Fated To The Lycan Brothers
Chapter 108

Atlas Wolfe

Everything is fucked up.

I thought my whole life ever since we lost our mother that that was the case, but I had no idea that was only the beginning. I had no idea something else, much, much worse, was just about to happen in our lives. And all because of the girl that stepped into our house and eventually our hearts, too.

But she's not just any girl. She is our girl, the one made for us, born to be our mate, to be deeply loved by us forever, and we would die protecting her.

She didn't just walk in, she came in blazing and demanded to be seen and respected. That's why we love her.

That's why we would die for her.

And that's exactly what this is.

We sold our souls to the devil to make sure our angel would be set free.

Wesley Wolfe

One minute we were fighting, blood everywhere, screams left and right, and then the next, we were hovering over men that looked exactly like us, it was fucked up.

It wasn't just a nightmare. It was a reality that there were monsters that looked a lot like us roaming this place, and they've taken the person that mattered the most to us. We were going to do everything to get her back.

But we made a mistake. A deadly one, when we let our emotions momentarily get the best of us.

Had we not hesitated for even just a split second we could have lunged towards them, tore them into half, and left.

Then none of this would be happening now.

But then again... we still wouldn't be able to save Suri.

Because the thing we weren't able to predict, was exactly just how fucked up our own 'fathers' were.

"If you kill us, the second you step out of our territory, your little Lycan mate will explode into pieces." The monster who looked like me stated, and my brothers and I looked at each other in horror. "Oh and just so you know, we're not just saying this as a bluff. You think we're not serious? You can go ahead and replace out for yourselves. The door is wide open to her room, boys. Be our guests." Dev tensed up, and I can feel his wolf trying his goddamn best not to lunge at the man that looked like him and cut him into half with his claws.

This was so fucked up.

"What do we do?" I asked in our mindlink.

"They're not bluffing. We do what they ask of us." Atlas answered and I snapped my head towards him.

He can't be serious? We can't just fucking give up now? After everything?

"Atlas is right. I am not letting Suri die because of us." Dev stated and the two are shifting back into human form.

Faced without other choices, I did the same.

The assholes were grinning from ear to ear as they passed us clothes. I didn't want to wear anything owned by them or their 'Pack', but we hadn't thought of bringing a change of clothes.

Our only plan was to come here, let the explosions go off to distract them, ambush everyone, get Suri, and go home. We were doing great. We could have ended every last one of them until these fuckers showed up. "You all made the right choice. Now, shall we go inside? We have a lot to talk about, don't we? A lot of years we missed out on. I guess it's about time we 'make up' for it."

The man with black hair gestured for us to follow him into their place, and whatever he meant by his statement, I knew it wasn't going to be good.

I pray to the gods and goddesses that all four of us can get out of this alive.

Devon Wolfe

This whole thing is starting to become a complete clusterf u c k of a time. I mean, it already was in the beginning, but somehow it just keeps getting worse, turning into more of a shit fest the more time passes. Seeing Suri was hard to describe. The feelings that rose in us the moment the door opened and our eyes landed on her was unexplainable.

I almost cried at the sight of her.

Though there's nothing but rage left in me.

Rage at the assholes who took her, rage at my own blood being that one, rage that we can't just grab her and get out of here like we had intended to in our original plan. Rage that we can't just live a normal fucking life together because god fucking damn it, I need her. We need her.

But if it means letting her go to save her... then we already knew our answer even before we stepped into this hellhole.

Suri, on the other hand, isn't letting us go that easy.

And there is no doubt about how fucking hot she is with all that fight in her, but god damn it, for once we need her not to be hard headed about this!

"There's a chip at the back of her neck directly connected to her brain nerves and receptors. It's a little trick we managed to uncover with experiments for years, but don't worry, we've perfected it. At least for the most part. That chip is designed to alter her internal connection with her wolf, thus making her think she is wolf-less. And the best part? It doubles as an exploding chip. One tap of the bracelet that hangs on our wrists and it's boom, or if she walks out of our territory area, this will send a signal and trigger it, too." We can't risk that. Fuck. We can't.

The second Suri told us she hadn't felt her wolf, it was clear that they really weren't lying. There was a chip in her that could destroy her before we can even process what was going on.

But Atlas has a plan. It's a life or fucking death plan, and we can't tell her until the last second. We just need her to trust us.

Suri Nightingale

Sitting at a dining table across from the men I wanted to kill with my own hands was a whole different kind of patience and self control.

I don't eat. I can't eat. How the fuck can I in this fucked up situation?

The boys are the same, too. They're cautious and wary at the same time, glancing at each other from time to time while their psychotic s***m donors were laughing haughtily. It was absolutely sickening, to be honest.

I want to murder them so fucking bad, and the knife I've been holding onto is close to cutting into my skin by how tight I'm gripping on to it.

I felt a warm hand engulf mine, squeezing and unsqueezing it, as if telling me to relax. They have everything under control.

But I don't know if they do. I want to believe that they do, but I know for a fucking fact these boys will sacrifice themselves in a heartbeat for me, and I know I should be flattered by it, but I am mostly very fucking terrified because there is no fucking way that I am letting them stay here with these monsters.

No. Fucking. Way.

"Are you guys really not going to touch your food? We're rather offended." Carlisle stated, his eyes looking at Wes up and down like he is sizing him up, seeing if he is worth it.

Wes is much better than he is in all aspects, but I will not let him have my Wes!

"Seriously, our Pack chef is one of the best. It's fortunate you didn't kill him in your uncalled for killing spree, boys." Oskar taunted, his eyes glancing towards Dev before they landed on the dead and bloodied bodies around us.

Yes, there were bodies around us. It just adds to the reasons why we're not fucking eating, or why we can't.

I could tell which ones had been in wolf form when they died because they were completely naked while the others were still fully clothed. These are obviously the ones the boys were able to subdue, and it's clear it didn't take them much effort to do so.

If they were able to easily bring more than half of the men down, then what the fuck are they doing just sitting around here forcing themselves to eat dinner with these maniacs?

"Are you done playing around? Just take it off of her so we can get this bullshit over with." Atlas said with a spiteful tone and damn that was hot, but why the hell does he keep saying that?

I started to wonder if something had been put on me while I was unconscious. Wouldn't I realize if there was something unusual stuck to me? I don't freaking understand.

"Christ almighty, none of you have patience, but fine, fine. Let's go out to the border where your little Lycan can step out as soon as she is rid of it." Bastian says before he arises from his seat, looking over to the others before they stand up and do the same.

I nervously stand up, too, Atlas is ahead of us, while Wes and Dev place their hands on my back and shoulder in a clear message to protect, but at the same time, somehow keep me calm.

It works. Somehow.

My blood is still boiling and I'm ready to gut anyone who tries anything.

We're walking outside, passing by more dead bodies scattered all over the area, and even rubble and debris that must have been caused by the explosions earlier.

The three boys stay close to me, circling around me like my own pack of wild wolves (which they are) and are ready for whatever happens.

I don't have a single clue as to why we're headed out here, and I only realized what was going on until we were further into the woods, dark as fuck, the only light on us is from the moon, and the place is eerie and daunting.

The boys hesitate to let me go, but Bastian gives them a look before stating, "How the fuck do you expect us to get it out of her if you won't let me near?"

There was something inside me.

There was something inside me.

What the fuck?!

I start to panic, touching my body all over, my arms, chest, legs, everything, until I get to my head and down to my neck and oh my god, there's a lump. It's not big, but it's noticeable when I press onto my skin because there is still a sore spot. "I wouldn't pull it out like that if I were you. It will trigger it," Carlisle commented.

Wes and Dev hurriedly turn to me, grabbing my arm and staring me down.

"Please just listen," they begged.

Now it all makes sense.

They weren't able to fight back because if they did, whatever this thing inside of me will get activated and likely kill me.

They really were trying to save me.

But... What happens once it's out? What was their deal?

"I want to stay here," I told Bastian and all three brothers roared in disagreement.

"What the fuck?! Suri, what the hell are you saying?!"

I snapped my head towards them, fury in my eyes. "I'm not letting you idiots stay here by yourselves! You either leave with me or I'm not leaving at all!"

"Fuck, Suri, we're not letting you do that! We're not!" Atlas said, raising his voice at me for the first time, but with good reason, but I don't care. He can scream at me all he wants, I'm not leaving.

"Knock it off, kids. I'm going to get a migraine hearing you all bicker at each other." Bastian stepped in between while Carlisle walked in the middle and Oskar stood at the side, amusement in his eyes.

Assholes.

"Sorry, little Lycan, but your mates have spoken for you and they have the upperhand in this situation. Frankly, you're one ungrateful little bitch. Just thank them for setting you free from all the sexual t*****e we could have forced you into. With our sons here, there is more chance for us conceiving a female Lycan with other she-wolves than with just one of you, plus we can build a bigger and stronger family empire together, so unfortunately or fortunately for you, I don't fucking know or care, we're letting you go and keeping your precious mates. Now either fuck off or stay and die. Either way, we'll have fun."

Oh, god. They were sick. They were fucking sick!

"Go, Suri." The brothers said, giving me a hard look and no, I can't.

1- I can't let them do this! Isn't there any other way?!

Carlisle and Oskar move to the back of the brothers, placing what looked like a metal gun at the back of their necks while I felt Bastian place something cold and metal on my back, too.

"This will only hurt a little, like an ant bite. It will deactivate your chip and you'll be free to go," he explained.

He was deactivating mine, and at the same time, they were giving the brothers their own? They were setting me free in exchange for the brothers' freedom?

Fuck. I can't accept this!

"Stop! I don't-"

But before I could finish what I was saying, Bastian had pricked something into my skin, a slight electrical current traveling all throughout my veins, and while my body was slightly shaking, I heard loud growls and when I blinked my eyes, I saw the brothers have shifted just as the psychopaths did, too.

Six gigantic Lycans had suddenly appeared into thin fucking air in front of me, and holy fucking shit, it's a goddamn war.

Each one is as merciless as the last.

Slamming and throwing one body to the ground, to the trees, to any fucking thing in their sight. Growls erupted into the woods, scaring off every other animal above and below this whole place, and it's chaos.

When I finally got some of my senses back, that's when she popped up again.

"Aurora! Oh my god, are you really here?!"

"I am. I don't know what happened, but I couldn't reach you. It was like I was floating in the abyss and I couldn't help you. I'm so sorry." She apologized but I didn't care about that anymore.

I only cared about shedding the blood of those that deserve it.

"It doesn't matter. I need to shift. We need to help the brothers."

Not a second later, just like how the brothers taught me during the weeks of training, I'm cracking my bones, reforming my body and everything until I'm up on my legs and I feel fucking amazing, the power coursing through my veins. Once I'm nothing but a cold void, I lunge towards the first Lycan a*****e in sight.

Let's fucking end this.