“Mmm.” Rebekah murmured. Liking the sound of that.
“Don’t let it go to your head, she-wolf.” He pointed to a hazy shape ahead. “You’ve a task just ahead.”
The bleary outline near them moved forward and stepped from the grass. Turning to a bare leg slipping between bits of leather as her foot touched the ground. Drawing the immediate attention of the three wolves surrounding Marta, as they awaited a chance at her.
One lunged, growling at the woman, materializing from shadows.
Another woman, who’d been entirely invisible moments ago.
Startling the animal as she took form.
She swung her head toward him so quickly, that her thigh length brown hair swung out around her, mimicking the leather straps forming her skirt. She outstretched her palm and met the snout of the lunging wolf. Sending out a blooming white light. A hot current that touched through the animal.
He whimpered and fell. W
They all looked up and met a pair of familiar dark eyes.The Alpha of the Asara pack.“Draven.” Rebekah leapt to her feet. “We had to come.”“I know.” Draven lifted a staying hand. Calming the woman. “I knew where you were going.”Rebekah leaned around him to see Lyra Lani standing just behind him. Casting her a betrayed look.“Don’t be mad at my mate.” Draven said in warning. “She did exactly as she should. She does not keep secrets from me.”He gave Fury a dark look.Fury straightened slowly.“You know well, I go where she goes.” He gestured to Rebekah.“I know you weren’t about to let her be alone out here this time of year.”Fury lowered his head but said nothing.There wasn’t accusation in Draven’s tone.It was flat. But those that knew him, knew he had a great underst
I swallowed nervously.Other wolves began filling in the clearing beyond the door. I looked back and saw they were the villagers we’d brought with us.But there were deeper sounds and I saw the moment that the more aggressive NightHunter guards returned.They too were in wolf form and there was no hesitation in them as they launched at the smaller, untrained males. Ripping at their throats and backs.I watched the decimation in horror. Shaking my head.By now Vanquish was charging the NightHunter Alpha.I suddenly wanted to scream for him to stop and retreat but I knew that Vanquish was too far into his attack.Trying to pull him out now will be impossible.I sent out a cry through the woods, calling to anyone, anything that might be out there for help. A long, broken sound filled with all the desperation that Marta’s had carried earlier.I hoped that under the Mating Moon, the sound of a female in d
Just when I closed my eyes,the NightHunter Alpha found my entrance. There was nothing I could do to make this moment stop. Just when I’d given up, there was a shout outside. “Stop!” All sound stilled.Obeying that authoritative command whichdemanded obedience. A voice which knew how to make others’ will bend. A quiet fell over everything and there was a bloom of darkness. Like a bleak cloud had just fallen over the camp. Blocking out every hint of light that’d previously come from the moon. Rendering even our refracting eyes nearly blind. There were faint sounds beyond the door of this hut. I heard other doors crashing through the forest and into the camp. Moments before a dark shadow filled the open doorway. Twisting to see off to my left, I could just glimpse the huge frame moving into the hut. Who now? Things were already about as bad as they could get. I already imagined that it was
“Thank you, Draven.” I stepped out onto the dirt and limped toward them. “Thanks to all of you for coming.” “We look out for our own.” Draven crossed his arms over his chest to give me an unreadable look. Saying I’m part of their pack. There was something touching in hearing that after feeling like an outsider for so long. As we stood there nodding to each other lights bloomed in the trees around us and people cupping bits of moonlight in their palms began easing from the dark shadows of the trees. “Everyone that tried to escape was brought down.” A large man with long hair announced. I gave him a quizzical look before realizing he was talking to someone behind me. Killian. “Mages...” “Mages.” “The Guild!” Members of the Asara Pack were whispering. There was growling and Draven was turning to eye them all closing in. “What is this, Vanna Rae?” He demanded. Looking fierce
That night we scattered to the emptied huts. I had no time to even look at the others. As soon as the strange ceremony was finished and wolves began to scatter to obey their new King of Alphas, I was pulled backward into the hut we’d still been standing in the doorway of. Racer kicked the door closed and all three sets of eyes landed on me. I sighed. A bit nervous that their aggression might be more than I could take tonight after the violent beating I’d endured. “Be gentle, Lovers.” I breathed. Waving them toward me. They nodded gravely. Knowing how careful they would have to be. All of them nearly shook with expectation. The pink haze of the Mating Moon was now in full effect, and it was reflected in the hardened arousal of my mates. I bid Vanquish to me and he dropped to his knees before me. Lifting me over his bent knees to settle down on him. Hunter slid in behind me. Crossing his knees next to Vanquish’s a
Racer’s fists dug into my hair. Pulling my face harder against him. But this time he brought me against the base of him. Pressing so far into my throat I couldn’t breathe. “Ah. Ah. Ahhh.” He too shuddered with pleasure. His head falling back, and his entire body angled toward my face in offering as his nerve endings exploded with life. I licked along his length. Coaxing the last few drops out of him until he too yelped in objection because he was so overly sensitive from his rough climax. He stumbled backward and dropped to the floor. Lying on his back as spent as his brother. But Vanquish was staring at me. His green eyes unblinking. Unwilling to allow me from his sight for even a moment. The intensity of him was nearly overwhelming. With his brothers out of the way he rolled us over. Hooking my thigh with his knee and turning me onto all fours, aligning him with me still. He re-entered me. Flexing through me. His power evide
The morning was chilly and there was a knock at my door very early. Hunter rolled to his feet from before me. Walking barefoot to pull open the door. Heedless of the fact that he was entirely naked. I lifted my head enough to see Killian was there. I moved to rise but Vanquish’s arm draped over me kept me from going anywhere. “It’s time.” He murmured from the doorway. “Get dressed.” “Time to fight?” “Not you.” Aviari joined Killian near the doorway, staying just from view. Unwilling to glimpse me in here with my mates. Even though my nakedness was shielded by Racer lying between us and the door. Killian glanced at him to the side of the doorway then back at me. “You’re going ahead to find the next camp for us…To track the NightHunter.” “What are you going to do?” I asked warily. “We’re going to confront the beast after us.” Killian said blandly. I could feel the rise of Aviari’s glee at
Just then Hunter scampered up to us. “I got his line.” “Which way.” “Headed North.” “Toward the WildWood?” Vanquish asked in surprise. “He must be thinking if he can make it there, we won’t follow him in.” Racer suggested. “We can’t.” Vanquish agreed. “Not with the wolf-hunting-Roamer there.” “What’s that?” I asked. “A troll. I think.” Racer murmured. “A giant. He hunts anything with fur and ears that seems like it might be a wolf.” “Why?” “It’s said that a vicious mage cursed him to forever be trying to destroy the Moontower Mob.” I gave him a questioning look. “Really?” Vanquish groaned. “Memory loss.” I tapped my head pointedly. “There was a castle beyond the WildWood-” “It’s still there.” Hunter injected. “I’ve glimpsed its ramparts now and then.” “Truly?” Even Racer looked surprised. And he’s usually the historian amongst us. V