All Chapters of Bite, Bleed, Bow (MxM): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Alpha Kieran,” the town Mayor says with a bow. “Forgive the early visit, but I thought it best to inform you before the townspeople hear it.”Kieran crosses his arms, leaning against the wall of the living room with the others occupying the couch or at the corners. “What is it?”"It's the annual Sol Harvest Festival, it's set for tomorrow. It's a tradition of our little town, there will be food, music and dance, just the usual. It's supposed to happen by the clearing near the woods, and some of the people are worried... But with you and your pack here, I can assure them it’s safer than ever.”Kieran raises a brow. “You want to hold a festival? When we’re dealing with an infestation of mad wolves?”“That's all we have left. We’ve lost homes, family. If we lose this too, what hope is left?”Kieran studies the man, he sees the tiredness in his eyes and the pride he’s fighting to keep. Kieran sighs. “Fine but no one goes near the forest perimeter. My pack and I will blend in. We’ll keep t

It's late afternoon when the front door slams open, Mayor Hadley rushes into the house, his coat half buttoned and with panic written all over his face.“Are you okay, Mayor?” Riven approaches the man, placing a hand over his back to help calm him down as his pants with his hands on his knees.The others in the living room stand alert while Kieran comes down the stairs.“There’s a boy,” the Mayor says breathlessly. “A child, he’s missing.”“Can you tell us what exactly happened, Mayor?” Cassian is the one who speaks.“One of the kids wandered off—”“Where?” Lena cuts him off.“The tunnel. That one, just outside the town. The infested one. He was seen heading there before he disappeared.”Kieran curses under his breath. “I thought we told everyone to stay clear of that place. What sort of do not go into the woods do you not understand? And you let a child do it?!” he snaps.“I know and I sincerely apologizes for the parents incompetence for not keeping their child safe, and I apologize

Sage's knuckles slam into the punching bag, following a steady rhythm that bounces off the bag, and he doesn't stop for a moment. Sweat drips down his hairline, rolling down his temple, and his breathing is loud but steady while his muscles burn, but he likes it, the adrenaline—it keeps his head clear.His knuckles wrapped with a cloth hit against the punching bag, kicking with his leg and also using his elbows and knees but the momentum is ruined as his sharp ears catch the sound of footsteps and his nose catches the familiar scent of his mate but Sage doesn't stop punching until the bag sways wildly, then Rowan's voice cuts through."Shouldn’t you be preparing for your ritual, little omega?” The Alpha's voice comes amused as he stands behind him.Sage wipes an arm over his forehead and turns, facing him, controlling his heavy breathing, and then he smirks as their eyes meet. "If Bloodfang Pack wants a weak, obedient Luna who knows nothing about self-defense, they've got another thing

The large halls of the Bloodfang pack smell of roasted meat, freshly baked food, and too many smelly alphas and pheromones mixing. Sage stands stiffly at the side, holding a glass of wine that he hasn’t touched, and behind him, Bloom quietly stands. Sage’s eyes sweep over the crowd. This party is meant for him, a ceremony before the main so-called Luna ritual, yet Sage feels out of place, maybe it's because of the loud laughter of alphas drinking and stuffing their mouths with food, others whispering loudly while stealing glances at him, and once in a while, Sage catches a few alphas licking their lips after shamelessly roaming their eyes over him or winking in his direction, it makes Sage skin crawl, but he keeps his posture straight, eyes blank and jaw clenched tight. He stops himself from grimacing every time. Disgusting alphas.Bloom leans over, whispering, “You alright?”Sage lets out a breath, adjusting the sheer sleeve of his outfit; it’s sticky to his skin. “No,” he mutters,

Sage stands under the shower, letting the warm water run down his naked body.Ciel…Sage remembers the name from the alpha’s lips; he said it with so much affection and devotion that Sage almost feels like he is an intruder, which he is. He shouldn’t be offended that the alpha thought of him as his dead mate. Sage means nothing to him after all; he is just an omega he is using to get revenge, so Sage shouldn’t feel hurt, but still, the tightness in his chest makes it hard for him to breathe.He blames it on the mate mark on his neck; it makes him feel things for the alpha. Slowly, his hand goes to his neck, where the bite rests too disdainfully. A soft hiss leaves his lips as it sends a frenzied feeling down his spine; it’s sensitive and heated and fucking tingling.Sage sighs and lets his hand drop to his side, but that’s when the door of the bathroom opens, and he smells the burnt ash scent of the alpha before the curtains of the shower are drawn open. Sage doesn’t turn to look at