Everlore

Chapter 6

Creeping around the corner I looked around for Evan's car. When I saw the strong profile of my mate leaning against the door I, rather reluctantly, pulled Brandon around the corner with me. I watched as Evan's face tranformed before my eyes from a joyful celebration of your reunion to a dark shadow as he followed my arm to where Brandon's hand held my own. I noticed Brandon's hand tighten on my own as he noted the possessivness in Evan's eyes. I wished desperatley that I had just told Brandon that he couldn't come with me. I had felt Evan's lack of self-confidence after the accident, he clearly thought that the accident was his fault which was absolutley ubsurd. Due to his uncertainty he had grown in possessivness and barley let me go to work as it was and now here I was holding the hand of another guy. I could see how that would upset him, I tried to shake Brandon's hand from my own, enfasis on the word tried. Evan watched calming slightly as I began to let go of Brandon but at the other males reluctance to let me go his protective instincts flared and he rushed forward to get me back. He grabbed my waist and tried to pull me back to his car but Brandon held on and the resulting sensation of being the rop in a game of vicious tug-of-war had me whimpering in a small voice. Immediatley Brandon let go and raced to check that I was ok. Once he knew I was safe Brandon turned to Evan and explained to him how we had met. After only a brief moment of hesitation Brandon told my raging, possessive, and pissed off mate about the kiss. I saw in my true mates eyes the change beggining to take him over, he had finally snapped and now my mate and my new friend were going to fight. I watched as Evan stepped forward and simultaneously put me behind his back. I love my mate but the thought of Brandon getting hurt caused an almost physical pain to take root in my heart. I knew how stupid it was but when I saw them lunge for each other I took action and threw my weak human form in between them...

Brandon's POV

I tasted the tangy flavor of blood in my mouth and smelled it's accompanying metallic aroma as I bit down on the suprisingly hairless flesh. I wanted to kill this quivering being in my teeth, and I took the opportunity presented and tore a huge hunk of flesh from the creatures leg and let a growl of satisfaction rumble from my chest as the blood fell like a hidden spring from the new dent in the skin. It still took me a few moments to ealive that the creature I had bitten was not my original target and then it took another few seconds for it to register that the human was my mates. When I realized this I immediatley changed back into my human form. My clothes had stayed on due to the new hazer company that sold clothes made from the fur of other hazers. When I saw my mate laying there in a pool of her own blood.

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