He looked Suki in the eyes and exhaled, “It’s alright, you can do it. I understand.” “Quiet, boy,” Machiavelli spat, “don’t act like some hero to her. You broke the rules. Now, Suki–” “No,” Suki said
Reynard put his hand on Suki’s shoulder and spoke softly to calm her, “Let me take you home. If I run into your father on my way home, maybe I can sweet-talk him into being nicer to you.” “Aw, what a hero,” Brendan teased. Rey was ready to clap back with a retort before his phone began beeping. He
Brendan stood, holding his hands up in defence.“What did you do to her?” “I didn’t hurt her, I swear.” “Didn’t hurt her? Then why did I suddenly feel a wave of emotions from her? Fear and pain most of all. I even heard an echo of a cry for help.” Reynard hissed at him and paced over to Suki. “Ki,







