Chapter 45

He had been seduced by Haggoz that night. She’d thought he would be brutish and violent in his lovemaking. Demanding, arrogant, selfish…all the things she pictured in her head when she thought of a Werewolf. Instead he’d been a thoughtful, tender and exciting lover. He’d taken care not to hurt her at her first time and pulled reactions from Keanna that she hadn’t known she was capable of. Those first days flew by, a seemingly endless stream.

There were long stretches of time that Keanna almost forgot why she was there.

For the first few months, Keanna rarely went out of Haggoz’s luxurious home.

Everything she needed was provided for her, of course. A private work-out room, a library, a music room, even a small theater where she could watch vids in English that Haggoz ordered for her from the Sechuan traders. Occasionally, if the weather was good, Haggoz took her for long walks on the city streets, looking in shop windows and watching the other Werewolf people they encountered, some