leave the feral.
Oren, another one of his Omega friends, smiled encouragingly at him. Oren was usually the jokester in the group, but right then, it seemed he was just attempting to get Brendan to put one foot in front of the other.
As Brendan walked away, he heard the feral lose it again, and Brendan made an attempt to go back to him but not before Knox, another one of his friends and an Alpha, grabbed him and pulled him away.
“No! No!” Brendan fought like crazy. It was no use; he was too small against the large Alpha.
“We're just going to get some answers, Brendan. Calm down.” Knox tried to reason with him and got a hold of his arms to keep him from swinging.
Hearing the feral snarling, Brendan was beyond reason. He didn’t stop putting up a fight until they were in front of the Elder Lewis's office, which had a whole team of guards inside.
Rayce was in the corner of the office, shirt off and ribs taped. Colin’s brother Peyton, who had been walking with them, ran over to check on him.
“What the…” Peyton reached for Rayce, but the guard pulled back.
“I’m fine. Go with your brother.” Rayce was firm, and by the look on Peyton’s face, Brendan thought he may have taken the words hard.
Peyton was young, at just nineteen, and the guard had treated him as such in front of a crowd of people. For someone who wouldn’t let anyone near Peyton before the last full moon, this was a huge switch for Rayce. What had changed?
Peyton glared at the guard before walking over to stand next to Colin, who didn’t look pleased at the tone Rayce had used with his brother.
“Elder Lewis?” Brendan stepped forward, and all eyes turned toward him.
Elder Lewis eyed him with sympathy. “Sit, Brendan. We need to talk. We can debrief more later and go over the changes taking place, gentlemen. Keep questioning the other residents and see if anyone can identify him.”
The guards walked out, leaving Brendan and his friends alone with Elder Lewis.
Brendan began to shake as he sat. He didn’t want to be there; he wanted to be with the feral.
“Malach informed me of the incidents that happened when the feral came into the compound this morning and your reaction to him, Brendan.” Elder Lewis stood before the large glass window, his arms crossed.
Brendan nodded. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to say, and Elder Lewis had always intimidated him to the point that he was constantly tongue-tied around the man. Pretty much all the Elders, the guards and the alphas. Hell, thinking of the list, freakin' everyone intimidates me. Terrific.
“You know what this means?” Elder Lewis's eyes seemed to see his inner thoughts.
Brendan cleared his throat. “Colin thinks he’s my mate, sir.” Brendan would have given anything for his voice to be strong and sure at that moment, but it failed him miserably, coming out shaky at best.
“Malach and I think that as well. That’s why your emotions are already involved even if you don’t know the feral yet. You two are bonded, and the feral needs you now. You may not know him, but your mating instinct is to care for him. What do you know about ferals?” Elder Lewis walked around his desk and sat in the large leather chair next to Brendan.
“Not much, sir. Just that…they’re wild,” Brendan muttered.
“I’m going to be perfectly honest with you. You need to know the facts. Can you handle that?”
“Yes,” Brendan croaked.
“A feral is a shifter that didn’t handle their first shift well. In fact, it went terribly wrong. Somehow, their mind broke during the shift and sanity was lost. We’ve have a few here, but there are more at other compounds. You know your shift is painful, and there are some wolves out there that mentally break during their first shift. It’s not as common as it used to be. We have classes, prepping and you have tools to help you before and after, but sometimes, that isn’t enough. Currently, we have no information on the feral that