Todos os capítulos de Bite, Bleed, Bow (MxM): Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Kieran stands before the Elders in the council room, his fist clenched, his jaw locked as anger and exasperation build up inside of him.Even away from that freak, he still can't breathe. His skin feels so tight, his bones aches and his mind—his fucking mind—is still stuck on Seth. Every thought, every memory, every damn dream twisted with that boy’s face, scent and voice stays stuck in his head worse than glue. He hates it. He hates it so much that he feels like crawling out of his skin and peeling his skin off. He can't take it anymore. He can't continue living like this.The elders watch him, saying nothing, silence engulfing them till Kieran breaks it like ice.“I think it's time you helped me break the bond,” he says through clenched teeth, his sour and bitter pheromones wrapping him like a warm blanket, spreading through the counters of the room. “I don't care what you have to do. Whatever ritual or spell, I don't want to be tied to him even for a second.” He continues.“Does th

Kieran doesn't sleep a wink. The night was long and dragging, he stayed awake staring at the empty wall in front of him, not leaving his bed at the pack clinic.He's too afraid to close his eyes. Closing his eyes and falling asleep means getting dreams that just taunts him. It's humiliating, he doesn't want Seth like that, it's disgusting for a man to want another man.Kieran sighs as the morning sun peaks in through the window. He just wants to get out of here and figure out how to live with this curse. He looks down at his bandaged leg, it's perfectly healed now, he's a werewolf for fuck sake. He doesn't need bandages.Kieran’s sharp ears catch the sound of approaching steps before a knock comes on the door and he reels his head just in time as it opens. His greens immediately dilated at who stands there.“Wow, you don't look too happy to see me after so many months,” Kieran stares at the intruder under his lashes. It's Cassian, his Beta, with a bag over his shoulder.He stands tall

The morning sun hangs low in the sky; it casts shadows over the pack training grounds as the warriors gather, some stretching and others chatting among themselves. The air is brisk, filled with the scent of sweat and the mixed scent of the warriors. Kieran stands near the edge of the field, his arms crossed over his chest, his gaze sharp and unblinking.His attention is fixed on the figures standing at the side, away from everyone, as if they are the only ones who exist in the field.Cassian and Seth.Kieran is not able to catch the words that come out of Seth’s mouth but Cassian’s laugh is as loud as a fucking drum.Seth's face is, as usual, hidden underneath a hood and it aligns with something unfamiliar: joy. His smile is small and barely there as he stares down at Cassian but Kieran sees it; it can't be missed. Cassian stands close, too close for Kieran's liking. He reaches out to adjust Seth's stance, correcting the way his fist curls. And here Kieran thought he was the one taske

"Alpha, please,” Alpha Dagon stares at the young omega girl who stumbles into his office, tears running, falling to her knees before him. Kieran and Cassian stand at the side.“Tell me what happened omega?” Alpha Dagon sits straighter in his seat, brows pulling down. The Omegas tremble as she cries loudly. “It's my friend, Mira, she's missing. I told her not to go into the forest, it's not safe to go alone but she said her wolf was aching for a run, it's been a whole day and she's not back yet, I can't feel her wolf which only means she's dead or out of the pack territory,” Kieran immediately steps forward. “When did she leave?”“Midnight. I waited. I thought maybe she got delayed, but no one has seen her.” The girl’s lips quivers as she responds. Instantly, Kieran's chest tightens. Ashborne has more security than that. The patrol guards would have reported if anything was wrong. Alpha Dagon’s eyes darken. “Kieran, Cassian. You both take a squad and search the forest, I want that

The council room is unusually quiet. The elders of Ashbourne pack sit in wait, murmuring low among themselves while the air is tight with anticipation and finally, the doors burst open without warning.“Miss me?” comes a cheerful voice.The elders reels their head, then raises questioning brow as the pack future, Gamma, Riven, strolls in like he owns the place, grinning wide, a black leather jacket clinging to his shoulders, red hair dripping with slight drops of water and his eyes brown eyes glinting mischievously.“You’re late, Gamma,” Alpha Dagon says at the head of the table, unimpressed.“I bring gifts,” Riven beams as he steps forward and drops a folder on the table with a dramatic flair. “Well, it's not exactly gifts, more like really, really bad news.”He winks and slumps into the first seat he can find, crossing one leg over the other, looking like someone who just walked out of the magazine as he runs his veiny hands through his hair, ignoring the looks of irritation from th