My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. Series

***"Careful, he's worse."*** I call back to her as we charge him.

I can get more leverage in my wolf form. I don't think there is any way we would survive in human form, but it would be nice to just punch him in the throat, just once. We are fully engaged now, biting and clawing at anything available. He is responding with just as many hits and kicks. The ones that make contact really suck, but our fire is scalding his bare skin when it comes into contact with our fur. So, now we are working on shredding his clothes to gain as much skin contact as possible.

***"You are dooming all of your loved ones, just to stay alive. How can you live with yourself being so selfish? Give me what I want and I will set them free."*** His silky metallic voice coats my thoughts.

***"I don't think any of the wolves fighting for you right now would consider themselves free."*** Don't let him bait me. Don't let him bait me. Don't let him bait me.

***"You are the host of powers you are not worthy to wield and don't even understand. You don't deserve to have them. Hand them to me, willingly and your pain will be minimized."***

Did he just tell me he would kill me nicely? How is he so calm and collected when he's talking about killing me while fighting me at the same time? Another backhand to our face tells me this is a trademark move and to be aware of it so it can't happen again.

He is clearly trying not to harm me so badly that he can't use me, but he is a masochist. He has a gleam in his eye every time he strikes me and draws blood. My wolf and I are holding on, but it's just us again, while the rest of our warriors are dealing with the rogues.

"Where's your witch, Rogue King?

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I think you might be getting slower and need a magic reboost."*** I have to find a tell and weakness. He won't go down any other way. He hates the title. Let's see how much. He charges at me as fast as his bulk will allow and we jump, extending ourExclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

claws to their fullest lengths. The slash we rip down his side sends him into a screaming fit. Landing behind him we turn so he is never out of our sight.

He reaches back attempting another backhand, but we see it and dodge only to be hit with the other hand following through this time. He's learning as fast as we are. My wolf hits the ground and he jumps, using the momentum to pin us down. His hand on our throat sends me into a panic. My wolf tries to calm me down, but I just can't think, can't breathe, can't move.

We are too weak, he keeps beating us at every turn. It's like Kaley and her meathead minions all over again. I was never strong enough to stop them either. No matter how hard we train or study or work, it's never enough. I am struggling as hard as I can. My legs flail, arms pulling against the hold his legs have on me.

Wait! What? When did we shift back? I can't be in human form, he'll kill me for sure. Our human form can't handle the amount of torture he's been giving us.

"You will give your powers to me. You should never have been given the gift in the first place, None of you have been worthy to hold and wield the gifts of the Goddess."

I can't respond or even think. My

body is growing weaker and weaker, He's going to take my powers and take me from my mates. I just got I them and haven't even had the- opportunity to appreciate what have with each of them. I think that is what is holding my hostage, the pain they will feel when he finally takes my last breath.