Losing Control: His Madness, His Cure Novels & Stories

“Your twins are having a rough time fighting the control. They are, however, doing better than the Alpha. But their possessiveness is at an all time high.” “What control? Lenny, what’s going on?” “I thought you would have figured it out by now. All three of them are being controlled. My guess is they ingested something along with a spell. I bet the boys only got a half dose each, which is why they seem to be mostly conscious, but still addled.” “What? Who would do that?”

I asked with a trembling voice. “The loss of control is inevitable.” His eyes sparkled, as if he had unearthed a hidden memory in his mind. “The thirst for blood is insatiable, the beast will dominate it, acting primarily on primitive instincts. Resulting in violent attacks on anyone or anything in its path.” “Will I become irrational?” I covered my mouth, trying to control the knot in my throat. “How do you guys control it?” Laughing, he had already caught up with me, pulling me closer and digging his claws not too deep into my hip, eliciting a groan of pain.

' I cried, I couldn't hold back my tears. He bowed his head and couldn't answer. I turned my gaze to Lucia for explanation. 'He became uncontrollable when the effect of the tranquilizer your dad shot at him wore off. It took the Alpha and your dad to get him here. They just wanted to make sure he didn't mark you while you were unconscious,' Lucia explained. 'That does not excuse their locking my mate down like a rabid dog,' the voice was even strange to my ears. It was as if I took a back seat in my own body and watched someone else take control.

I asked her. “Just the thought of losing to Alex drives you into a frenzy and wherever you are agitated, your condition starts to kick in, the angrier you are at Alex the more easier it is for you to lose control, the feeling of losing anything is what fuels your condition and because you tend to get very angry, it makes it harder for you to gain control thereby resulting in the chaos and madness you have experienced before” she said.

He shook his head and said, "let me complete my words. This is one of the rules to don't interrupt your Master while he is telling you something." Oh, so here we go with one more rule. He continued, "so I was saying that I control myself because you can't take all these things in the beginning." "How do you know?" I asked, raising my brows. He moved closer to me, racing my heartbeat. "I know you very well, Butterfly." He whispered and as his breath caressed my face, a shiver coursed down my spine. He is so close to me, his luscious lips are driving me insane. I wanna kiss him badly, I wanna taste him. I have never craved to kiss anybody before, what's happening to me. He is certainly hypnoti

He just controls us all he is the one who does everything, he controlled me because I was the one he chose to hold a power so that he too would benefit. "Tyr and Lavisha are the only ones missing but they are still weak so I have to calm down and prioritize these stupids." He said. It's very difficult especially my brain is here with me but I can't control myself fortunately sometimes I can control myself. But I know for myself that it won't last long and that it will be permanent with the amount of injections I've been given because of this mad scientist.

There’s no one there…. ‘Of course, there’s no one there! I’m in your head!’ he pointed out rudely. My eyes widened, “What?” ‘Let’s talk about if you’re going crazy later, we need to save Azz.’ “How are we going to do that?” I asked suspiciously. ‘Let me take control, I’m gonna-!’ “What do you mean, take control?” I interrupted him I thought I heard an angry huff as he explained, ‘You’ll find out soon enough! Do you want to save him or not?!’

|Thomas| I slam the table before me, trembling with the rage coursing through my veins. "What did you say?" I turn to look at Mark, his body quivering in fear. "T- The—" "Louder!" My voice comes out like thunder. "Cola soda and other major sponsors have canceled their sponsorship for 'Chaos' album tour, and the board is asking you to step down as soon as possible," he blurts out, pale and sweating. "And whose…" I begin quietly, gazing into his eyes, "…fault is that?"

The question felt too simple. Too easy. And deep down I already knew the answer wouldn’t be. Her gaze held mine. Unwavering. “No.” Of course not. My chest tightened. “Then what does it do?” “It makes you strong enough to control it.” That word again. Control. Not destroy. Not remove. Control. Because whatever that thing was— It couldn’t be erased. Only contained. Only ruled. My fingers curled slightly. “…and if I lose control?” The silence that followed It was heavy.