Forever Alone... Or Not

Chapter 13

3rd Person

"Finally, you're home." The group of four jumped at the unknown fifth voice. Nicco and Bethany recognized the voice and their first instinct was to get in front of their lovers. They tried to mask their surprise and fear, but the other two caught it.

"H-Heyy, guys" Nicco drew out awkwardly. His arm wrapping around to the side, trying to keep curious Micheal behind him. The smaller boy tried to avoid the muscular arm, he wanted to see who was in their house. And who made Nicco and Bethany so scared.

"Took you long enough. We've been here for two hours." The same person spoke. It was a female voice, smooth but monotonous. Micheal was able to get his head to poke out from behind Nicco and eyed the girl.

She was gorgeous, with long black hair, caramel skin, and red eyes. She sat gracefully on the island in the kitchen. Her feet resting on one of the island stools. She was wearing a maroon jacket with black fur accents, jean shorts, black tights, and black riding boots.

Micheal turned to the others, his face scrunched. Sariha looked back at him, her face knowledgeable and alarmed. It seemed Micheal was the only one not horrible scared at the people who broke into his house. It was just some random girl Nicco knew, right?

The mysterious girl started brushing through her hair with her fingers. With her gaze off of them, like she didn't care enough to look, she started talking again.

"Mother and Father request an audience with you two." Mother and Father? Is that Bethany and Nicco's sister? Micheal thought

"For what?" Bethany spoke. Her voice didn't waver as much as Nicco's. It was such an awkward situation. Bethany and Nicco what was going on. Sariha had some clue, but Micheal was left in the dark. He was worried, he had never seen Nicco or Bethany scared before.

"Just the usual. Another hunting trip." Those red eyes of hers finally lifted and she smirked. It was a villainous smirk, full of malicious intent. This is when Micheal really caught on to why the others were scared. "Oh, don't look so scared, it's not like you haven't done it before." Her voice became less monotone and pitched up at the end of her sentence.

"Great, well, if you just tell us when to be there, you can be on your merry way." Nicco tried to get her to leave, he moved to her side and helped her down. Then he guided her to the door, but she pulled him back.

"Now, now Nicco, kicking me out so soon. Before introducing me to your friends." She started walking towards the group of three. Before she had a chance to get to Micheal he was ripped away from the others.

A tall man gripped Micheal's waist. His hair was red and his eyes matched. With his darkly colored arm, he trapped Micheal against him. Keeping him flush against his stomach he smelled him.

Micheal was beyond confused when the man grabbed him. Now that he was smelling him up and down, he was absolutely flabbergasted. Micheal tried to pull away but the man was strong, really strong.

"Mmm, Nicco, keeping such a delectable thing from us. How rude." Much like the girl's, his voice was smooth but made them shiver nonetheless. A growl escaped Nicco's throat. It was deep and loud, it made the walls shake.

Bethany, Sariha, and Nicco went to get Micheal but were stopped dead. A cold feeling enveloped them like a ghost had them in a chokehold. They couldn't even move their heads as the girl swung off the counter. Micheal now became perturbed.

"Why're you aggravated, Nini?" her heels were heard against the hard floor as she walked. With a couple grueling seconds the girl was in the other's line of sight. She stroked a long slender finder under Niccos jaw. "Did you finally find a plaything? I knew you had it in you."

"Yeah, Nini, knew you had it in you." The man chimed in. He was becoming more handsy with Micheal. He held both of Micheal's wrists in one hand. Pulling them above his head, the pervert had more access to Micheal's front. "I'm sure you won't mind sharing a bite or two." He said with a playful bite to Micheal's arm.

"He's Mine! Don't fucking touch him, Colt." He growled again. A deadly look took over his face. The mysterious guy whose name was Colt didn't look affected

"He's mine, don't touch him, Colt." He mimicked and laughed. Then, with another glare from Nicco, he pushed Micheal away. "You can't take a fucking joke."

"Dick," Micheal muttered while rubbing his wrists. As soon as Colt let Micheal go, the others were released from the "ice". Nicco grabbed Micheal and pulled him to his side.

"Two days, be at the coven in two days." The girl said, then, the two left.

Bethany, Nicco, and Sariha just sighed. Micheal was still confused as fuck.

"Um, can someone tell me what the fuck just happened?" Micheal looked up at the others. The others looked back with guilt. Nicco rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous tendency of his.

"Yeah, uh, Bethany, Sariha, maybe you should head out." Disbelief covered their faces.

"Um, sure, call if you need us." And they left, just as quick as the others.

Nicco guided Micheal upstairs. He tried to be as comforting as possible. Wrapping Micheal up in their comfy blankets, then holding him tight. The smaller boy just went along, okay with Nicco's actions. Just as long as he got answers in the end.

Nicco held him for a moment, contemplating. It was just this morning when he had Bethany erase exactly what he now needed to inform Micheal of. It was just this morning when he lost control and bit Micheal. And It was just this morning when he found out Micheal was his blood bond.

"Those were my siblings." Thus, he began the story. Yet, Micheal had fallen asleep. Turns out Nicco had been thinking for a while. Nicco had made Micheal as comfortable as possible too. It was his fault his entire night was filled with nightmares of the next day.

October 1, 2021

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