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Silver blooded werewolf (BL)

LGBT book Mature content for violence, language, blood, torture, Gore, and more Blood pooled at his knees as he sank into the mud, the rain hiding his tears as he weeped slowly standing up. He gripped the hilts of his saber claws. Ripping out the curved blades. The blade protected his entire arm as he took his stance growling like an animal. Pulling down the wolf skull attached to his head. He ripped out a powerful howl. Causing everyone in the vicinity to stop and watch. His howl in rage, his pain seeping into his voice. He who showed them mercy. He who showed them kindness. But this is not the beginning of our tale.

WillRC · LGBT+
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Chapter 7

Tyler and Trist had been following the trail of several large vehicles that fled when they were attacked. It had taken some time but the pair was able to catch up. The cars were driving fast but carefully as they left the wooded area of the local forest. We can't lose them, If we do it'll be bad. Tyler spoke through the mind link to Trist who nodded as they ran faster. With one huge paw in front of the next they raced after the vehicles.

They ran for almost 35 hour's. Having been tracking the trucks down the interstate which was hard but thankfully the cars all remained together. Meaning they weren't going as fast as they could have been. The two kept pace, their limbs shaking and threatening to collapse when finally they were able to stop. They had infrequent stops along the way but it didn't last more than a gas up. Now that they had reached their destination the pair collapsed in the woods as they looked at a large round structure.

It had dark brown walls and a fence right outside the building that looked like it was new and still being built. They had taken a place outside and watched for a bit. Sniffing the air. Once tomorrow comes we have to go back to the pack and inform them of this location. We need to find out where we are so we have to make sure to mark the way back. Trist sighed softly as they mind linked each other,

They sighed and settled in exhaustion, finally hitting the pair hard. They slept in their wolf form sleeping heavily. While they rested the humans seemed to be frantic. By the time the rest of the team arrived 4 days had passed.

Tears rolled down Lyle's face. He bit his bottom lip as the pain he had been made to endure. He slumped in the backless chair getting what little sleep they permitted. Everyday since he'd been brought here they ripped off each of his nails whipping his back whenever he made a noise. Once all his nails were gone they started breaking each finger. He was so broken as he shook violently at the slightest noise in and outside his current cell.

Day 5 rolled around with Lyle being moved to a small cell. It wasn't even big enough to sit up in. He was locked in the darkness of the cell. He had been told he wasn't allowed to talk. He was punished every time he did.

While Lyle was undergoing training. 136897 was being beaten and bloodied up. He has been whipped daily since he escaped. They wanted him to not do it again. But all He was thinking about was the wolf who gave off a wonderful scent.

When the sun broke the horizon Trist and Tyler woke up and started the 3 day run back. They have to hurry and inform the alpha what they found. This information is imperative to have so they can save their future Alpha. The pair booked it as hard and fast as they could, leaving scent trails behind.

They knew it would be important to find their way straight there. Saving their future Alpha was now of the utmost importance. Tyler and Trist knew this. They also know that it was imperative to get him back for the future of the pack as well. There wolves raced back urgency in each step.

While the pack readied for a stealth mission to get their future Alpha back. Lyle now quivered heavily. He felt like he was facing death every time the humans came. Today was different though. Last night they had stuck him in a cell that was way too small and dark. Reminded him of a cupboard that locked from the outside. He felt a bit safer in this small space. There were no whips tipped with silver, no pliers, no humans, and no pain. He whimpered softly. Why am I here? I don't understand Clyde. Where is our mate? Where are we? Why do I feel hazy.

Clyde stirred slightly, We haven't had a moment of peace for five days. Now we do, But we can't see anything else. So I don't know where we are. Nor do I know how long we were out. I have no idea where our mate is, but that cell we woke up in smelled of him. So he's here too. Clyde's astral ear flicked as he thought. I can only heal so much… and what's this about not speaking?

Lyle whimpered softly, his voice echoing off the walls loudly. He shivered as his voice grated his own ears. He jolted as his ears rang. He cried out in pain only making it worse. His voice was bouncing against the walls keeping it going instead of dying out. Lyles' head screamed with pain as tears rolled after about ten minutes passed. Lyle quivered heavily but he remained as quiet as he possibly could.

He didn't realize it at the time, but the room at the time he thought was square was actually concave. Each wall had been meticulously carved out and placed together to create a painfully loud echo. I-I can't make any noise here. Never again Clyde…

I'll say, that noise actually hurt my ears. I don't know why they don't want us talking, but I think it has something to do with our mate. He is strong, they must want to keep him docile. Clyde growled but it was only in his head. Lyle knew full well that if he wanted to survive he had to listen and obey. If they want silence that's what I'll give them. Until I can escape.

Rydian paced his office. After hearing Poppy out. He opted for a stealth mission. He was gonna have to bring in the pack enforcers. The werewolves communities task force. They work under the council. While the council controls werewolf society they are ruled over by the Lycan community.

Rydian sighed as he walked over to his cell phone that he left on his desk. He needed to get this done A.S.A.P. He knew that, but all he could do was stare at his phone. "They are the ones who deal with humans who know too much… Especially about our society."

Sucking up his pride he made the call. "Ecostar financial, This is Katelyn speaking how can I help you?" A small voice came on the other end sounding as friendly as ever. "Hi Katie, Can you patch me through to the security department. It's Rydian." Katelyn was the human who ran the front of the shop. She knew nothing about wolven society but she was hard working and kept the council's bank books in order. Lovely women though she doesn't know the dangers of the job she took.

"Ah yes Rydian from the red river region, correct?" She asked casually. "Yes," said Rydian calmly. "Right away I'll patch you through to security detail." Stated Kate from the other end. After a brief hold then a few rings a huskier male voice answered. "Hello Silver one security speaking."

"Hello One, I'm calling to request a stealthy rescue mission. My son was taken by hunters." Rydian spoke as calmly as he could. His body trembled with rage as he hated asking for help. "I see, is this Rydian from the Red river pack. Yea, we can be there in a day and a half if we leave right away. Do you know who took him?"

"Hunters, most got away but we have 2 in custody." Spoke Rydian knowing he hadn't questioned them yet. "I Haven't spoken to them, If I do I'll kill them so I have to leave this to your security team. I will pay the usual rate x2 if you get him back unharmed."

"Okay, We will leave now then, Make sure your warriors know we are coming." Stated the elite pack officer. "Leave the hunters in the dark for now, They need only fear what's to come." Stated One before hanging up the phone.

Rydian heard the line go dead and sighed, hanging up himself. "As pleasant as ever." He sighed before mind-linking his whole pack. We will have the Silver Security Pack here in a day or so. Be prepared to welcome them, Remember they are apart of Lycan community so no fighting. He spat out knowing that he, along with most of the pack despised the Lycan community for treating them inferior.