Chapter 65
Ambrose turned orange flickering like a fire. Anger flows from him fueling him. Licking one to that emotion I pull hard sending it through me to Freya who somehow absorbs it and turns it back to me as calming emotion. This is a balancing skill we have had the most success with. I get the extra boost from his anger but the mental calmness to stay present.
The more I pull the angrier this new Ambrose gets. Shoving me off him I got to the ground hard. Jumping up snarling. Hunching down ready to either defend or attack just need to read his movements. Ambrose has grown at least three inches and is a size bigger. Still, red skin with black markings but his horns have grown and curled back changing from a black bone-looking horn to black obsidian. Coming to such a sharp tip it twinkles with the moonlight. His eyes are a living flame as he snarls at me dropping to a crouch. Waiting for me to make a move.
Reaching out I grab his anger again and yank it hard pulling a massive amount causing him to stumble and lose balance. Roaring out in anger he charges. Good, he’s not thinking he’s just reacting. Sending the command to Freya to call fawn close and to have her pull the magic from him. Her quick agreement, let’s me get back to pulling his anger out. Stronger in my wolf I can’t talk to him but I can’t spare with him and wear him down. Unlike me, he does not spend hours training to fight. He’s had his magic all his life making him slow and weak.
His left shoulder lifts slightly so I wait. Raising his arms swinging I drop and dive for his ankle. Grabbing hold I throw myself to the ground rolling and taking him with me. He hits the ground hard. So hard I hear the whoosh of air leaving his lungs. Letting go of his ankle I jump up and back. The goal is to wear him out of his anger not hurt him. Punching the ground he jumps yep running to me. He tries to lake left but his eyes gave him away. Rolling out of the way I smirk at him, okay it was more a sneeze head tilt best I can do in wolf form. Jumping up he charges again getting sloppier in his movements. Slowing I feel his energy draining but this new merged body stays as he slows to a stop. Looking around I drop the power I was pulling from him and Freya. Chirping up at fawn who replies with her claws they take off no longer needed. They are children.
“How did you? What did you? You. Me. Is this my voice? What?” he’s looking around his once very teenage boy voice now a deep husky voice. That smokey silk vibration in it. the sound makes puddles in women's and men’s pants when he talks. His new body and voice drip sex. Shaking my head I feel an overwhelming feeling of want and need. The desire to run to my mate has me whining and whimpering. Gasping Ambrose rushes to me. As he does the feelings start to wash away. “I am so sorry. The emotions are almost visible now but I didn’t know what one I was tugging they are all the same right now. But this one” the feeling spiked again dropping to the ground panting at the flash flats of lust rushed through me. “that’s an orangey peachy pink color now so I’m gonna say lust and sexual matured emotions. I think I am gonna need to be more careful the emotions I feel are stronger and seems my interactions with those emotions are stronger as well.” He aimlessly babbles as I lay here panting he releases the lust but I still feel like he is pushing me to the ground. My visions start to fade in and out. A loud claw and angry roaring growl of what I think the sound of a lion-wolf hybrid would sound. The deep fear-inducing punch of the wolf with the scratchy pitch of the lion's roar mixed. The rush of air I take in knocks what air I did have in my lungs out.
My vision goes black as I listen to my lunges trying to work again. Trying to remember every panic attack relief exercises I’ve learned to help with control over the years. Unable to settle on one. I had not noticed my breathing returning to normal. Opening my eyes I see a worried Ambrose staring down at me. “I do apologize I should have known I needed to send the power through both fawn and Fabel at the same time now not just one or the other. My magical aura like you and your father’s alpha aura is not weak. Also, like you, it seems it now works on everyone, not just magic users. I do not want to alarm you, but when the binding snapped, due to you, I saw a couple of possible out comes the worse is you give up on your control and due to this are taken marked and mated to the master losing not only your life but the lives of every black rose pack member. Every Samuels dropping dead. If we do not gain control of both ourselves the world ends. While we work to not burn the world down I will need your help with the potion to eliminate the master for good.” He rushes out.
Nodding my huge black head baring my teeth and sneezing showing my agreement. With a nod, he stands up and looks around. Rolling his shoulders “ let’s see if I can keep up with you now.” Raising his brow in challenge. Oh, it’s on hell boy. Jumping up I hunch down and wiggle my back end to get the right grip in ready myself. Just as I was thinking how do we start Freya and fawn make loud alarm noises.
And we’re off.
