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she said, showing us another image. This image was that of a crouched figure on eight legs out of which four were arms and four legs. Two heads were extended out of a single neck and the body was stretched and curved into the shape of a wolf. “I would like my chimera to look strong so I am hoping the experiment doesn’t fail but if it malfunctions and you take this form, know that I would still love you. You are my greatest weapon after all,” she said with a deadly smile as she finally stepped towards us and banged our heads next to each other’s.

No sooner does the shadowy apparition pass, than the plumed bird ignites the desiccated vamp carcasses with lightning strikes, powderizing them into fading sparks and ensuring there’s no regeneration or rising again. Evidently, that’s still not enough to sate the alpha’s bloodlust though. Amid the battling weres on the ground, a genuine seven-tailed kitsune accomplishes the same thing as the lightning bird overhead. Imbued with fire, it zips and darts agilely in the wake of the were ranks, dancing flames leaping from its nimble feet, multiple tails and flickering along its coat, finishing off any wounded vamps and cremating any remains with explosive bursts of licking flames.

He hadn't demanded that the two mikos lead him to the Lord of the South, but he knew now that it would be better for him to let things be. On the ground, stretching out in front of Augustin's feet were the shadows of nine tails swaying behind each of the mikos. The silhouettes of the animal ears above the heads of the two women left no doubt about their identity. He had just received confirmation that these two priestesses were much more than they appeared. So it wasn't a welcoming committee that the Lord of the South had sent him, but a warning. "I thought the Kyubi no kitsune (nine-tailed foxes) only served the god Inari," Augustin declared in a falsely peaceful voice.

I ask, raising my eyebrow at him, but he only blinks and shakes his head again. “No, Lily, that woman is an actual fox, not a werewolf. Can’t you see her tails? There must be a reason there’s a bind on her tongue, and it cannot be a good thing, especially if her father had it done to her.” I look at Fenriz and his wife again, but this time, my eyes switch to silver and my heart races when I see what Konstantin means. Umiko had seven tails, and the spirit surrounding her seems to have its claws embedded deep in Fenriz’s lower back.

She felt him poke his finger at her ass crack. She could feel the volcano eruption of lust bubbling inside. Then he started licking up and down her ass crack, sticking his tongue against her butthole, she grinded on his face, her hands reached out to grab his hair roughly A muffled grunt escaped his mouth as his licking and slurping sounds filled up the whole kitchen. A loud scream left Lilith's mouth as he suddenly plunged two fingers into her cunt while his tongue was still deep inside her ass crack, that was all it took to fully unlock the slutty side of her that she never knew existed.

Panic hits me through the bond, panic not just for me but for our pup, too. “Destinee, the pup? Please tell me it is ok?” Tears line his beautiful green eyes and I sigh, reaching up to touch his cheek and he leans into it. I go to speak when Fenrir chuckles as he squats down in front of us. “Titus, the females in our line can shift while pregnant. Your pup is safe and unharmed. If you have a girl, she will hold power. I am the only male in our bloodline that has power. It truly is the women who hold true power, that is why women rule the world.” He says with a laugh and I feel my cheeks heat at his words.

The woman smiled. “I’m curious to know what you can offer in return.” Zander didn’t best around the bush. The woman opened her right hand, in it contained a small obsidian orb, it was dark and attractive, it even let out glow but the energy emanating from it was very profound. Kitsune inadvertently let’s out a loud gasps as she sees this. “Master..” She mumbled but one glance from her Master made her swallow any protests. Zander noticed the small exchange between the pair, Kitsune’s reaction caused him to be curious about what the orb is. “And what is this?”

Maybe the stories aren’t all that far off when they say Kitsune is a spirit. “We can work on it. Find ways to curb Kitsune’s blood lust. Anything else she likes? Or something you do that you can focus on instead?” I offered. A sly smile played across her lips. “We?” she asked. I chuckled. “Of everything you focused on that word.” I sighed.

He thought for a second, smiled at his hunch and renamed her contact. Kitsune is who she is! A dodgy red demon with a fan of tails. A werewolf who creates illusions indistinguishable from reality. From that moment on, he called it that only - Kitsune, Kit. Both the kitten and the Japanese fox shifter were all about that name.

She wore a white and gold trench coat with a gray cotton shirt and white pants and open toed sandals. A smell similar to a combination of cedar and lavender wafted in Kronos’s nose. This woman must be of the Ryoharu Kitsune Tribe. The Kitsune were known assassins, sneaky, intelligent, and masters at deception. Kronos looked at the other female who looked to be a few winters older than Kronos. She had a narrow face with a cleft chin. She had long silver hair that was braided. She was tall, standing at least six foot nine, and burly for a woman. She wore a scowl that Kronos suspected was usual for her.