Fangs and All

by Stormy Glenn

  Instead, his father had seemed totally freaked out.

  Maybe he should have talked back to the man years ago.

  Samuel looked around his old bedroom and wondered why he didn’t feel more heartbroken that he no longer belonged here. There were a few items remaining in his room, but nothing he was attached to. He had taken the important stuff to Camden’s apartment when he left the first time. Everything that remained could rot as far as Samuel was concerned.

  Hell, the whole coven could rot.

  Well, maybe not all of them, but a good portion of them. Samuel could only think of a handful of coven members that he actually liked, Camden being the main one. Camden had been Samuel’s best friend for years, and he was the one regret that Samuel had in leaving.

  They had been forced through fear of Alpha Harden to hide their friendship since they were teenagers. Samuel’s father didn’t want him associating with Camden, who was the stereotypical gay man that close-minded people thought of when they imagined what a gay man looked like.

  Camden was flighty, fidgety, and funnier than hell. His favorite color was pink, and he wore it as often as he possibly could—in his clothing choices, his lipstick, and his fingernail polish. He danced

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  when there was no music, sang show tunes, and lived to pin pictures of hot guys to his bedroom walls.

  The only reason he was allowed to stay in the coven was as an example of what the males should not be like. Camden knew it. He just didn’t care. He was who he was, and he refused to be anything else—not even to save himself.

  Samuel hated to leave Camden here to fend for himself, but he wasn’t even sure Fallon would accept the man into his coven.

  Camden was too abrasive for many people, and too weird for the rest of the population.

  And Samuel adored him.

  If he could figure out a way to take Camden with him when he left, he would. But first, he had to figure out how to escape from the room he was in before his father or brother came back.

  Samuel first tried the windows, but they were nailed shut. He wasn’t surprised there. His father had nailed his windows shut on more than one occasion. Only when he was being good and following orders was he allowed to take the nails out so he could open the windows.

  The closet wouldn’t do him any good because…well, it was a closet. It led nowhere. That left the door leading out of his bedroom and into the hallway. Samuel was positive that it would be guarded.

  His father wouldn’t want him to escape, which was exactly what Samuel was trying to do.

  Samuel leaned back against the window and tried to figure out how else he could get out of his room. If he broke the window, he would have just seconds to get through it before the guard came in.

  Of course, he could buy himself a few more seconds if he scooted the bed in front of the door, but coven soldiers would still follow him when he left. He might not have enough of a lead to get back to Fallon’s territory.

  That didn’t leave him a lot of choices.

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  Samuel walked over to the door and sniffed at the crack between the door and the frame. When he didn’t immediately smell anyone, he sniffed again, deeper this time. Maybe there wasn’t a guard outside his room. He couldn’t smell anyone.

  Samuel grabbed the door handle and slowly turned it. He pulled the door open just enough to see through the crack. The hallway seemed vacant, but Samuel knew appearances could be deceiving.

  Alpha Harden now knew Samuel wasn’t a member of his coven. If Samuel tried to escape and got caught, his father could use that against Fallon.

  Samuel heard someone coming down the hallway. He quickly shut the door and then raced back over to his bed, lying back on the mattress just as the door opened and his father walked in.

  Samuel tried to look casual as he lounged on the bed, arching an eyebrow as he watched his father approach the bottom of the bed.

  “Something you want to say, Alpha Harden?”

  “You will denounce your affiliation with Fallon’s coven,”

  Terrence began. “You will swear fidelity to this coven again, and then you will do your duty as a member of this coven.”

  “No, I won’t.”

  “You will!” Terrence shouted.

  “Nope.” Samuel knew there was something wrong with the enjoyment he derived from watching his father’s face turn red as the man sputtered and growled. He just didn’t care. “And since you’re not my alpha, you can’t make me.”

  “Yes, I can.”

  Samuel sat up when his father walked back to the door and pulled it open. He knew he was in a shitload of trouble when four of his father’s strongest and most loyal soldiers walked in. He had seen these men in action, and nothing they did was good.

  “Take him,” Terrence said simply.

  When the four men approached the bed, Samuel scrambled back against the headboard. He started striking out at the first man that

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  reached for him, but before he knew it, he had been flipped onto his stomach and his hands were tied behind his back.

  When Samuel was jerked to his feet and dragged in front of his father, the smugness on the man’s face pissed him off. He spat at his father. The hand that cracked into the side of his face was no surprise, but it had been worth it just to see the shock on his father’s face.

  That image stayed with Samuel as he was dragged out of his bedroom and down the hallway to another room. A slight movement on the stairs caught his attention, and he turned just as he was pulled by to see Camden crouching next to the wall.

  Camden nodded at him, but there was no time for them to talk, or for Samuel to warn Camden to get away. Samuel was forced into a room at the end of the hallway. As soon as he saw what was in the room, he started to struggle, despite his hands being tied behind his back.

  “No!” Samuel shouted as he was held between the four men, forced to stay right where he was while several of the unmated females in the coven walked toward them. “Don’t do this,” Samuel begged. He wasn’t here willingly, and he wanted nothing to do with these women.

  Stephanie, the woman Samuel had rebuffed before leaving his father’s coven, smiled maliciously as she started to cut Samuel’s shirt off with a knife. “Your father promised that the first one of us to get pregnant would be elevated to alpha mother.”

  “So, let my brother fuck you.”

  Samuel’s eyebrows shot up when every single woman there snickered.

  “Your brother may be a great fighter, but he couldn’t fuck a hole in the wall.” Stephanie laughed. “Even if he could get it up, he wouldn’t be able to impregnate a fish. His little swimmers are all dead.”

  Samuel’s mouth dropped as it suddenly dawned on him why his father was forcing him to fuck all of the unmated females in the

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  coven. His brother was infertile. And Terrence Harden needed a blood heir if he intended to retain control of the coven.

  Anger raged through Samuel as he realized just how his father intended to use him. He could see the glazed sheen in the eyes of the females stripping his clothes from his body and knew that they were all in heat. The ropes on the bed were another big clue.

  “You really don’t want to do this,” Samuel warned.

  “Oh, yes, we do,” Stephanie said. “I have every intention of being the next alpha mother, and I don’t particularly care who I have to fuck to do it.”

  “Have you tried sleeping with my father?” That seemed like the easy answer to Samuel, especially since it was so important to his father to get a blood heir.

  “Every Thursday night for the last two years,” Stephanie said as she ripped away the last of Samuel’s pants. “Barbara has Friday nights. Candice is Saturdays, and so on. We’ve all slept with your father, but you’ll notice, not a single one of us is pregnant.”

  “You won’t
get pregnant from me either.” Samuel was positive of it.

  “Your sperm is good, great in fact. Your father had it tested. It’s very strong. And I know you can get it up. The girls and I will help with that. We’ve drawn straws to see who gets you first.” Stephanie grinned again, and it sent a cold chill down Samuel’s spine. “I won.”

  Samuel felt the ropes tying his wrists behind his back give way and started struggling again, trying to get away. As much as he fully believed that these women didn’t have a chance in hell of making him hard, he didn’t want them touching him.

  Something smacked Samuel hard on the back of the head. It was enough to make his head swim. Samuel tried to grab the back of his head, but his arms were grabbed. He was forced down onto the bed on his back, and his arms and legs tied down to the bed. By the time the spots stopped floating around in his vision, Stephanie was naked and straddling his thighs. The guards that had tied him down were gone,

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  but the other women circled the bed like vultures, waiting for their turn.

  “Now, let’s see about getting you ready,” Stephanie said as she reached for Samuel’s cock.

  Samuel’s stomach rolled when he felt the woman’s cold fingers wrap around him. The more the woman touched him, the more Samuel’s stomach rebelled. Finally, unable to do anything else, Samuel turned his head and threw up.

  “That’s disgusting,” Stephanie screamed and jumped off the bed.

  Samuel would have laughed at her outrage, but he was too busy gagging. “Gods, he’s still soft, too.”

  Samuel spit out the last of the crap in his mouth and turned to grin at Stephanie. He had always hated the woman and wouldn’t have fucked her even if he liked women. She was just as conniving as his father. They were the perfect pair.

  “I told you that you wouldn’t get pregnant from me, Stephanie.

  I’m bonded. No one except my bondmate can get me hard.”

  Stephanie screeched and stormed out of the room. The other women just stood there and stared at Samuel, horror filling their eyes.

  “You’re bonded?” one of them finally asked.

  “Yes,” Samuel answered simply. “And my father knows it, too.”

  “Then why did he send us in here?”

  Everyone knew that someone who was bonded could no longer have sexual relations with other people. Bonded women couldn’t get pregnant from anyone except their bondmate. Bonded men, on the other hand, could only get hard for their bondmate. Both sexes could still be fucked, but they wouldn’t enjoy it. Pleasure only came from the touch of a bondmate.

  “Because he refuses to accept my bonding.”

  “How are we going to be alpha mother now?” another woman asked.

  “I suggest you start looking for a new alpha.”

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  One by one, the women filed out of the room, their shoulders slumping as if they had been dealt a harsh blow. Samuel didn’t care.

  They had tried to force him to have sex. That was rape. Each and every one of them could go to hell as far as he was concerned.

  The second the door closed behind the last woman, Samuel started struggling against the ropes tying him down to the bed. When that didn’t do anything but cause his wrists to bleed, he extended his claws and tried to cut at the rope with the sharp edges.

  “You get into more trouble than anyone I have ever met.”

  Samuel’s heart slammed into his throat when he heard someone speaking by the door. He hadn’t even heard the door open. His eyes snapped to the door. Only when he spotted Camden’s curly head did he breathe a sigh of relief.

  “Get these fucking ropes off of me,” Samuel snapped. He hated being restrained, especially when so many people seemed to have it out for him.

  Camden shut the door and set something on the floor next to it before walking forward. He grabbed a knife off of the nightstand and started cutting at the ropes restraining Samuel. As soon as one hand was free, Samuel sat up and untied the other one, and then each of his legs.

  He swung his legs over the side of the bed and then looked up at Camden. “It probably wasn’t real smart of you to come in here. If my father catches you, he’ll turn you over to the guards.”

  Camden shrugged as he turned and walked back over to the door to grab whatever he had set down there a few minutes earlier.

  “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

  Samuel’s heart sank. His father often threatened to turn Camden over to the guards if he misbehaved. Samuel didn’t know that his father had actually gone through with the threat.

  “We need to get out of here, Camden.”

  “We?”

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  “Yes, I’m not leaving you here this time. I didn’t want to leave you behind last time, but I had no choice. I had planned to come back for you once I found us a safe place, but there just wasn’t time.”

  Camden’s shoulders slumped. “I thought you had left me behind,”

  he whispered in response. “I thought I’d never see you again.”

  “No, Camden.” Samuel stood up and walked over to squeeze his friend’s shoulder. “I would never leave you behind. I just needed to find a safe place for us to go, and then I was planning on coming back for you.”

  “And did you?” Camden turned his head to look at Samuel. “Did you find us a safe place to go?”

  Samuel smirked. “I’m not sure I’d exactly say it was safe, but you’ll love it. Every member of the coven is male and has muscles as far as the eye can see, and all encased in tight denim and leather.”

  Camden’s eyes widened. “We’re going to heaven?”

  “No, a biker bar.”

  “Ooh, even better.”

  Samuel chuckled. He knew the idea would appeal to Camden. The man liked nothing more than to drool over leather-clad muscled men, and every damn one of Fallon’s coven fit that description perfectly.

  “I need to find something to wear,” Samuel said as he looked down at the torn and tattered remains of his clothes, “and then we need to get the hell out of here before my father comes back, ’cause he’s going to be pissed.”

  “Ask and ye shall receive, my friend.”

  Samuel frowned in confusion until Camden reached into his backpack and pulled out a pair of jeans and a shirt. “Got any shoes in that bag of yours?” Samuel asked as he grabbed the clothes and started pulling them on.

  Camden grinned and pulled out a huge pair of tennis shoes, setting them on the bed beside Samuel.

  “What else do you have in that bag?”

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  “A couple changes of clothes, my laptop, a photo of my parents, my makeup bag and hair supplies.” Camden shrugged nonchalantly.

  “You know, the usual stuff I take with me when I go anywhere.”

  “We won’t be coming back, Camden,” Samuel said as he bent over to pull the shoes onto his feet. He smiled. They were a perfect fit.

  He should have known. Camden never went anywhere unprepared.

  “I know. There’s a few things at my apartment I wouldn’t mind getting, but if we can’t, I can live without them.”

  “Yeah, well, my stuff is still at your apartment, so a trip in that direction wouldn’t be a bad idea. I still need to get my stuff.”

  “Cool,” Camden said as he swung his backpack up onto his shoulder.

  “But, we’ll have to be quick, Camden. Once we leave here and my father discovers that I’m gone, he won’t be far behind us.”

  Camden rolled his eyes and waved to the large bed set against the far wall. “Then let’s make it harder for him to discover you missing.

  You’re a big boy. Push that damn thing over in front of the door.”

  Samuel huffed and then did as Camden directed. If he wasn’t so short, the man would make a good alpha. He liked to order people around and fully expected them to do exactly as he said. He just didn
’t have the sadistic streak in him like Samuel’s father and brother.

  Camden couldn’t hurt a fly.

  Samuel frowned once he had pushed the bed into place and turned to look at Camden. “How did you get in here anyway?”

  Camden snorted, his hand flapping aimlessly in the air. “When the girls came out, they were all upset. They latched onto the guys your father had guarding the room. The last I saw, the guards were being dragged down the hallway by the girls.”

  Samuel chuckled because he didn’t think being attacked by a female vampire in heat could happen to a nicer group of guys. By the time the females were done with them, they wouldn’t be able to guard a kitty litter box. Female vampires in heat were vicious, another reason Samuel was glad he was bonded to a man.

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  “Window?” Samuel arched an eyebrow and pointed.

  Camden grimaced and patted his spiked hair. “This better not mess up my hair. It took me an hour to get ready today.”

  “Just an hour?” Samuel mused as he pried the window open.

  Luckily, his father hadn’t thought to nail this one shut. “That may be a new record for you, Camden.”

  “Bite me!” Camden snapped. “I was in hurry to save your ass.”

  “I’ll treat you to a manicure when we get back to the bar?”

  Camden sighed deeply as if he was heavily put upon by rescuing Samuel, but Samuel could see the yearning in the man’s blue eyes.

  Camden was a sucker for a manicure. “Okay, fine, but it had better be a deluxe manicure or the deal is off.”

  Samuel grinned. “I promise, Camden, now get the hell out the window.”

  He held Camden’s backpack as the man climbed through the window and carefully lowered himself to the ground level. Once Camden was ready, Samuel dropped his backpack down to him and then climbed out the window after his friend.

  Once on the ground, Samuel and Camden took off through the trees behind his father’s house. The place was a couple of miles outside of town, so they had a little ways to go before they reached Camden’s apartment. Hopefully, they would be able to put some ground between them and Terrence Harden before the man discovered them missing.

  If not, they were screwed.