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I asked, and he sighed, looking away. "The shifter world is more complicated than you think. The companies that make the suppressants are the same companies that make the blockers. They exist as a way to protect and destroy," he explained, and that confused me even more than the whole debacle. "What does that even mean? When shifters commit crimes that are horrible, they are put on these medications to destroy their glands, and they are stripped of their ability to release pheromones. It's a sort of crippling." He looked grim as he spoke.

The prison, which initially boasted only two noticeable shifters, suddenly spawned two more, but in a bad stroke of luck, the newest ones shared a cell. How to arrange an incident without a witness? Taking them both out with the drug smuggled in past oblivious guards was doable, but how believable would a dual accident seem? Was it time to add a new scenario to the list? Waiting for an opportunity to strike meant letting the filthy animals live. Letting them wear a mask of humanity. Hiding amongst them, waiting for their chance to harm the unsuspecting. Something had to be done, but overreaching wouldn't achieve that goal. Sticking to the current plan would have to do for the moment. Perhaps

I laugh as I keep walking. "That's where you're wrong. You are here because I need you. I'm not going to play with you. I'm going to take all of your blood and mix it with the blood of all the other shifters here. Once I have the blood from everyone, I have a special potion to combine it and create a super shifter. It will be the first of its kind," I explain as they all look at me in horror. "What do you mean by a super shifter?" Sydney asks me. I have a soft spot for her after watching her kill Doug, so I'll kill her last.

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

"If he's gonna make it I could use your help getting him home, before he bleeds out!" A moment of hesitation was all Ezekiel got this time, before his brothers all moved back into the shadows and De-Shifted. The change from Shifter to man, or as his people called it De-Shifting; was always accompanied by an intense blast of energy all along a Shifters skin. Most felt it like a hot wave across the skin and face, which is exactly what Ezekiel felt cascaded across the still night air, times three. Sharp heat prickled across his skin, as he watched his three brothers meld from one shape into another.

The day I was deemed a mere human. You see, we are shifters. In the year 3120, the supernatural world rose and took over the human world. Slowly the humans decreased and the shifters became the dominant races. When people used to think of shifters they would assume it was a human-wolf hybrid that could change with the full moon.

by the end of the day they would know what I was. They all wore black suits, each one smart and clean, How you do is known about the dragon kings, most powerful shifters in the city. you are either loyal to them, or you were dead. they tended not to give people second chances, don't break the rules and you'll be fine. only I have broken them all, I kept myself hidden, off the radar, breaking the highest rule. all supernaturals must be vetted, they had to go before the dragon kings, Asking for entrance into the city. Only, I didn't do this, to them I don't exist, to them I'm dangerous. could they tell I wasn't a normal person, could they tell I was a super too?

The Paradigm Shifter screamed in a voice that existed outside linear time, and I felt its function pulling into my consciousness even as it fought to maintain its grip on local spacetime. This absorption was harder than the Grief Weaver. More complex. The code that defined a Paradigm Shifter was deeply woven into reality's structure, and pulling it out meant unraveling pieces of causality itself. FUNCTION paradigm_shifter_class_b EXTENDS anomaly_base { INTENT_TYPE: confusion, disorientation, loss_of_certainty REALITY_OVERRIDE: physics_negotiable, causality_flexible PURPOSE: test_player_adaptability + demonstrate_system_malleability ADMIN_LEVEL: elevated } Elevated admin level. That was new.

Lazarus brings the spice to the process- his sounds, his dirty talk and his praise. Yet, despite his animalistic and rough handling of my body, Lazarus is gentle. I can feel he's holding himself back, probably for fear he might hurt me. If only he knew how vicious and brutal cat shifters are, he wouldn't stand near those freaks even if he didn't try to restrain himself.