Loves the chase

Derick's POV

“Okay, Dad, Mom, you’re freaking me out. What’s the matter? Is my brother okay? Why can’t I go into his room?”

“Well, he’s sleeping, son, and we don’t want you to wake him. That’s why, right, Ken?”

“Uh, yes, your mother’s right, Derick.”

“Are you sure? You both look tense, and you’re acting weird.”

“I’m worried too. I mean, Rage taking over his body like that— I just don’t get it. He always controls his wolf. First thing in the morning, I’m talking to him. I need to know what’s wrong.”

“Derick, please don’t ask what’s wrong with him. Just let your dad and me handle Liam.”

“What are you saying, Mom? Liam’s my brother, and I have every right to talk to him and be concerned.”

“We know that, but let us handle it. Your brother is fine, I promise.”

“Are you sure? You’re acting like something’s up, and I don’t like this feeling.”

“We’ll let you know if something’s wrong, Derick.”

“If you say so, then. I’m off to my room.”

Mom and Dad are hiding something from me—I can feel it. I just hope nothing bad happens.

Liam's POV

Morning already? I quickly took a shower and headed to the training grounds. Instead of sulking and yearning for my mate, I’d rather focus on training.

Training went well—for me, at least. The pack members could hardly keep up. Greg said I went too hard on them, but I couldn’t care less.

My wolf was restless, and I was doing my best to keep him under control.

After training, I walked back to the pack house. When I saw Derick, I quickened my pace to avoid him. Rage was still on edge.

I didn’t want to risk losing control and attacking my own brother. He’s already angry that Derick is close to our mate.

But can I blame him? Wolves are jealous by nature. Seeing your mate with someone else is like being stabbed in the heart over and over again.

“Liam, I’ve been trying to talk to you. Can we talk now? You’ve blocked my mind link since this morning.”

“Derick, I’m just not feeling good.”

“Can I know what’s wrong? Mom and Dad won’t tell me anything, and I feel like I’m the only one being left in the dark.”

“There’s nothing to know, Derick. Just leave me alone, please.”

Without waiting for his reply, I walked past him and slammed my door shut. He needs to understand I’m not in the mood to talk.

Pushing me for answers isn’t helping.

Rage stirred angrily in my head. I headed straight to the bathroom.

Standing under the shower, I closed my eyes and thought about her—her sweet scent, her soft lips I’d never get tired of kissing, her long, slender neck that would look perfect with my mark on it.

Just thinking about her had me hard again. This is what I’ve been dealing with lately.

Closing my eyes, I wrapped my hands around my hard cock, I imagined her beneath me on her knees taking my massive size into her tiny mouth, and I begin to stroke myself until I cum hard splashing my liquid all over the bathroom wall.

Afterward, I stepped out of the bathroom, feeling slightly more relaxed.

This is what I’ve been reduced to—a big bad Alpha taking care of himself because his mate is out of reach.

Greg and I were walking through the woods, checking the hidden traps.

“Liam, you look like shit,” Greg said, breaking the silence.

“I’m fine,” I replied curtly.

“You don’t look fine. And after what happened during training, it’s clear something’s wrong.”

“How many times do I have to say I’m fine? I’m just stressed.”

“Tell that to someone who’ll believe it. Rage losing control doesn’t just happen. You’ve spent years learning to keep him in check, knowing how dangerous he is if left unchecked. What happened, Liam? Why did you lose control—especially in front of Macy?”

I growled at the mention of her name. “Shut the fuck up, Greg. You don’t know anything.”

“Now that’s more like it, Alpha. Spill it—what’s going on?”

“I don’t want to talk about it. Drop it.”

“Does this have something to do with Macy, Liam?”

“I said shut the fuck up, Greg!” My eyes glowed, and Rage surged forward for a split second before I regained control.

“She’s your mate, isn’t she?”

I stopped in my tracks and turned to face Greg. His eyes were filled with concern.

“Liam, you can’t deny it. Rage has been on edge since you saw her. Even just hearing her name sets you off. I’m not just your Beta; I’m also your friend. You can tell me anything.”

“I know, Greg. I just… don’t understand why the goddess did this to me. Rage keeps urging me to go to her. The bond is pulling me toward her, but why her? Why did it have to be Macy?”

I collapsed onto the ground, overwhelmed. It’s not every day you see an Alpha like this, but Greg didn’t judge me. He sat beside me on the grass.

“Liam, the goddess knows what she’s doing. I know it hurts, but you have to stay strong for your family and the pack. If this breaks you, it’ll break the pack too.”

“I’m trying, Greg, but Rage is losing it. He wants her so badly, and he wants to fight Derick. It’s getting worse.”

“We’ll figure it out. And trust me—if Macy is your mate, she’s already feeling the bond too. Let’s go for a run. It might help for now.”

Rage stirred happily in my head at the suggestion. “That’s a great idea. Let’s do it.”

“I see Rage is excited,” Greg said with a laugh.

We stripped and shifted into our wolves. Mine was much larger than Greg’s. He darted ahead, and I chased after him. Rage always loved the thrill of the chase.

Only the goddess knows what lies ahead of our fate.