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Rise Of The Bullied Lycan violence might just be the answer
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 16: violence might just be the answer .Ford rolled over again. Dallas was on his back, arms behind his head and eye’s mostly closed as his breathing evened out. Ford couldn’t hold back his actions, leaning over to nip and lick at the corner of Dallas’s lips in appreciation. He hummed, making sure to press his tummy against the taller before lowering his head to bite at the other’s chest. Ford must’ve been too excited, fang drawing blood, a thin line dribbling down the alpha’s peck. Ford paused, expecting the worst but the alpha never moved.He tastes so good. Anxiety flushed through him, but he lapped up the crimson liquid, nursing the wound. The omega’s sense of taste was acute, most likely because of being half Lycan, and the smaller, always picky about what he eats because he could always taste every ingredient, licked slower. Raze was... right? His blood didn’t taste extraordinarily good but it wasn’t repulsive either, it was like eating a
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan suspicion arising
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 17: suspicion arising .It was night time, that much he knew. He hadn’t slept much, being too restless for a good night’s sleep. He could feel the tug and pull of Raze’s limbs, not knowing exactly what he was doing despite the movement. His Lycan was moving quick, stealthy, the pouring raining covering the majority of his sounds.The scraping of his claws were suspicious. Not like that of tree bark ripping apart, more like a knife being sharpened against stone. The unsettling noise could make you cringe like grinding down a chalkboard. Raze’s body was heavier than normal. The rain was weighing him down, and then a pause in his movements, body leaning over the edge of something like he was ready to pounce. And Ford, finally shaking to consciousness to peer through Raze’s bloody eye’s realized that he wasn’t about to kill someone. He was perched atop a building, he didn’t know where, listening past all of the extraneous noise’s to pinpoint somethi
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan Successfully mated
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 18: successfully mated .Things were getting complicated. The attack in town lit up the news even more so than the last killings. Everything was taped-off within a two block radius of the kill site and the nightclub Dallas was at had to temporarily closed down due to investigation. The university announced through public email that no one was allowed to be out of their dorms or on campus grounds after 8pm. Ford was getting fidgety. Midterms had already passed, him doing mediocre at best but nothing that would hurt his GPA. It was getting colder and Raze was getting restless. Ford didn’t know what to do at this point. Security cameras were being placed at every entrance, watching the grounds at night meaning Ford couldn’t use the back stairwell anymore. The kill had been too close. Raze should’ve went further into town. Raze shouldn’t have killed in town.He blew on his hot cocoa and pulled the blanket closer to him, couch feeling stiff on his
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan blood sweat and tears
. Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 19: blood sweat and tears .“D-Dallas...” he sighed, mind thrumming through the shock. He... didn’t know what to think. He was pleased. Oh my God was he pleased-His omega twisting within him. Beyond his control he submitted himself, head tilting to the side more. It was like Dallas knew, knew he wanted more, and leaned over biting him deep again on his mating gland. He released another moan but it was covered up by the alpha’s-his alpha’s- growls, “Mine. Mine. Mine.” Ford’s body was pleased, but his head was cloudy. His voice of reason was sitting in a vacant corner of his mind while the rest of it was drowning from the intoxicating scent. “I-I..””Hmm? What is it, my little mate?” Dallas teased. Ford’s body shook, shorts sticky from his leaking hole, slick seeping down his thighs. “Oh you like that?” The alpha licked the shell of Ford’s ear, “Like that I called you mine? Feels good doesn’t it?” The omega’s eye’s, half-closed from overstimul
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan sliver of fear
. Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 20: sliver of fear .Blood. Rich, thick, seeping through the fur of Raze’s thick black coat. Ford stayed quiet. The Lycan’s face was buried in the chest cavity of a male passerby and by the clothes Ford could only assume he was out for his morning run. The later time switch made Ford nervous. 4:30 was pushing it. Raze’s eye’s were closed, teeth snapping and braking through three ribs as his face became layered in the red fluid. It was all Ford could smell. Ford himself kept on high alert, ears peaked, wanting to be aware of their surroundings as Raze fed.There was a soft breeze, enough to pick up stray leaves but too subtle to break them from branches. signs of small wildlife were naught, creatures as such vacating the area on Razes arrival. Horns and city life could certainly be heard but it wasn’t what Ford was listening for. It was something else.Upon further thought Ford had come across something that hadn’t entirely made sense. At th
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan beneath the mask
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 21: beneath the mask .The news was buzzing. He was able to keep from getting caught the last time Raze had fed but Ford didn't want to keep doing this. He knew Dallas was getting suspicious. He seemed suspicious himself. But the alpha's actions spoke differently and the omega noticed it almost immediately, so much so that he felt stupid when he assumed Dallas had been threatening him. Time kept passing and everyday the alpha would do something that surprised the smaller, yet his face would be blank and his tone brazen. He held Ford close in the hallways at school, grabbed his ass in public and made dirty jokes about him to his friends right in front of him, yet none of them seemed surprised. And why was that? Ford’s mind flickered to the time when Dallas said, "No one touches what's mine." or something like that. This feeling.. this...was this what his mom had told him mate's were supposed to feel like?He would peer up into Dallas’s dark eye'
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan killer by proxy
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 22: killer by proxy .Dallas licked at his mating gland making Ford buck his hips, "You don't know do you? You'll always be kind of dumb and naive i guess." He kissed at the smaller's jawline, "I was born," he kissed his cheek, "And bred," he kissed the corner of Ford’s lip's, "To kill hybrid's like you." The hand on his chest moved, thumb grazing over his nipple as Dallas’s palm made it's way to his waist so he could lean in more. "But you've made it so fucking difficult for me, you know that?"The smaller tried to concentrate on the alpha's words but it was becoming too hard. The touches of his mate always made his mind hazy."Hybrid's like you aren't meant to exist. That's what my great-grandfather said to yours before he murdered him. You wouldn't know anything about that would you? No... i wouldn't imagine your grandfather mentioning it, considering my own father killed him. Let me guess... your parents didn't mention why you only know your m
Rise Of The Bullied Lycan a rut
.Rise Of The Bullied Lycan.Chapter 23: a rut .Waking up to your mate’s body flush against yours has got to be on Dallas’s list of top ten favourite experiences. Ford’s frame is smaller than his own, always fitting into Dallas like it’s the only place he could possibly belong. But even higher up on Dallas’s list is that he loves fucking Ford awake. Loves how Ford falls apart quickly, easily, how Dallas doesn’t have to work past his stubbornness.Lying in the sunlight cascading into their room, Dallas pulls Ford closer, hand smoothing down his side until it settles on the jut of his hip, marveling at the softness of his skin. Ford curls into him, back pressing into Dallas’s chest and Dallas can’t help but lean in closer, kissing the back of Ford’s neck, right above his mole. One kiss turns into two, into three, Dallas’s mouth working its way down the ridges of Ford’s spine until the angle is too awkward to keep going.He switches track, teeth biting gently into the juncture betwe
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