Tales of a Shifter - Broken Bonds (Part 4)

Tales of a Shifter - Broken Bonds (Part 4)

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

PART FOUR- The Blood of Brandon Blood. It is vital. It is….power. For Brandon it is pain and darkness…and his destiny. The Flame. The power within him. The secrets behind him. The men that want to control him. It is all connected by webs of betrayals and tragedy. The truth is coming out. Too ugly to accept. To powerful to ignore. But new threats intermingle with the truth. Blurring lines. Creating hostility. And as our two heroes struggle with passion, they will find that these new threats are impossible for them to ignore. Jacob, a black beast form Brandon’s past. He was once beloved and now he is a relentless Lion driven by secular and non-secular goals that speak to madness….and grand plans. Jacob has come at the behest of the Alchemists Clan, a mortal organization that moves in the shadows. Powerful….deadly…..mysterious. And Brandon belongs to them. His father Hovel is their Leader. Ezekiel is forced to ask himself who is Hovel of the Alchemists? What does he have planned for Brandon? Brandon will be forced to ask what more is he willing to lose as the darkness from his past threatens to destroy any and all light? Will he be able to accept Ezekiel’s care, compassion and most of all his affection? As old friendships and betrayals take center stage in this part of the Tales…..what will Brandon do to remain free. To overcome his perverted past and dammed future? What can Ezekiel do to prevent more pain? To strip away everything but the burning hunger between them? Can the past be forgiven? Can it be ignored? What will new facts shed light on….Will the Blood and death continue to flow? Our heroes stand at the precipice of their emotions, even as The Blood of Brandon releases insanity and chaos.

Summary

PART FOUR- The Blood of Brandon

Blood. It is vital. It is….power. For Brandon it is pain and darkness…and his destiny. The Flame.

The power within him. The secrets behind him. The men that want to control him. It is all connected by webs of betrayals and tragedy.

The truth is coming out. Too ugly to accept. To powerful to ignore. But new threats intermingle with the truth.

Blurring lines. Creating hostility.

And as our two heroes struggle with passion, they will find that these new threats are impossible for them to ignore.

Jacob, a black beast form Brandon’s past. He was once beloved and now he is a relentless Lion driven by secular and non-secular goals that speak to madness….and grand plans.

Jacob has come at the behest of the Alchemists Clan, a mortal organization that moves in the shadows. Powerful….deadly…..mysterious.

And Brandon belongs to them. His father Hovel is their Leader.

Ezekiel is forced to ask himself who is Hovel of the Alchemists? What does he have planned for Brandon?

Brandon will be forced to ask what more is he willing to lose as the darkness from his past threatens to destroy any and all light? Will he be able to accept Ezekiel’s care, compassion and most of all his affection?

As old friendships and betrayals take center stage in this part of the Tales…..what will Brandon do to remain free. To overcome his perverted past and dammed future?

What can Ezekiel do to prevent more pain? To strip away everything but the burning hunger between them?

Can the past be forgiven? Can it be ignored?

What will new facts shed light on….Will the Blood and death continue to flow?

Our heroes stand at the precipice of their emotions, even as The Blood of Brandon releases insanity and chaos.

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Submitted: July 27, 2016

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Glen released a small sigh as they watched their son tear himself away from the mortal, in such a fashion that Mantilo was reminded of pulling teeth.

 

 It seemed to take Ezekiel forever to situate Brandon in the covers and sheets to his liking, before finally, Ezekiel trudged out of the room, a painful gait to his step announcing to Mantilo that his son was still many hours away from recovering from the death match he had been forced into against three intruding Lions.

 

Once he was gone…both Glen and Mantilo released baited breaths, before glancing at each other, then down at Brandon who continued to sleep.

 

“Did you see the way he reacted to us simply coming close to them while they were slumbering?” Mantilo quietly asked her.

 

Not surprisingly his Mate tried to tsk his words away. “Mantilo…” She said. “He was sleeping and we snuck in here and startled him…”

 

Mantilo shook his head and quickly cut her off.

 

“You know what I’m talking about Glen! And the sleeping didn’t matter. His inner beast knew who we were…and it didn’t care. Ezekiels and the Leopards only thoughts were for the boy.”

 

Refusing to look at him for some strange reason Glen simply replied. “Brandon…..who knew that a mortal boy would bring around so much excitement!?”

 

Mantilo released a shallow sigh “Is this what you call excitement? What will we do Glen? What are we going to do?”

 

To this Glen actually laughed, and cast him a tender look, as she leaned into his side. “My dear Mantilo You have to ask? Do you have it in you to do anything except try to protect Brandon. For Ezekiel….and for the boy he has nearly died to protect three times in a row?”

 

Catching the heavy undercurrent to her words Mantilo rumbled in disquiet and resignation. “I want to help him and…of course I know that he is  becoming something special to our son.”

 

Here Mantilo stopped and growled.  

“But….what he is to Ezekiel can’t be continued to progress unchecked in light….of recent events. Glen not only is Brandon a mortal and a man that has a very mysterious past…but he also possesses unnatural abilities? Ezekiel says the boy can Heal for gods sake! Glen allowing this thing between them to flourish would be remiss and foolish. Besides Brandon has been lying to us for…months!”

 

To this Glen didn’t respond at first, she just took a deep breath, looked at Brandon….Finally she turned to him fully and said. “MY heart….did you not see what I just saw? Do you think anything short of silver chains and a dungeon will break them apart? Liar? Thief? Innocent boy running from his abusers? I don’t know if it matters anymore.”

 

 Mantilo tried to reply. “I…” But what did he say to this kind of logic. Especially since he didn’t really want to debate his Mate.

 

Glen smiled  at him then said. “In the end we have a choice to make. Baring Ezekiel and Bandon….What do you feel? What do you want to do with a lying, lonely, abused, and hunted boy? “

 

What did Mantilo want to do?

What should he do?

 

His son and Brandon were obviously on a dangerous road. Did Mantilo let them continue to be involved? Did he let his family continue to stand for a friend…and perhaps an innocent?

 

 It had only been six hours since the attack by the Lion Jacob and the boy’s fair face still bore bright ugly ribbons across his cheek. The wound was inflames, filled with blood, and yet….it looked far better than it had looked only a few hours ago. Suggesting that Brandon’s slumbering body was….and could infect heal its self.

 

His right hand was clutching, clawing at the sheets where Ezekiel had been, no doubt the spot where he had lain was growing clod and subconsciously Brandon seemed to be searching for the warmth of another.

 

Without a word Mantilo watched Glen grab a duvet from a drawer, spread it, and put it across Brandon, forcing him to snuggle down into the bed.

 

Brandon mumbled something Mantilo pretended not to hear, but he knew that Brandon called for his son.

 

Mantilo felt a small swell of warmth and sadness for the young man. He wished that the affection his son and Brandon seemed to share could make all of this easy. He sensed something powerful in that moment between the two.

 

But Mantilo knew that no matter what, even if Ezekiel and Brandon were linked, reality was cruel and cold at the best of times. The term star cross lovers was a bitter pill that bitch slapped Mantilo in the mouth, leaving a sour unpleasant zing of grim resolve but rather then admit that he felt the swift kick of melancholy as he looked at the boy, he turned to his wife and skirted a hand down her cheek.

 

“I fear my heart…” He said to her. “That I can’t make any choices until Brandon awakens…and faces a lot of hard questions form all of us.”

 

Glen nodded.

 

“For now….Well let him rest.”

 

Mantilo told her secretly thankful that though he and Glen had faced trouble in….their relationship. It had never seemed dammed and doomed by fate.


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