  As soon as everybody left the house I hurried up upstairs.
      The urge of stripping out of my clothes growing. I was burning from the inside, not the pleasurable type of burn, not the type that I'm used to. This felt awful.
      Sweat dripping from my forehead, arms, breasts; I was sweating from everywhere, I looked like I just got out of the shower. A disgusting shower of sweat. Turning on the water and quickly setting it to the coldest temperature possible I started to feel a huge mass of pain hit me in the chest. My muscles were getting tense, it was coming.
      &quot;Why Nero?&quot; I whispered.
      I started to feel dizzy, dark spots blurring my vision, and then I passed out, only one thought swirling around in my mind.
      Why?
      ***
      I woke up to the sound of Maria's soothing voice.
      &quot;Castiel?&quot;
      I slowly opened my eyes, a bright light dispe

  I'm mad, in fact I'm furious. And it all falls down again towards the same, usual person; Aramazd Kamkin. That disgusting blood sucker.
      It's our natural instinct as werewolves to hate vampires but the Silvas and Kamkins are a whole new level, they are the reason why I almost lost my mom and sister, and after seeing him so close to my mate something triggered inside me, a raw and pure anger. I'm also irritated because Castiel got mad at me, what she said wasn't even that hurtful but how she said it hurt my wolf but angered my Alpha pride. From what I got from their 'conversation' something arrived and Castiel had to travel and the thing that supposedly arrived was controlled. Then they started having a parallel dialogue about Aramazd's family, something happened to his father and he is under, what I presume to be a relative of his, guard.
      How Castiel knew it first than him h

  Mate is gorgeous.
      Mate is funny.
      Mate is sweet.
      I completed Basil by saying that our mate is perfect.
      Basil couldn't stop growling and howling ever since we laid our eyes on her form in the dark colored pajamas. Her long toned legs making a contrast with the dark shorts of her night set.
      She tied her hair into a bun, strands of silky brown hair covering her face itching me to put them behind her little ear. God she's so beautiful and all mine, my little mate.
      I smiled when I saw her reenter the dining room but my smile quickly vanished when I noticed her expression. She was smiling a fake smile and her eyes held pain. My blood started boiling, I don't care if who hurt her was her father or not, absolutely no one upsets my mate and gets away with it!
      &quot;Maria, can we go talk in the kitchen?&quot; Maria paled.
      &quot;A-Am I in trouble?&qu

As soon as everybody left the house I hurried up upstairs.
      The urge of stripping out of my clothes growing. I was burning from the inside, not the pleasurable type of burn, not the type that I'm used to. This felt awful.
      Sweat dripping from my forehead, arms, breasts; I was sweating from everywhere, I looked like I just got out of the shower. A disgusting shower of sweat. Turning on the water and quickly setting it to the coldest temperature possible I started to feel a huge mass of pain hit me in the chest. My muscles were getting tense, it was coming.
      &quot;Why Nero?&quot; I whispered.
      I started to feel dizzy, dark spots blurring my vision, and then I passed out, only one thought swirling around in my mind.
      Why?
      ***
      I woke up to the sound of Maria's soothing voice.
      &quot;Castiel?&quot;
      I slowly opened my eyes, a bright light dispersing through the room making me flinch slightly. My vision however, was different. Before I 

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