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MaddoxEzra never gives me control when it comes to Kat.
But he is struggling with his temper, which I know is coming directly from Kat,
her anger is fueling him, and he has never felt so out of control before.
Usually, my temper scares him, but this time he is scared of himself. Either
way, I am more than comfortable in both forms.Even Mateo is
becoming annoyed, making me wonder if this is all coming from Kat. Her rage is
like a ticking time bomb filtering through the bond, igniting their fury. Her
usually shy and placid mindset has gradually faded over the last few days.
Mateo and I assumed she was about to go into heat again because Mateo marked
her. But instead, we are left with this demon version of my Kitty.Mateo mindlinks Ezra
as we walk toward the car, but Ezra is ashamed of his behaviour. He never
intended to lose his cool with her, never intended to grab her, but she has
constantly been screaming at us for the last three days. So Ezra ignores him,
pushing back further where Mateo can’t reach him.“You drive, I will
deal with her,” I order, opening the car door. He looks at me worried as he
climbs out.“He
has given me control, Mateo,” I mindlink to him,
sliding across the back seat as Mateo climbs into the driver’s seat.“You
seem calm,” Mateo notes, and I find it is rather
calming talking to Mateo. We don’t talk much. I mainly speak to Ares. When I
talk to Mateo, it usually involves me yelling at him or shouldering my anger,
but since we marked him, I actually find him and Kat make me rather centered
now.“I
am. Ezra is having trouble controlling himself,” I
chuckle at him before turning to look at Kat as he starts the car. She shuffles
away, realizing Ezra doesn’t have control, and I unclip her seatbelt before
yanking her onto my lap. Her scent makes me purr softly as I press my face into
the crook of her neck.“You aren’t going to
hurt her, are you?” Mateo mindlinks me.I stay silent. I
don’t want to hurt her, not intentionally, anyway.“Do
I need to pull over, Maddox?” Mateo threatens when
I say nothing, and he glances at me in the mirror before I realize Kat has
goosebumps rushing over her skin.“No,
I am fine,” I defend when Kat turns and bites me,
trying to get my arm off her chest. I growl at her.“Let me go, you big
furry brute,” she snarls.I pull my arm away,
looking at it, her blunt teeth which barely break the skin. Growling at her, I
enjoy the way she cringes when I press my canines against her throat. I’ve
always found it amusing that she isn’t scared of me until my teeth come out.She freezes, and
Mateo’s eyes dart to me nervously, I can feel him debating with himself whether
to pull over and get me away from her.I run my canines
over her shoulder, and her breathing hitches, her heart rate increasing,
thumping loudly against my hand holding her against me.“Maddox?” Mateo questions, slowing the car down. He is about to pull over.
Probably the main thing I liked about Mateo before I marked him is as much as
he feared me, he is always the first to react and jump in against me to protect
Ezra from the damage I sometimes caused.No matter how many
times I have injured him, he always stays, even when Ezra told him to leave us.
I know he would give his life for our mate, even if it means me killing him,
though now just the thought of hurting him makes me queasy.“I’m fine, keep
driving. I find her temper more amusing than annoying,” I reassure him, as the car
increases in speed.“Not so
smart-mouthed now, Kitty?” I ask her, and I feel her temper rise, her anger
bubbles at my words. Mateo pulls into the driveway, and Kat tries to scramble
off me. “Stop,” I warn her when I feel her elbow in my ribs. Yet she still
struggles, making me wonder how much worse her attitude will get. Andrei said
it is from her needing to shift. I find it amusing for now, but I want my good
Kitty back. This side of her makes Ezra uncomfortable with himself. Ezra is
calm while I am the storm, and yet he gave me control this time, which scares
me. Fear isn’t something I often have to handle, but every time I have it has
had something to do with Kat.Mateo opens the
door, and I climb out of the car, dragging a struggling Kat with me. She goes
dead-weight, and I only just manage to grip her arms before she slides onto her
butt and escapes. I pick her up, her entire body thrashing as she tries to
escape my grip when I throw her over my shoulder. I grip the back of her thighs
to stop her from kicking me. Mateo is watching her, and I can feel his concern,
but even he is becoming annoyed with her erratic behavior. At least now we know
it isn't her fault and she isn't being a brat for no reason.“Put me down!” She
screeches, I have never seen her so out of control before. She is almost manic
as she tries to escape, hitting and scratching at my back.“Don’t
hurt her,” Ezra warns me, coming forward at the
sound of her stressed voice.“I’m trying not to, but
she is fucking hurting me with her nails tearing apart your back,” I argue.“What’s wrong with
her?” Mateo asks, opening the door to the house, her breathing is increasing,
and I am struggling to hold onto her as she continues to thrash wildly. I have
no idea what is wrong with her, but the feeling oozing off her is out of control,
as if she is losing her mind with the rage.“I don’t know,” I
answer, climbing the stairs. Kat thrashes again, nearly tumbling off my
shoulder, and I barely catch her before she falls to the stairs. Ezra watches
worriedly when she claws at her face and rips out her hair.Mateo quickly grips
her wrists and pulls them away from her face and hair. I suck in a breath
seeing her eyes turn pitch black, even the whites, before they flicker between
gold and black.“We need to get her
upstairs,” I order, becoming increasingly worried. This isn’t Kat. She is
acting insane. Just as we reach the second level, she turns in my arms,
managing to force Mateo to let her go, her nails scrape down my face before she
knees me in the side of the head, making me drop her.Mateo grabs her
around the waist as she jumps up. Kat throws her head back, head-butting him,
when I notice her golden eyes have turned completely black, no more flickering.
She looks demonic and possessed. Her strength is astonishing as she tosses him
off like he weighs nothing.“Maddox,
do something. Something is wrong with her!” Ezra
yells at me, trying to wrest control back. Her breathing is so heavy she is
almost panting when I spot her eyes dart to the door on the floor below. She
takes off, and I realize she is going to jump off the balcony. Ezra shoves
forward because I am too shocked at her behavior to react. Mateo screams for
her, trying to get to his feet, Ezra forces control, shoving me back with
blinding speed.