Once Your Mine Trigger Warnings Novels & Stories

I muttered, diving for the power cable. The screen flashed once more—my own webcam feed stared back at me. Me, wide-eyed, tousled black hair, hoodie pulled halfway over my face like that would help. Then it went dark. The laptop powered down. Silence. I sat there in the glow of my lava lamp, heart punching against my ribs, every horror movie warning siren blaring in my brain. “Sh*t.” I was being traced. And I had no idea who the hell I’d just poked.

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“We do not deploy primary asset.” I exhaled, forcing the override of instinct, letting discipline win over impulse. Harder than combat. Always harder. Second alert, transit crash, chemical leak. “Also staged,” I said. “Yes.” Third, data orphanage center breach, child identity vault. That one twisted deeper. “They’re layering moral triggers,” Observer One said. “Yes,” Dominic replied. “Which means the real site is emotionally neutral.” I scanned the blank zones, the places with no alarms, no symbols, no drama.

“What is it?” Maelis crossed the room in three quick strides and stopped an arm’s length away from me. She did not bow. Did not soften her tone. “That wasn’t just an omen that failed today,” she said. “It was a trigger.” My stomach tightened. “A trigger for what?” I asked. “For others.” The word landed heavier than any threat the Moon had ever whispered. Kael, who had been standing near the door, straightened instantly. “Explain,” he said, his voice low, controlled, dangerous.

was their authentic base. Underground, probably. No windows. I can't see any exits. I reached for the straps. "They're going to try to hit me, won't they?". He didn't answer. I yelled out "Marcus" and wondered what they'd do next. He expressed his dismay by stating that the trigger would be anything inside her, which is why memory activates it. Training sequences. Although it is buried, they are convinced that awakening will be possible. I muttered, "That's crazy.". I'm not some robot.”.

We were happy and comfortable, as if we were always meant to be that way. A beep pulled me out of the daydream. I turned around and frowned at the warning flashing across my computer’s screen. I closed the window and went to the laptop. The installation was still in progress and nothing was wrong there. The warning was a message, a flag responding to the triggers I had placed on the inter-pack policing network. I opened the warning, and the case reports appeared. Armageddon, the leader of our organization sent me a message. Search for more incidents like this. Debrief by the end of the week.

Two other unsaved numbers and a couple of messages from previous whores. Talk about actions having consequences. Maybe it's finally time I changed my phone number. "Are you asleep?" I lay down on the cold bed, and blankly stare at the ceiling. "Of course, it's 3 am. Is everything okay?" He yawns and I can tell it is forced. Always dramatic. "I am in trouble man, I finally found her" "Aren't you happy? You have been all over the world for that girl?" "She is different and mad about my lifestyle you know...women"

And from the sky, a new notification appeared, flashing in a blood-red light. GENRE SHIFT DETECTED: TRAGIC REVENGE ARC INITIATED.

Eventually we reached a tall chain-link fence with a bunch of rusty, weathered signs bearing reassuring things like radiation symbols and dire warnings of danger. The radiation warnings didn’t concern me much. Shifter healing could deal with a few rads no problem, and it wasn’t like we were walking into an active reactor or anything. On the other hand, it looked like something out of the part of a horror movie right before the first people on screen got eaten by the mine monster. It reassured me a bit that the mine monster, if it existed, was more likely to take one look at Calder and run away howling than attack us.

**TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains sexual assault and/or violence that may be triggering to survivors.** Shane Gym. Now. Before I could stop myself, I sent the message. Grabbing my stuff, I signaled Devin while I head out. "What's up?" he mind linked me. "I have to make a stop before we head out." I linked back. I shoved my stuff into my locker and he did the same. "Something wrong?" He asked. "I just need you to come with me." "Yes, Alpha." He nodded and followed me as I walked out of the building.