Double Or Nothing: A Novella in the Chosen One Universe by Macy Blake

Author:Macy Blake [Blake, Macy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Mikey

Mikey was startled when both Asher and Quillon erupted in laughter.

“You are truly exceptional,” Asher said after he pulled back from the hug.

“I didn’t tell you my story to make you feel sorry for me, or to play who had it worse,’’ Quillon said. “I just wanted you to know that I get it. I know what it’s like to be different. To have others judge you for something outside your control. To be surrounded by people who do not understand, who cannot comprehend what you deal with on a daily basis. My family, they…” Quillon began, then stopped and shook his head sadly. His family hadn’t known what to do with him at all afterward.

“Okay, now I want to have some words with those assholes.”

“No, that’s not necessary. They didn’t treat me badly. They just didn’t really know how to react. And the fact that my tail had been cut—”

“Wait. Cut? That fucker cut your tail?”

“He didn’t want to wait to find out if the legend was true, so he clipped the end off.” Quillon shrugged like it was no big deal. “He knew I would use it against him if I could.”

Rage washed over Mikey that was so intense he would not be surprised if his eyes glowed red. He really wanted to fucking hurt someone. No, screw that. He wanted to kill someone. The vehemence of it shocked him. He’d never felt like this before. Usually he kept an even keel. Sure, he’d get upset when asshole customers harassed his baristas, or when the payroll company screwed up and shorted his employees. But this, this was an all-consuming rage he felt tingling in his fingertips. He wanted rip a hole in the very fabric of time to tear the man apart, this sub-human who dared to touch his…his…his something.

“Thank you, but it was a long time ago,” Quillon said.

“That doesn’t matter. Someone hurt you. Deliberately. He should… He has to…” Mikey growled as he got up and paced in front of them. His wrists ached from clenching his fists so tightly.

Asher stood up and pulled him into a hug.

“He has paid. Dearly,” he said quietly. “And no one will ever hurt Quillon again. Or you. I pledge this.”

Something in his touch or his words, or hell, Mikey didn’t know, maybe a combination of the two, calmed him a little. Distantly, he understood why. All the stories he’d read about werewolf mates or dragons hoarding played in his head. Given that context, he understood his protective rage over what had been done to Quillon and to Asher’s touch.

“But mates are just a myth,” he mumbled.

“As are dragons and manticores and every other of our kind you’ve ever seen.” Asher cupped Mikey’s cheek gently. “Is it really so much to accept us as mates?”

Mikey shook his head, as much to agree that mates could exist as to assert there must be some mistake. He couldn’t possibly offer anything to this relationship.

Asher dropped to one knee and closed his fist over his heart.

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