Tales of a Shifter - Broken Bonds (Part 4)

Tales of a Shifter - Broken Bonds (Part 4)

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Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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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.

Chapter52 (v.1) - Chapter 52

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Submitted: October 17, 2016

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Both Ezekiel and Brandon took private turns using the restroom after Landers announcement, to brush their teeth and for Ezekiel to put on a fresh shirt and lace on some boots.

 

While Brandon washed up for the day, he couldn’t help feeling like he had to speak with Ezekiel concerning the upcoming meeting with Hovel.

 

And when Ezekiel emerged from the bathroom, Brandon was standing next to the door waiting.

 

The moment Ezekiel saw him his face took on a suspicious frown as if he sensed trouble was brewing. But Brandon didn’t let the look on his face stall him, Brandon drew up, walked up to Ezekiel and plainly stated.

 

“I’m going with you to see my father.”

 

“No you’re not….” Ezekiel dismissively growled right back, without a moment of thought. Gone was the sensual playful Shifter from a few minutes ago…a serious and bossy Guardian had taken his place.“It’s too dangerous, you know that Brandon.” Ezekiel told him, then made a move to walk past him.

 

Childishly Brandon had to fight the urge to whine or bicker with him, instead Brandon grabbed Ezekiels arm, stopping him as he bit off, “I don’t care if it’s dangerous. I can handle myself if I have too! So take me to the meeting Ezekiel.”

 

Ezekiel sighed. “Well I do care if you’re in danger….so don’t ask me to ignore the danger of this situation!”

 

Brandon full on stomped his foot on the ground like a toddler asking for candy. “But I should be there!” He exclaimed as he stepped up to Ezekiel, bodily blocking the door.

 

A moment passed where Ezekiel looked at the door, then down at Brandon as if her were considering simply making a run for it. Then a physical calm brushed Ezekiels face, and with Guardian like authority he reached out, put his hands on Brandon’s shoulders and looked him in the eyes.

 

The playful Leopard was not shinning in his eyes…but the gentleness and care were still there beneath the commanding exterior of his face.

 

“Brandon listen to me.” Ezekiel slowly requested. “Having you present at this meeting with your father….it would be the worst thing I could do.” He said heavily. “Not just for you, but for me and all of the other Guardians.”

 

Confused Brandon asked. “What do you mean?”

 

“I want to kill Jacob and Hovel.” Ezekiel softly replied without an ounce of hesitation as he pulled back from Brandon, folding his arms over his chest. His blue eyes were now hard and cold. “I truly want to see him die for the pain that his actions have cause to my Clan, to my father….and especially to you. Brandon….Shifters are extremely territorial if you haven’t noticed already. We guard out homes and our people jealously and with all of our hearts. We stand with those that we care for and protect our families fiercely. If you come to this meeting Brandon….and Jacob or your father so much as look at you the wrong way….” Ezekiel stopped and hissed and let his words brake off.

 

The unspoken threat of deadly violence was real…and Brandon knew it the moment Ezekiels eyes flashed with bright blue lights.

 

Brandon could sense that Ezekiel was not exaggerating, but also feeling uncomfortable with that level of protective desire being centered on him Brandon tried to argue. “But…just because you’re feeling over protective right now doesn’t mean I can’t go to the meeting! I’m sure everyone else will be fine if I attend!”

 

“No, It isn’t just me Brandon. It’s all of my family. You are a part of this Clan to us… Brandon!  Listen to me!” Ezekiel said back. When he saw Brandon roll his eyes in disbelief Ezekiel hissed but Brandon couldn’t help himself.

 

Brandon knew didn’t belong there. He didn’t deserve to be welcomed into that Clan or guarded as if were, but Ezekiel refused to be silenced and with a harsh shout he was suddenly speaking past Brandon.

 

 “Hey Lander!?” Ezekiel suddenly called out towards the bedroom door.

 

“Yeah what!?” Lander growled back surprising Brandon for a moment because he had forgotten that Ezekiels elder brother was in fact outside of the door waiting and possibly listening to their entire conversation.

 

“What would you do if I took Brandon to that meeting….and Jacob tried to speak to him? Or touch him?” Ezekiel called out the question over his shoulder as he continued to look Brandon in the eyes.

 

“I’d rip that fucking Lions tongue out of his throat!”  Lander hissed back without an ounce of hesitation. Then he seemed to pause, before he said. “Nobody messes with Candy Pants….except for me.”

 

Brandon was more than surprised by the show of comidaridie from the hot blooded Lander….but he was also touched by the truth that he sensed in his words….and by the teasing note in Landers voice as he spoke.

 

“Aww Lander….” Brandon partly teased back, speaking towards the door, and glancing away from Ezekiel for a moment.. “I feel all warm and fuzzy inside.” He said.

 

An explosive snort of disgust passed through the door. “Fuck you Brandon!” Lander snarled and the harsh bang of a fist striking the door was followed by a shout. “Hurry up Ezekiel! I’ll be waiting with the others down stairs. You have ten minutes!”

 

Then there was silence in the hallway and Brandon knew that Lander was gone.

 

After he left Ezekiel cast Brandon a small shrug of apology. “Well….maybe Lander wasn’t the best example to use….but I promise you he wasn’t joking. Not even a little bit. “ Ezekiel said, then he silently and gently lifted the hand that he hand on Brandon’s shoulder up to his cheek, when he caressed a knuckle down his cheek and chin. “WE all want to protect you. We all want you to be safe Brandon.” He softly murmured his eyes tracing Brandon’s features in a way that stole Brandon’s breath from him.

 

“And we are prepared to physically protect you from Jacob if we have to….” Ezekiel continued and dropped his hand as his expression took a dark and serious turn. “But in exchange you have to trust that these feelings are genuine….and do everything in your power to minimize the possibility that one of us will have to go that far to ensure your safety. Please don’t insist on coming to this meeting. It will only endanger us and you.”

 

Brandon looked at Ezekiel with a small sense of reluctance in his heart.

 

No he didn’t want to cause problems at the meeting….but he did think that he deserved to be there.

 

Why am I letting the Leopard endanger themselves for me? I don’t want them to get hurt!

 

The weight of the moment was almost unbearable as Brandon put a fist to his mouth and tried to make Ezekiel understand.

 

“I…wasn’t prepared for this. I didn’t expected for all of this to happen…” Brandon truthfully explained as he dropped his had from his mouth and to a deep breath. “I feel bad that this has to happen and I want to come…So let me come!”

 

“No…!” Ezekiel replied, refusing to budge or soften his denial, but he continued to push home the point that he was trying to make.

 

“Understand this …Heading in the same vicinity as the men who hurt you and probably want to hurt you again is only going to lead to somebody getting killed Brandon. Simply perceiving a threat to your life could send cause a fight.” Ezekiel growled as he shook his head. “We are determined to keep you away from Hovel….but this is still a delicate Shifter and political issue. Your father is a Grand Master, or a Clan Head to his Alchemist Organization. One wrong move and the next thing we know we could have a war on our hand or even worse….” Ezekiel softly sighed and finished, gracing Brandon with his gaze. “The less tension we face in the meeting with your father the better ok?”

 

A War? God…I’m not worth wagging a war over...!

Brandon wanted to exclaim in horror, but he held back the words and forced himself to listen to Ezekiel.

 

Brandon didn’t want there to be a meeting

 

He didn’t want anyone getting in harm’s way because of him.

 

And yet the argument was mote at this point.

 

Brandon had nothing. He had no one to turn to or to depend on at this point. He couldn’t even depend on himself. He couldn’t run because the moment he left the Leopards Lands he was as good as captured.

 

Running on foot he would never make it that far.

 

He was utterly helpless in this situation…

 

The only thing he could do to protect Ezekiels family was let himself be taken by his father….but going back to Hovel was something he would rather die than allow himself to do.

 

So….like the terrible, useless person that he was all he could do was sit in that mansion and put Ezekiel in danger.

 

Why was he always hurting the people that he loved!?

 

 

****

 

 

“I understand Ezekiel. I’ll stay here during the meeting.” Brandon sighed, and bit his lip in open displeasure.

 

Ezekiel hissed to catch his attention. “Don’t pout! This isn’t your fault Brandon….” Ezekiel couldn’t help but demand as Brandon mistreated his bottom lip, with harsh nibbling. Then to give him something to focus on aside form worry Ezekiel said next

“ But if it makes you feel any better? We’ve decided to leave Erin and Drin behind with you .”

 

“You did?” Brandon asked raising his eyebrows in surprise. “OH, I know Erin was disappointed.”

 

“Not really.” Ezekiels replied with a shrug. “She said that if she laid eyes on your father she would probably see red. And naturally when Erin goes Drin is doomed to follow.”

 

Brandon nodded and suddenly lifted his hand right and started rubbing up and down his left arm in a rare naked sign of apprehension and worry. His green gaze turned away in a self-conscious gesture as Brandon sighed and said.

“I know this is going to sound crazy paranoid, but please try to be safe at the meeting. Hovel….is so much worse compared to Jacob. I don’t know what he’ll do”

 

Finding himself unexpectedly touched by the obvious concern Brandon was demonstrating for his welfare Ezekiel nodded o show that he understood, then Ezekiel said.

 

“Don’t worry Brandon. I and all of the Guardians and my parents will be at the meeting. Jacob and Hovel wouldn’t dare to move against Mantilo…especially not on his own Lands. Nothing will happen….and Brandon you’re not alone up here…” Ezekiels softly told him as he reached out and squeezed his shoulder. “Don’t sit up in his room worrying yourself to death. After we leave, wait a few minutes, then I want you to go down stars and spend some time with Erin and Drin. Pleas…Don’t sit up here all alone. Ok?”

 

“Ok. Thank you…” Brandon said, a rare smile touching his face. Then he seemed to pause as a thought passed his mind and the soft smile on his face melted away, replaced with something more reserved. A small sad smirk lifted the right side of his mouth as he said “And Thank you for doing everything that you’ve done Ezekiel….” His words caught Ezekiel by surprise and Ezekiel wanted to speak, but the serious tone in Brandon’s words held him silent.

 

“Thank you for helping me…and protecting me….” Brandon said, holding Ezekiels gaze, then he scoffed at himself in disgusts. “I don’t know why I haven’t thanked you before this. I should have and I didn’t….So thank you.”

 

 Then to Ezekiels shock and joy Brandon reached out grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled Ezekiel down and kissed him.

 

Unfortunately Brandon’s move was so unpredictable that Ezekiel couldn’t stop his own forward momentum. And with far more force then intended Brandon’s lips landed against his, and Brandon’s lips grazed up against Ezekiels fangs.

 

The instant, but fleeting taste of something salty and strange, and coppery burst across Ezekiels tongue.

 

But Ezekiel was far too caught up in the soft brush of lips and the taste and feel of Brandon to pay much attention to the tastes as it fled across his tongue…and he was too shocked by Brandon’s act to make a move until it was too late and Brandon was pulling away.

The moment he pulled back Brandon’s green eyes locked onto Ezekiels face and equally rear laugh fell from his lips, rich and full. “You know what blue boy? I think speechless is sexy too.” He teased.

 

“Oh…oh that’s just not fair.” Ezekiel said as he smiled back and licked his lips.

 

For an insane moment Ezekiel saw himself, sweeping Brandon up against the wall, besides them and devouring him down in on sensual kiss after another, until Brandon was panting and rocking against him, moaning as Ezekiel ran his hands down his body, and down into his sweats, where an impressive package would be twitching and pulsing, waiting for his touch….A lusty moan would fall from Brandon’s lips when Ezekiel stroked the thick shaft…

“Ezekiel!?” The shock of Brandon shaking him was like a small punch to Ezekiels brain, but instead of flinching away from him, Ezekiel simply blinked away the smutty images in his head that had blood rising in all the right places. “Hey….I didn’t mean to shock you that badly when I kissed you!” Brandon was softly saying to him.

 

To cover his scrambled thoughts Ezekiel placed a hand over Brandon’s and quickly assured him.

 

“No its not the kiss that surprised me….I just…I  wanted to tell you, that I appreciate what you said.“ Ezekiel told him and swallowed as Brandon watched him uncertainly finally Brandon pulled back and nodded.

 

 Then Ezekiel broke eyes contact and with the will of a god forced himself to start walking towards the door before he pounced on Brandon. Before he left Ezekiel tossed him a smile. “Ill see you in a few hours, okay?”

 

Brandon waved, his eyes clouding over with apprehension that he tried to hide as the door closed between them.

 

**

 

When Ezekiel got outside of the door, he couldn’t help but raise a hand to his lips in awe. The ghost caress of warmth lingered deliciously on his lips. The kiss burned on his mind brighter than it should have. It was silly, but such a small action had a big impact on him.

 

Simply because…this was the third kiss that Brandon had willingly initiated between them.

 

Ezekiel knew that both he and Brandon cared for each other. That they both had strong feelings and desire for one another….but that one small romantic act smarted of something deeper than anything that had passed between them before.

 

Something deeper than the lust, and the desperation and the danger.

 

Something that could become routine and permeant.

 

Love

 

Ezekiels hissed as the word flited across his mind. Carrying nameless connotations and endless problems.

 

Ezekiels had had teenage loves before and a few weak relationships over the years, but nothing that was serious…and certainly nothing that could hold a candle to the simple pull he felt to be near Brandon. A pull that Ezekiel struggled not to succumb to every day.

 

And caring for Brandon was defiantly something that made sense as their relationship continued to change and grow, and yet there were countless shadows in their future that made Ezekiel wonder.

 

Unanswered questions. The Alchemists. The Flame. So many Shadows in their path forwards.

 

And yet when Ezekiel thought of Brandon….his strong ferocious spirit and his guarded heart Ezekiel couldn’t see the shadows between them anymore.

 

An undeniable need rumbled up from the core of his beast. A need synomenous with a single word.

 

Mine.

That word sent a strong and unknown shiver and power across Ezekiels consciousness.

 

Still Ezekiel shook his haed and the inappropriate word and his thoughts away.

He knew that he couldn’t afford to waffle around in emotional mud at a dire time like this. He couldn’t sit there and dream and fantasize like a fool.

 

Maybe the relationship between him and Brandon was going to deepen…. And if Brandon was ever going to be HIS Ezekiel knew that Jacob and Hovel had to be dealt with first…

Hoping for more at this point...was only going to hurt.

 


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