Rejected To Fate

Chapter 36

{MARCUS'S FATHER; BLUE BLOOD CRESCENT}
Xander crossed the path with a high jump.
He ran for a while, crossing paths alike and small creeks. Then he finally stopped by a muddy pond, full of algae.
He shifted back to his human form, pulling on his clothes.
He took three steps forward, and tapped his ring thrice, a woman suddenly appeared.
She was clad in a white coat.

She smiled brightly.
"Xander, it's been quite sometime."

Xander gruffed.
"Open the door."

She rolled her eyes at his unchanging behavior, shaking her head.
"But, did you not miss me? It's been so long."

"Open the door Nora!."

"Xand-"

He grabbed her neck, and her eyes flashed red, glistening with desire.
Xander glared as he squeezed harder, disgusted at her masochism. He threw her down.
"Open the damn door!"

She chuckled as she stood up.
"You really are the only one who can satisfy my desires."
She flicked her wrist, and a bright door appeared.
"Come Xander, let's go see our prisoners."
They stepped through the door, and it was slammed shut, and then disappeared.

Xander entered a laboratory of witchcraft, which held as much as hundred stands.
Each stand held a wolf, rogue wolf to be exact, in greenish liquid.
Their skin were thinned out and their eyes bulged.
They were in a wake consciousness, with a subconscious mind.

At the centre of the laboratory, a woman with pale skin floated. The liquid that held her was blue, formulating bubbles.
Xander stared at her for a while, her red hair filtered in the solution and her eyelashes were thick.
He smiled, and turned to Nora. She handed him a shot.

"It's stronger than usual?."
He asked, sensing the increased chills it sent to his body.

She nodded.
"Well, you did tell me, this one refuted the trans-conscion, so I increased the level of wolfsbane and RB to increase it's efficiency."

Xander nodded, and pierced the syringe in his arm swiftly. He groaned and pulled it out, rubbing his temples.
The increased efficiency also came with increased pain exorbitance.
He clenched his fist tight, fighting the pain.

If only this wolf was not so obstinate...

After a while, he'd become acquainted with the pain, he relaxed his shoulders.
Then, Nora brought forth another syringe, with raging amber colored liquid in it.
He took the shot just as quickly, relishing the power supply it provided to his body.

It always felt good to be stronger....

Seeing his calm face, Nora softly placed her hand on his shoulder.

"Can we have some fun now?."
She trailed her hands down her body, rubbing his core in a slither...
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On the last day of her rest, Gina was more than fed up. She sighed relentless, in tire.
She stirred and stirred under the duvets. The covers were starting to get too warm and her body shuffled.

Mia had become silent over the days. It was almost like she wasn't there, but Gina could still feel her.

She thought to go to Greenie, but was too lazy to get up. And yet, she couldn't stay in bed one more minute.

Her quick connection with Greenie was quite surprising, even to her.

Her body had just generated Greenie survival urges, like it needed his presence much more than it needed even her!

His scent was so nice and had become greatly more satisfying as she accepted the mate bond. All her weird complications was almost solved with his presence, his warmth.