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I shoved the book and the cups of coffee onto the table when I spotted Nolan.
He was sitting on the cot, his back against the wall and his head turned towards the ceiling. His eyes were closed, yet somehow I knew that whatever had affected him had come to pass.
I called out to him, and his eyes snapped open. They found me through the layers of glass and stone, once again their warm shade of honey and chestnut. There was a spasm in my chest, a tugging of sorts that pulled me in his direction. Had it really been days since I’d last seen him? The urge to tear down the door and be near him-to feel him and bask in his scent was overwhelming, drawing me closer to the locked door.
“Daisy?” His voice was hoarse.
The sound of it caused a visceral reaction in my body, resulting in another sharp tug to the bond that sent me rushing forwards. Zeke startled from his seat, nearly knocking over our supply of energy in the process.
“Let me in.” I commanded, nodding in the direction of the door.
There was a split second of hesitation from Zeke, but he did as I asked and disconnected each lock until the door slid open just a fraction. I slipped inside, barely noticing when he closed and locked it behind me.
Before I could launch myself into his arms, he held out a hand and shook his head.
“Tell me what I did. I can’t remember anything. I keep getting these flashes, but none of them are making sense.” He grunted, nearly shattering my heart in two when he looked up at me with eyes full of torment.
Zeke cleared his throat, his voice muffled until it came through the small speakers in the ceiling. “Well, for starters, you killed Alpha Bran. Not that it wasn’t warranted since the prick did challenge you.
Congrats on expanding the pack, though.”
“Yeah, I remember that.” Nolan swallowed, the muscles in his throat reacting to the movement.
“Everything after that, not so much.”
“You said you were getting flashes of memory. What were you seeing?” I asked, lowering myself to sit beside him on the cot.
Nolan frowned, those full lips of his turning down at the corners. “I think I was running, but I have no clue for how long. Then I remember…well, I remember you.” His voice lowered and a flash of gold hit his eyes, vanishing in a whirlpool of warm hazel. “You were naked. I can still taste you in my mouth.
How is it that I forgot something like that?”
Even exhausted and confused, Nolan was a sight to behold. His hair was messy, like he’d been gripping it in hopes his memories would resurface, and beneath the thin blanket on the cot, he was completely bare. That note of huskiness in his voice brought me back to when he barged into our bedroom.
It wasn’t the sex I feared, or the fact that he practically forced himself onto me. Neither one I minded, even if the line of consent was a bit skewed. It’s the fact that something had driven him to madness, and that something left him unable to recognize me and made him starved for chaos and blood.
“Maybe because you weren’t entirely present for it.” I admitted sheepishly.
Nolan wouldn’t take well to the truth; I knew that for certain. This game between us often teetered on the cusp of non-consensual, but both of us knew that we had the power to stop things if we wanted. As for earlier, I don’t think it would’ve mattered if I’d fought. A fact I knew would torment Nolan to his core.
Sure enough, his eyebrows dipped into a grimace, one that darkened his eyes and made him look identical to the stone-cold Alpha most of the world knew him to be.
“You kicked me, or-or you tried to.” He grunted, clenching his eyes shut.
Down the length of our bond, I could feel a dull pain radiating across his forehead, throbbing across his skull to the tune of a frantic heart. No wonder he couldn’t remember anything, his head was symphony of pain that refused to let up, playing piece after piece until even the strongest memories turned fuzzy.
I softened my voice, knowing he’d hate it, but it was all I could think to do.
“You scared me for a minute there. When you came into the bedroom, you weren’t yourself. It was like your wolf had taken over, but there was something wrong with him. I know he’d never, ever hurt me, but this was different. You were both different.” I explained, glancing at the two-way mirror where I knew
Zeke was currently watching.
Nolan went still, his muscles growing taut where he sat against the wall. He closed his eyes and turned his face away from me.
“I forced myself onto you, didn’t I?” His voice dipped low, laced with rage and disgust.
“No, not exactly.” I shook my head, placing my hand on his arm.
With his lip curling, he pulled away from my touch. I tried not to let it get to me, but rejection stung in my heart like a shard of glass. Anger had me reaction, along with frustration for everything we’d been through. There was no way in hell I’d let him beat himself up over this. This, of all the things we’d endured together, would not be what caused us to drift apart.
Snarling softly, I pushed off the cot and slid onto his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist. The feel of his solid form, a wall of muscle against my soft skin, lit my insides and filled me with a comforting warmth. It took concentration not to let my mind stray to the fact that he was naked, or that he’d been the only one not to finish earlier.
“Look at me, Nolan.” I demanded, placing my hand against his cheek, feeling the rough stubble beneath my fingertips. “There’s so much more to this than you know.”
He turned and looked at me, his eyes guarded and closed off in the way that I hated so much.
“Is there? I felt your fear, and I liked it. Zeke and Brandon had to pull me off of you, didn’t they?”
“The only time I was afraid was when I realized you were going to hurt me.” I retorted, my voice sharpening at the disgust that tinged his words. “You wanted death and blood, but somehow that changed, and you started wanting…something else. I only fought because when I looked down our bond, your wolf had completely taken over. Whatever caused it to take over also made it feral. When you started…doing things to me, I quickly stopped fighting.”
I had to force the last bit through gritted teeth, glaring at Nolan as my face turned beet-red. He’d better not force me to elaborate any further, because if he needed me to spell it out for him, I’d definitely die of embarrassment. Just then, Zeke’s voice chimed in on the speakers, deepening my blush until I contemplated never leaving this cell.
“Trust me, man. You uh, you weren’t hurting her…” He said, chuckling lightly. “Brandon and I did have to pull you off to get you into the cell, which we only did because you’d gone feral and spent the last six hours as a wolf sprinting through the woods on a one-man mission to get back here. I think what’s more pressing is why this happened and what made you come all the way back here.”
Some of the ire faded from Nolan’s eyes, but there was still a note of disbelief that lingered. I sighed quietly and opened my mind to him, replaying the events in my head from the moment he’d placed his hand over my mouth, up until his brother and best-friend barged into the bedroom.
Nolan watched the memory to its conclusion, hearing every one of my thoughts and feeling the rush of sensations that overtook me. Trapped beneath me, I felt his cock stir and watched as his eyes darkened, swirling with flecks of glittering gold.
‘You little liar…’ His raspy voice trailed across the bond, flowing through the mind-link. ‘I did force myself on you, what you didn’t mention is how much you enjoyed it.’
I startled a bit at the sound of his voice, clearing my throat even though I had no intention on responding out loud.
‘Look, I’m still working through that fact myself. Maybe we can revisit that part at a later time. ‘ I replied, flushing as I looked away.
Nolan’s eyes, still swirling with gold, pinned me in place. His hands found my hips, squeezing gently before letting go.
‘Believe me, we will. Once we’ve figured out what happened to make my wolf go feral, we’ll have a long conversation about this.’
Just then, the cell door slid open, and Zeke’s head appeared around the thick metal. His eyebrow was already raised, and his lips twitched as he took in Nolan and me.
“As much as I hate to interrupt this moment you two are having, I don’t need any more reminders my sex life is severely lacking. Seeing as I no longer have to worry about my closest friend killing me, I think it’s safe to let you out.” He smirked, and the expression only deepened as he took in my heated face.
Nolan’s face twisted into a grimace. “I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I could go feral again and actually hurt somebody.”
“I don’t know, man. I think you’ll be alright. Nothing like this has happened before, which means if magic is involved, then it’s because of something recent. Once we figure out what triggered it, we can find the cause.” Zeke shrugged, “Until then, this pack needs it’s Alpha.”
For a moment, Nolan was silent. Seconds passed and just when I thought he’d refuse a second time, he answered the one question we’d all been thinking.
“I think Daisy is what triggered it.” He stated, not a hint of doubt in his voice. “I heard her scream for help, and something just snapped.”
Zeke tilted his head, “You screamed for help?”
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