about the injection
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Martin had given Sylvester, Jeremiah’s mate. It had turned Sylvester
into a werewolf that same night.
Everyone in the house was a werewolf. He wasn’t sure what the
serum would do to a vârcolac or any of the converted mates. His grip
on the rifle tightened, thinking of Devin being injected with one of
these darts.
Mercy turned back toward the house, unsure now if he could stop
himself from killing the bastard.
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Devin stared at the clothes Mercy had given him to wear. How in
the hell was he supposed to fit those? Mercy wasn’t a small man.
While Devin wasn’t either, he wasn’t super huge. Okay, he was only
five foot three, but he couldn’t help it if his parents were shrimps. He
didn’t like his smaller size, but there wasn’t a damn thing he could do
about it.
It had made him a tougher man, though. Growing up, he had
always been picked on for his shorter stature, and that only made him
fight harder to defend himself. Soon, the other kids realized that
Devin wasn’t somebody they could just push around and left him
alone. He wasn’t a fighter, but he knew how to defend himself.
But he hadn’t wanted to be left alone. He had wanted friends. That
was when Pat befriended him, and then soon after, Monterey, York,
and then Isaac. A year or two after that, Jeremiah and Sage began to
let him tag along.
But it was Mercy who had made Devin’s heart speed up every
time he laid eyes on the guy. Mercy was so fierce, so quiet that Devin
was drawn to him. It may have started out as wanting the man with
the most muscles because Devin was always picked on, but it soon
turned into something more.
Much more.
But Mercy had never given Devin the time of day when it came to
letting the guy know how interested he was in the man. He knew he
was too young at the time, and Mercy knew this as well. But now
Devin was a fully grown man.
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And…he wasn’t sure what he wanted. Devin was still having
nightmares about what had happened to him in that isolated cabin. He
still feared the woods, and that just pissed him off considering he had
loved the forest ever since he was a small child. Now, it was a sinister
place that made him cramp up with nightmares every time he looked
out of the window.
And Mercy, well, Devin began to shake with nerves anytime the
man was around. He was still attracted to the warrior, but he was also
terrified of him. Devin had seen too much violence and had been
victim to too much abuse to trust anyone. If he couldn’t trust his
alpha, then who could he trust? An alpha was supposed to be the
cornerstone of protection and security in a pack. Martin had been
anything but.
Now Devin was so damn confused and filled with so much anger
that he was lost, feeling as if he had no one.
Pushing those morose thoughts aside, Devin eyed the pants and
then decided to try them on. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Sweatpants
he could work with, tying the string tight to fit around his waist, but
jeans…
Devin pulled them on and then rolled his eyes when they
immediately fell back down. What was Mercy thinking? Not only was
Mercy’s waist three times the size of Devin’s, but the pants were a
mile long on him. He would have to roll the bottoms a hundred times
in order not to trip over them.
This wasn’t going to work.
Kicking them aside, Devin walked over to the dresser to find a
pair of either jogging pants or leisure pants. Devin spun around when
the bedroom door opened and Mercy walked in.
They both stood there frozen, Devin having nothing on from his
waist down. His heart was beating so hard that it felt as if it were
trying to escape his chest. Mercy’s eyes slid down, staring at Devin’s
exposed cock.
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“Sorry.” Mercy spun around, giving Devin his back, but not
before Devin had seen the lust in Mercy’s dark-grey eyes. “Go ahead
and get
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