Semua Bab Bite, Bleed, Bow (MxM): Bab 21 - Bab 30

The sun is unforgiving, hanging directly above the trees in a taunting, slow manner, yet burning the eyes and pouring heat over everything; even the wind seems too lazy to blow. Kieran tightens his grip on the steering wheel as the truck bumps along the dirt path. His shirt clings to his skin with sweat. Even with the windows rolled down, it doesn't help. He tsks. Why is it so hot today? He hisses in annoyance and pulls at the neck of his shirt, hoping for some sort of relief, but it only adds to his frustration. Just another awful reminder why he hates doing this.He hates delivering supplies to the Omega mansion. It's not because he dislikes Omegas, his brother is one, so that's impossible, but because the air around that place always feels different, lighter, and tsk, sweater. There are too many scents tangled together, all soft and alluring, making it hard for an alpha like him to breathe right. It's too hectic but what choice does he have, as the future alpha, he needs to make s

Lena bursts into the pack clinic without warning, her eyes as hard as stone and her sour scent all over the places as she scans around the room, and the matches towards the front counter with a nurses behind it, giving her puzzled looks but Lena doesn't care what anything thinks of her appearance, the evening wind hadn't been friendly, it blew harshly and ruined her hair and makeup, adding to her rage and misery.She slams her palm on the table, her eyes shooting daggers at the nurse. “Where is Kieran?” She demands and the nurses don't hesitate to point towards the direction she knew the young alpha went.The clinic is still buzzing with movements, nurses moving between rooms, working on wounded wolves and dear moon goddess, the smell of blood is nauseating.Just before Lena could go find him, Kieran quietly walks out of one of the patient rooms, wiping sweat from his brow. She hisses in annoyance and storms towards him, her heel boots clicking hard against the floor and her lips set

The day for the mate trial comes faster than Kieran expected. Indeed he has excelled in the other trials, the elders, his father, and the rest of the pack was proud that he could pull it off but this trial is different, it doesn't require physical strength, it tests his state of stability and sensibleness, not allowing himself to be controlled by instincts. He needs to control his lust and desire.Kieran sits on his bed, with only his trousers on, his torso completely naked, his feet on the floor, his body leans down as his elbows rests on his knees and rubs his palms together that's moist with sweat.The lights in the room has been switched off, with only but the ritual candles lighting everywhere, the window wide open, the moon light peeking in and the cool breeze of the night blowing in softly, brushing against his bare skin and causing shivers to run through his spine, fixed with the scent of something sweet in the air, everything to simulate the bond.Kieran is nervous.He has dat

“Stop,” Kieran repeats, looking at Seth with a flushed face—cheeks redder than a tomato and eyes so glassy they shone. How pretty.Seth's hands strokes his stomach. “You want me to stop?” Kieran doesn’t answer, he can’t. His brain is foggy, his skin is burning, his wolf is howling, and he is gripping the sheets so tight his knuckles are white. Shame clings to him like second skin.Seth moves down to kiss him but Kieran snaps his head away, blocking his lips with a hand. “No,” Kieran says firmly, the words having two meanings; don't stop and don't kiss him. “You don’t get to do that.”Seth's eyes narrow. He clips Kieran's chin, bringing his face back to look at him and takes his hand over his face. He swiftly leans in but Kieran slams his eyes shut, so tightly that they hurt while his fingers digs into the sheets.He expects Seth's lips but they don't come. Second passes and he reopens his eyes to find Seth's face inches away from his. Kieran breath hitches. “Why did you stop?”Seth’s

Castel bursts through the doors of the pack clinic with a bright smile on her face, nearly skipping with excitement.Her eyes scan the room until they land on Seth, wiping floors at the corner.“There you are!” she beams as she sprints towards him.Seth looks up, raising an eyebrow. “Me?”She grabs his wrist without asking and tugs him down the hallway.“Castel, I'm working. Where are we going?” he protests without resisting her pull; he finds that pointless.“Storage room,” she whispers dramatically. “We need to talk.”They slip into the small storage room; Castel shuts the door behind them and spins around to face him.“Okay,” she grins, eyes glimmering. “I want details. All of it.”Seth pins her with a blank stare. “Details of what?”“Oh, don’t play innocent,” she says, jabbing a finger against his chest. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. The trial. You and Kieran. Did you really touch him? Kiss him? Did he let you? Tell me about it. It's all over the pack and I want all the