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caused him so much pain. To say he hated the man would be an understatement. The man was around six 'five in height and built like a rock. His beautiful smooth skin glowed under the bright light, the colour of rich coffee laced with cream. He had really soft-lookin

self. Of course, it wasn't normal, he answered himself. The man was obviously a supernatural being so nothing about him was normal. And whilst he was on the subject, why the fuck was he even admiring another man so m

ct an Alpha's mate deserved. He knew that there was no way he could love a hunter but he could have learnt to accept him if he were a woman. But he was a man. And Jeremy Stanton didn't do men. Ideally, h

ally covered in vomit. Served him right, Jeremy thought heartlessly. But even seeing his mate in that filth didn't stop Jeremy from wanting him. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if the

f the cage and commanded i

at feeling of fear, Ryan wished he could throw himself at him and beg him to fuck him, which was rather strange. After all, he wasn't gay and had never been attracted to men. Ryan didn't understand what was happening to him at all. Admittedly, he was still a vi

face in, which confused Ryan even more. He wanted to destroy something. Fear, lust, and a murderous rage...three strong emotions all at once. It was confusing and frightening. Ryan heard the ma

ld finally kill him as he'd wanted to do in the first place. Jeremy's hand shot through the bars so fast Ryan didn't see it coming. Ryan's growls reached a fever pitch when he felt the red-eyed

hypnotic voice. "Discard any thirst you have to cause mayhem and destruction."

would gladly have done that if he knew how. Secondly, he hated how uncomfortable and shaky the man-made him. He gave a distressed whine a

t know how to shift. The ideal thing was for him to talk him through it which Jeremy would have done under normal circumstances. He would have opened their mind-link so he could talk him t

back,

t he'd gone through to become a wolf. Immediately he was back to human form, Ryan quickly moved to where his jeans lay and pulled it on, ignoring the weakness he suddenly felt. He winced at the discomfort he felt due to the absen

en made to go through, who wouldn't, he thought bitterly. He'd been captured, bitten, locked in a cage, left to scream in pain, and turned into something he didn't even know existed. And it had all been the doing of the man standing in front of him.