His Human Mate

A burly man walked into the room where Erick and Bastian were being held, slamming the door open loudly. He scrutinized around the room before his eyes landed on the two shifters who were sitting across each other, their arms being tied behind the back of the chair.

Unbeknownst to him, the two had already loosened the chains and were just pretending to be tied up.

This burly man was unfamiliar to these two shifters but they ȧssumed that he was one of the guards who was ordered to keep an eye on them. And surprisingly, he smells like a human.

Both Erick and Bastian exchanged a confused look. They did not know how they were brought here but they did not expect human beings to have their hands in this.

The two of them hadn't sent any mindlink to their Alphas since the chains were still on them, which prevented them from using any shifter power. They decided to wait until they found out more about the situation here. For now, they knew that they were still safe, seeing how they were only trapped inside the room. So they were still biding their time.

The two shifters continued to watch as the burly man walked towards them. They weren't sure whether the man was too lazy to be concerned about them or he was blind, he just walked over to them, glanced over at their wrists and moved away. He did not even notice that the chains were loosely locked around their wrists.

Both Erick and Bastian exchanged another look and then waited patiently to see what the man was trying to do.

Not long after, there was another man entering the room. Erick and Bastian looked up and were surprised.

Fred!

Bastian shot Erick a questioning glance, as if asking, 'Wasn't he one of your packmates?'

Erick did not notice Bastian's look as he stared intently at the other shifter, who had a smug smile on his face.

Fred walked over to the two shifters. Similarly like the human being, he did not take notice of the loose chains around their wrists, ȧssuming that they were still chained up. He smirked at their 'helplessness' as he provokingly walked around the two shifters.

"Fred, what are you doing?" Erick slowly growled, anger simmering in his eyes.

Fred placed his hand on his ċhėst in mock surprise. "Me?" he repeated. He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Now, that's a good question. What am I doing here?"

"Fecking arse!" Erick cursed out. "Did you lie to me about Amber being kidnapped?"

Fred ċȯċked an eyebrow. "So what if I did?" he retorted back. He walked closer to Erick, pushing his face close to Erick's and continued, "Blame it on your stupidity. How could you easily believe a word I say?"

"We're a pack, Fred!"

Fred shrugged nonchalantly. "So?" he then rudely poked Erick on his forehead. "Who cares whether we're a pack or not? Did you ever think everyone in the pack were equal? It's always been either you, Hamish and even that Dex!"

Erick just frowned, listening to the other man's enraged spittled nonsense. He continued to rage, walking around in a circle, in front of Erick, who started to stare off in the distance, lost in thoughts. The latter felt like de vaju.

He remembered this kind of rage when he was young. But instead of Fred, the protagonist was Dex. yet the two were worlds apart. At least, Dex wasn't despicable enough to betray their pack. And it was a mere immature jealousy between the two young shifters. But this. This was worse than that.

While Fred was still raging in front of him, Erick quietly snorted under his breath in disgust. This was pathetic. Before he nearly lost his temper, there was a sudden loud curse.

Erick looked up and saw Fred with his hand on his cheek, glaring down at Bastian, who returned the glare back. He could see that there was a bit of saliva below the latter's lips. Apparently, Bastian felt sickened towards this wretched shifter that he spit at his face.

"You're fecking disgusting!" Bastian retorted. "Because of that, you resort to betraying your pack? They have nurtured you, trained you, protected you within the pack and this is how you repay them? All because of this pathetic jealousy? If you fecking feel that was unfair, do something about it! Prove to them that you can do it with your own power!"

Bastian spat again, this time, on the floor in front of him. "You're so fecking useless!" he continued to spat. "I really have no words for you!"

Erick felt black lines going down his forehead. Didn't you just spout out a lot of words? How could you be shameless enough to say that you have no words?

With anger filling his whole body and mind, he raised his leg and kicked the chair where Bastian was sitting.

Confident that the other shifter would fell awkwardly, still chained to the armchair, Fred was shocked to see Bastian jumped up before he could fall together with the chair.

The burly human being, who had been standing in the background, was also surprised to see Bastian not chained and was free. He was about to call for backup but before he could do anything, he could feel his neck forcefully turned. And without a word, he silently fell to his death with his neck twisted.

Erick, who had killed the human being, coldly watched the man fall.

Fred, who had been shocked earlier, was even more shocked now. How could this be? How did they get out? He then cursed under his breath. The guards here were useless. They could not even detain two shifters, even with the wolfsbane chains.

Thinking that he might still have the advantage since he knew that the effect of wolfsbane on a shifter might take some time to dissipate, he turned to Bastian, who was the closest to him.

Unfortunately for him, these two were not just any shifters. Hence, before he could land a paw on Bastian, the latter had slammed his face-first to the ground. Poor Fred could feel his nose and front teeth breaking from the impact.

Few minutes later, Bastian was sitting on top of Fred, who had his arms locked behind his back with the wolfsbane chains around his wrist. To prevent him from talking or even trying to commit suicide, Bastian had broken his jaw and stuffed a cloth in his mouth.

Now that they had freed the chains from their wrists, they were able to use their shifter powers. However, they needed to act fast before they were found out.

Feeling that Dane was starting to stir in his mind, Erick called out his name in concern. 'Dane? You alright?' he asked.

Dane was quiet for a while. Then suddenly, his voice came out, sounding very surprised.

'This… this was my room!'