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suppress a shudder of disgust. He remembered Ross’s reluctance to be intimate with him, and understanding dawned. Even if Ross never explained what abuse he’d suffered at Joseph’s hands, some of it must have been sexual as well.
The anger fueled his waning strength, and he pulled against his silver chains wildly. He thought he heard the wall crack a bit, and the sound renewed his determination. “You fucking bastard. I’ll kill you.”
Before he could free himself, a harsh blow violently cast aside his zeal. “Settle down. We have enough wild animals around here. Of course, if you’d like to join our ranks, I won’t refuse you.”
“Never,” Clay snarled.
“You might change your mind soon enough.”
Clay sensed his mate’s presence approach, and a feral entered the room, dragging Ross after him. The new arrival pushed Ross on the large, four poster bed in the middle of the chamber. Ross shook his head, as if trying to dispel his own dizziness. “C–Clay?”
His voice slurred slightly, and Clay recognized the incoming sign of a feral seizure. Usually, the serum held back the virus, and it didn’t need to be administered more than once a day. What had Joseph done to Ross?
“You may be wondering what’s wrong with your little mate.”
Joseph grinned. “Let’s just say I have an incipient product, just dying to be tested.”
Clay recalled the destruction of the lab and wondered what Joseph planned. Whatever it was, it couldn’t be good for them. “So test it on yourself and leave us alone.”
It was a futile reply, and he knew it. Predictably, Joseph ignored him. He waved his soldier off and joined Ross on the bed. Ross tried to crawl away, but his motions were sluggish. Clay himself could sense the slight mental apathy, most likely Joseph’s handiwork.
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Joseph moved so fast Clay almost didn’t see him. In one single instant, he climbed on top of Ross and began to divest Clay’s mate of his clothes. He took his time, apparently enjoying each wince and cry, drawing out the experience for a maximum amount of pain.
Clay howled, desperately trying to reach them. One gaze from Joseph made his mind feel numb and heavy. Clay fought the powerful spiritual hold, but his efforts did nothing to stop the feral. It seemed Joseph somehow managed to enter Ross’s mind, and through Ross, his power trickled into Clay as well.
Anger and horror shot through Clay at the realization that he could truly do nothing to save his mate. He’d just sit there and watch Ross be raped, helpless, tied down in the hold of someone so much more powerful than him.
This was all his fault. If he hadn’t refused Klaus’s help, because of his own jealousy, they might have been safe now. At least the Magistrate wouldn’t hurt them, not really. But with Joseph… Ross would be sexually assaulted, maybe killed. Spirit Mother, please, help us!
Against all odds, Clay’s prayers seemed to be heard. All of a sudden, a shout sounded outside, followed by another and another.
The echo of an alarm reached his ears, quickly followed by gunshots and making hope fill him. He already knew who it was. Klaus.
“It would seem we have intruders.” Joseph growled lowly and focused his gaze on Ross. This time, Ross fought him. He must’ve sensed their mate, as well. “Get off me,” Ross said. “Get the fuck off me.”
Looking even angrier, Joseph punched Ross. The young man fell against the pillows, panting hard. For the first time, Clay noticed heavy cuffs tied to the headboard as well.
Joseph chained Ross down then got off the bed. “Don’t go anywhere,” he said in a faux sweet tone. He made his way to Clay. In brisk, efficient motions, he punched and kicked Clay, driving all Star-Crossed Mates
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strength out of him. Clay heard his ribs crack at one point, but he refused to cry out.
Joseph didn’t look like he cared. He left the room without giving him another glance. Distantly, Clay heard him bark
The anger fueled his waning strength, and he pulled against his silver chains wildly. He thought he heard the wall crack a bit, and the sound renewed his determination. “You fucking bastard. I’ll kill you.”
Before he could free himself, a harsh blow violently cast aside his zeal. “Settle down. We have enough wild animals around here. Of course, if you’d like to join our ranks, I won’t refuse you.”
“Never,” Clay snarled.
“You might change your mind soon enough.”
Clay sensed his mate’s presence approach, and a feral entered the room, dragging Ross after him. The new arrival pushed Ross on the large, four poster bed in the middle of the chamber. Ross shook his head, as if trying to dispel his own dizziness. “C–Clay?”
His voice slurred slightly, and Clay recognized the incoming sign of a feral seizure. Usually, the serum held back the virus, and it didn’t need to be administered more than once a day. What had Joseph done to Ross?
“You may be wondering what’s wrong with your little mate.”
Joseph grinned. “Let’s just say I have an incipient product, just dying to be tested.”
Clay recalled the destruction of the lab and wondered what Joseph planned. Whatever it was, it couldn’t be good for them. “So test it on yourself and leave us alone.”
It was a futile reply, and he knew it. Predictably, Joseph ignored him. He waved his soldier off and joined Ross on the bed. Ross tried to crawl away, but his motions were sluggish. Clay himself could sense the slight mental apathy, most likely Joseph’s handiwork.
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Joseph moved so fast Clay almost didn’t see him. In one single instant, he climbed on top of Ross and began to divest Clay’s mate of his clothes. He took his time, apparently enjoying each wince and cry, drawing out the experience for a maximum amount of pain.
Clay howled, desperately trying to reach them. One gaze from Joseph made his mind feel numb and heavy. Clay fought the powerful spiritual hold, but his efforts did nothing to stop the feral. It seemed Joseph somehow managed to enter Ross’s mind, and through Ross, his power trickled into Clay as well.
Anger and horror shot through Clay at the realization that he could truly do nothing to save his mate. He’d just sit there and watch Ross be raped, helpless, tied down in the hold of someone so much more powerful than him.
This was all his fault. If he hadn’t refused Klaus’s help, because of his own jealousy, they might have been safe now. At least the Magistrate wouldn’t hurt them, not really. But with Joseph… Ross would be sexually assaulted, maybe killed. Spirit Mother, please, help us!
Against all odds, Clay’s prayers seemed to be heard. All of a sudden, a shout sounded outside, followed by another and another.
The echo of an alarm reached his ears, quickly followed by gunshots and making hope fill him. He already knew who it was. Klaus.
“It would seem we have intruders.” Joseph growled lowly and focused his gaze on Ross. This time, Ross fought him. He must’ve sensed their mate, as well. “Get off me,” Ross said. “Get the fuck off me.”
Looking even angrier, Joseph punched Ross. The young man fell against the pillows, panting hard. For the first time, Clay noticed heavy cuffs tied to the headboard as well.
Joseph chained Ross down then got off the bed. “Don’t go anywhere,” he said in a faux sweet tone. He made his way to Clay. In brisk, efficient motions, he punched and kicked Clay, driving all Star-Crossed Mates
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strength out of him. Clay heard his ribs crack at one point, but he refused to cry out.
Joseph didn’t look like he cared. He left the room without giving him another glance. Distantly, Clay heard him bark
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