Masuk"Behold!" The Priestess yelled above the noise of the crowd. It became deathly silent. She could feel the malevolent eyes of the crowd on her and she didn't know why. "The Fox!" Cassidy let out a yip of horror that echoed in the silent village. A Fox Shifter. Cassidy was a Fox. Terror coursed through her smaller body. In all her pleading with the Moon Goddess, she had never thought she would be so terribly cursed. She would be torn limb from limb by the crowd. Shifting to the Fox was a death sentence. Neither prey nor an apex predator, the Fox was an outlier in Shifter society. The crowd roared as one as the High Priestess lifted her. "Run Cassidy, no-clan, and know that pain is only temporary." She whispered softly, before tossing Cassidy into the waiting crowd. All Cassidy had ever wanted was to survive her first Shift. If she didn't end up as prey, all the better. As the illegitimate child of the aging Alpha, and daughter of a rabbit shifter drudge, Cassidy knew the world was an unfair place for those who were not born predator. No one expected Cassidy to be a fox, least of all her. Reviled and feared by predator and prey alike, fox shifters were cast out from home and clan, into the wilderness. If they were lucky. And Cassidy had never been all that acquainted with luck. Rejected by her clan, beaten and broken, left for dead...Cassidy welcomed the darkness. But death will have to wait for her just a little longer. The Lycan King has need of a new assassin, and Cassidy is forced into his world of intrigue, politics, and romance.
Lihat lebih banyak"No! That isn't right! Do it again Derek." Cassidy sat on the wooden fence surrounding the training yard, swinging her dangling feet and munching on an apple absently. The morning had been surreal, full of empty beds and unanswered questions. The Lycan King had been mysteriously absent from breakfast, and she decided to amuse herself by watching the Lycan Lords train. Derek squared off with Callum while William and Tristan offered critiques. Both men clashed, blades ringing in the early morning hush. Cassidy studied them closely, having never been allowed to wield a sword during her training classes with her siblings. Derek's gaze kept sliding to her, and again his sword flew from his grasp. He cursed sharply. "Why is the Fox here? Shouldn't she be in a shadowed corner waiting to pop out and stab someone?" Cassidy glared at the Lycan. "Am I too distracting, My Lord, or are you just a fumbling idiot this morning?"Laughter echoed in the yard and Derek colored hotly. He stomped over
A weighted silence descended on the table, but Cassidy would not take the words back. She glared at Derek in challenge, daring him to respond. A sudden laugh made her jump, and her gaze turned to the man directly at the King's right hand. "She certainly is the spitfire you said she was." Blue eyes assessed her critically. "Slight build is a plus, but something will have to be done about her hair. The color is too striking.""No." The King answered swiftly. "Her hair stays as it is.""An assassin has to be able to blend in. She will be too noticeable, too recognizable with that dark fiery hair." The man responded, frowning at the King."I said no." The King's eyes moved to her and quickly darted away. "She needs to be a deadly flower. One that draws in her prey before dispatching it swiftly. My decision is final."Cassidy felt her cheeks color. Being discussed, as if she wasn't in the same room, made her decidedly uncomfortable. Her hand lifted to finger a lock of her hair, twisting i
Raelyn chattered at Cassidy as they made their way down the hall to the dining area. She wasn't sure what to expect. At her father's castle, she had never been permitted to eat dinner with her siblings and father. Instead, she took her meals with the prey shifters, and it was a raucous affair. From what she understood, Royals had stately dinners, full of etiquette that she was unfamiliar with. "Okay, here's what you need to know." Raelyn pulled her to a stop outside a set of large oak doors. "We will be dining with the four major generals of my brother's army, the heads of the Knights of Lenerum. They, along with Garth, are the only other Lycans who will know who and what you are.""I am aware that I am currently a state secret." Cassidy arched a brow at her. "Yes, and they are part of the inner circle. They are our pack, the sons of our mother's siblings. Callum will be the most chatty, he is inquisitive by nature." She darted a glance at the doors. "Tristan is the spymaster. You
Cassidy stared blankly at the door the Lycan King exited. He was...overwhelming would be an appropriate word, she decided. His arrogance and blatant disregard of her as a person made her angry. Anger was better than fear. Anger could be used, shaped, molded into something sharp and dangerous. Her ire was a weapon she would forge in secret. "Not that there is any useful application." She whispered to the silent room. He was the High King of Lenerum, a Lycan berserker like his father before him. The old king had been feared throughout her village. No one spoke his name, afraid to summon his shade from the abyss. There were whispers that the Lycan King had to put down his father. The old king was so gone in madness that he had ripped the head of a visiting dignitary clean from his shoulders. Her mother had loved to tell that tale at the hearth, when it had been time for the prey shifter children to sleep. She told of the handsome young Lycan rising against his father. How he had ripp
Cassidy's world was on fire. Every breath was agony, the angle her teeth met felt wrong, each jostling movement of the wagon she was in sent a scorch of flames through her body. She longed to sink back into the oblivion of the darkness, but she kept clawing back to consciousness, fear and worry mak
Cassidy hit the ground hard, her breath leaving her body. She instinctively curled up to protect herself as she willed her lungs to reinflate. A wicked kick to her side slid her across the cobblestones and she let out an animalistic scream. Her small body didn't have time to recover before another
The walk to the village was much shorter than she was prepared for, the eager shifters around her flooding out to fill the wagon-rutted road. Everyone was much too excited about the First Shift. It was when the younger generation was considered to be adults, able to make their own decisions. Prey s
Cassidy stared at herself in the mirror on the wall. It was a luxury that her mother had paid handsomely for, to brighten up her room. She once again lamented her bastard status. As such, she was given a room that was directly in between the drudge dormitories and the larger suites that the Lord Al












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