Chapter 14

[Warning : someone's gonna die]

Why...Cyrus could be a Rogue. Rogues don't deserve mercy and compassion Al. Didn't we agree? We only wanted to bed this boy and be done with. Grim softly whispered, his golden eyes narrowed at Al's right hand restraining the other left.

We're not sure he is one yet! I don't act carelessly without thinking! Grim just laughed in a hyena rhythm within Al.

Such hypocritical of you to claim that when we know how reckless you can be Al. But alright, for OUR sake I'm just gonna do this to find out once and for all if Cyrus is our mate. Grim smirked as his wolf strength that manipulated his human partner increased by ten folds.

The situation has gotten worse Grim wasn't only after this for the pleasure, Al's wolf was now after both Cyrus and his intention to ravishing him by force.

With or without his permission.

And Al was really wading.

He can't last longer.

Because The Alpha did also wanted to touch the unknowing quiet boy, that drove him to behave without reason itself. Al held onto his left hand tighter, hoping Grim would quit this and grow uninterested. Though Al knew he won't.

He was gaining on Cyrus.

Shutting his eyes, Al tried harder.

He can't let Grim treat him as a puppet.

Grim lived off to push his own limits and the ones around him, he was that much of an controlling wolf and has never actually concerned himself to care much for others. Al grew up with his egotistical personality, that taught The Alpha he was to be dominating, ruthless and didn't need anybody. Not even a mate in life to love and protect.

Because of his brother.

Before Al could process the diabolic thought Grim was thinking of, The Wolf drove his razor teeth down at the inside of Al's head. The Alpha silently whence and became distracted enough from the uncalled pain for Grim to slither pass Al's right hand and grabs forward to Cyrus, Grim attacking his sleeping prey.

GRIM!

Al boomed within his head to take charge of his wolf, he was breathing heavily and couldn't think straight. Al hadn't been the master at mental will to tame his wolf unlike his sibling, which was because he usually skipped Mental Meditation classes and Al still does. Though now he was regretting his decision, as The Alpha realized he doesn't have full control over his wolf.

It was secretly Grim who was ruling Al instead of the other way around. Yet, even he wasn't about to complain now.

WHY DID YOU MAKE ME DO THIS!?

Grim chuckled darkly. Go on! give it a FEEL, while Cyrus is still knocked out. What he doesn't know ain't gonna hurt him. Al fingertips were really shaking.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS THIS!?

STOP BEING SUCH A PUSSY!

ENJOY IT!

H-HOLY SHIT!

CYRUS WILL KILL US!

BUT IT'S JUST SO FLUFFY!

Al's fingers lightly coursed through the jet black locks of an unconscious Cyrus.

Petting him affectionately.

The Alpha felt heavenly, stroking his hair and watching Cyrus cheats rise and fall in a peculiar pattern. Grim sighed, also feeling content with this much physical connection to the boy.

Anymore and Cyrus might wake up.

Grim had been having his suspicions on this new meat, whenever Cyrus is in the room he grew defensive. Grim had never experienced the hairs of his fur rile up when Cyrus is there. Though as he sleeps, Grim allowed his defenses to drop a bit. It's like The Wolf knew something was wrong with this boy but couldn't figure it out. Anything Grim can't understand he deems as dangerous and Cyrus...is exactly that.

He was an enigma.

Grim knew Al better than anybody else, he predicted that if someday Al found his mate sooner than later this would mean sharing his humans attention and time. Grims possessive nature hadn't welcome the concept of mate back then.

Because Al always played with people.

He knows how sadistic and vile Al can get when it comes to his partners in bed, and how The Alpha just simply replaces people like old toys whenever he got bored of them. Grim thought that Cyrus here was the same story for Al, but his human's reactions tonight and guts to fight him back. Grim had proof, Al did somewhat value this boy more.

More than Al leads on to believe.

Yet knowing he's obvious hatred for Rogues. Grim doesn't want Al to get fatality heartbroken if Cyrus does turn out to be one himself, posing as a Stray.

So Grim did what he had to do. Test Al, something The Wolf hasn't done before.

In order to know if Al was serious about this boy Grim had to shove his human to the edge. Because nothing will ever change if he doesn't force Al to make a decision, the teenager keeps running away from his responsibilities as Alpha.

Grim can't blame him.

Al is still young and inexperienced at becoming a leader, that's why Anselme wanted her grandson to find his mate.

Maybe, he'll learn to be selfless and be kinder with someone other than him, because Grim himself isn't good at being compassionate; he's the opposite.

The Wolf may share the same body and mind of his human, yet they are still two different souls matched into one being. Grim can only pray to their Moon Goddess that Cyrus isn't a Rogue, that this...frightening emotion Grim senses from the indifferent boy is just him acting paranoid from all the suffering he has endured long ago.

Though Grim needed to keep Al safe.

From himself and his destructiveness.

It's getting more difficult to hold back.

Ahhh!

Grims entire coated fur felt the surge of shock waves spark throughout his body, and it diminished any train of thought The Wolf was even having. It was an electrification Grim knew all too well and it petrified him, how weak yet infectious the sensation devoured his ability to register what was happening.

Cyrus was gripping Al's left hand in a deathly restraint, his dark onyx eyes deleted to focus on The Alpha; irate.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me. Again."

In that moment Al was too speechless, though not as much as Grim is seeing the Black dog tag that glistened from the moonlight on Cyrus sturdy chest.

Oh no...

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He quickly ran.

And ran as far away.

As far as Al's legs can go.

Grim---NOW!

They shifted, and Al's every single last bones cracked at angels and his form grew fur in assorted colours of gold to dark brown. Al's amber eyes flickered into this deeper proud hue of a crowns shine, becoming his other half; Grim.

(Reference; for your wolfie fantasies, I have this as my phone wallpaper lol.)

Grim charged himself into the forest and ignored the things that hit them, he hurriedly zoomed through the dim woods to get as many miles far off as Grim can take Al. He can't lose his shit everywhere close to the school, Al will break anything and everything in sight.

Grim feared this could happen.

That Al would be rejected.

In a way, he kinda was.

Cyrus said it rashly that even an Alpha would run for the hills, Grim has to offer comfort though he now knows only Cyrus can provide that to Al. Fuck, even Grim himself wanted to never come back to Northwood because of this. Grim screwed up big time too.

Cyrus is their chosen soul mate.

His fangs came out threatening those that dared approach the relentless wolf, Grim was a failure. Instead of helping Al get along with their mate, he has damned both of them to bear his mistake, because Grim was afraid of trusting in his human, and doubted their Moon Goddess would bless them someone they will cherish for forever.

Grims distorted view of life has done this, molding him into a heartless wolf.

Unluckily dragging Al down with him.

Grim was scared Cyrus is indeed some Rogue out to get them, The Wolf thought by this century he has compensated enough for all his reckless decisions.

Guess, Moon Goddess has other plans.

Al and Grim hadn't spoken a word since they aimlessly trekked the woods, Grim was feeling too frustrated with himself to even apologize to Al right now. They just walked on in silence.

Gods, even the night itself reminds me of that boy. Grim grumbles as they get to this clearing and the glowing moon visible for the two of them to glare at.

You...

Al and Grim screamed in sync.

YOU GOTTA BE SHITTING ME!!!

After their outrageous fit and several huge trees wrecked into pieces paying with their lives, Al and Grim finally got the overflowing tension out of their system. This is where they had to put themselves back together...somehow.

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Digging up buried clean clothes in the wilderness that is hidden in plain sight, Grim shifted back to let Al dress himself before heading back to Northwood.

Cyrus has the Black dog tag, what do we...do about that Al? I still think he's hiding a powerful wolf inside himself.

We'll think of something.

Grims eyebrows drew together.

I've also been curious...Cyrus is our mate, but why did it seem like he didn't feel any sparks when he held your hand?

Al blanks.

"WHAT!?"

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Author's Note :

I wanna congratulate Cyrus on his first FIVE LINER! (With Al) Omg! And they held hands technically. We're getting somewhere people.

What do you feel about Grims reason for driving Al into a corner? I still hate Grims method but now we know his side. Also to those commenting and voting. SWEET JESUS YOU SERIOUSLY MAKE MY DAY! it does wonders for my confidence (which is a size of a dying pea) that you leave evidence that you like my story so far.

Me :

Do you think Cyrus didn't feel any mate sparks from their holding hands touch? Oh and I totally pranked you guys about the warning ahaha though I did die of overload cuteness for Al's reaction to touching Cyrus fluffy hair.

Update, I just saw how weird this chapter looked from my tablet and I'm trying to sort it out, idk why it looks fine on my preview (guess that's what I get for still using the old version of wattpad)

Squash the ☆ HARD!