passion and human rage and brotherly love and hatred.
“She’s got Lee!”
Caine could sense the severity of his brother’s feelings of injustice in his words and each time the man’s fist found flesh. His own fists were pummeling more in self-defense and the necessary infliction of pain than anger. Luke had to learn to wait his turn, regardless of the situation and regardless of his needs. He had to be taught that he mated only when and with whom Caine said. And it was Caine’s job to teach him this.
“You stood there and let her shoot him!”
Caine heard the words come from Luke’s mouth just as another angry blow came from his fist. The strike was barely deflected and Caine reached around to work his arm around Luke’s neck. A swift kick between the legs came as his reward.
Ugly human anger did cause Caine to hit his brother this time. And his words were the result of the same feelings of rage.
“This is your fault, Luke!”
Luke struggled to get his neck out of Caine’s grasp, but soon settled into a writhing mass of hateful muscle and unaccepted shame. He had never been able to beat his brother.
Not in a fight, at least.
Caine loosened his grip enough to allow his brother some air. Unfortunately, it allowed the man to speak.
“If you had fucked the bitch like you were supposed to, none of this would have happened.”
Caine fought the urge to snap his twin’s neck at the statement.
Which bitch was he talking about?
“She wasn’t ovulating yet,” Caine snapped and debated his next statement before making it. “And besides, she didn’t seem like the others,” Caine growled into his brother’s ear.
Luke blew out a grunt of disgust. “They never do in your opinion, do they, Caine?”
Caine’s grip tightened again but then released completely. He shoved Luke away from his body and wiped the trickle of blood from his nose with the back of his hand.
“We don’t always have to be complete animals,” he stated to the back of Luke’s head. “I don’t see why it has to be unpleasant for her, especially if she wouldn’t have conceived tonight. And I think if this one was given some time…”
He stopped because he couldn’t believe the words were coming from his own mouth. So soon after he’d sworn not to let history repeat itself, Caine was considering breaking yet another rule. And this was one that he himself had made. The urge he felt inside himself to let the woman in the cabin have a choice in what happened to her was stronger and more insistent than any he felt due to his animal ancestry.
“We can’t afford for you to be weak this time, Caine. You can’t feel compassion for this one,” Luke reminded. “You’ve said it a hundred times yourself. Compassion won’t fill the belly of a predator.”
He had used those very words. And Caine also knew that compassion wasn’t going to allow him or his brothers to breed as quickly and as often as they needed to in order to ensure their pack’s survival.
“I understand our situation and our needs,” Luke snapped, causing Caine to growl at his brother’s insolent tone. “And I would hope the alpha of our pack understood it as well.”
Caine stepped forward, causing Luke’s stance to falter just an inch or so. The brothers eyed one another. “I understand more than you’d like to think I do, Luke. I understand the bulk of our father’s ways. And I understand that I don’t care for them,” he stated. “The ways of our kind are dated and I believe that it’s time for some changes in the way the pack is run.”
“We’re animals, Caine…”
“But we’re part human as well,” Caine interrupted, earning him a grumble from his twin. He lowered his voice before posing his next question. “Don’t you ever crave things like compassion and love?” he asked. “Doesn’t the human side of you ever need anything?”
Luke scoffed and crossed his arms. “The only human emotions I crave are those of the cruelty and kindness