Novel & Cerita The Foxhole Court

Fire told them. “If we can safely take the pup?” Someone asked. “Then take her but not if it will call attention, we hafta to keep our presence unknown.” They did a final rundown and made their way into the Shadow. In the Cabin, “Max please, I don’t get a good feeling from that Russian Alpha.” Courtney curled her lip at the memory of the video conference. “The way he kept staring at River, I know he’s going to hurt her.” She shivered.

When I finally heard him, my blood ran cold. “Come here foxy fox. Come here, foxy fox. I wanna play some more.” Did my green eyes really give me away as the Fox, or was it a coincidence, because he seemed to like to give nicknames to the people he harassed? I sat in that tree for what seemed like forever. Besides my heartbeat, I heard nothing and saw nothing of Ezra.

He wants his mate to be a werewolf like him, that’ll understand pack life and pack politics, have all his pups, and play house. Not a stupid fox. Not me. “Well, we foxes are a different caliber than werewolves!” I shot back in frustration. I desperately look away from his body, trying not to be swayed by him. Instead, I breathe in his scent and I feel a bit antsy. “We’re not exclusive.”

My sister was on her knees beside me sucking on my cock. I stood and bent my sister over against the table. She pulled her dress up, baring her ass to me. Her hands guided my cock into her cunt. She pushed back against me and soon we were fucking like old familiar lovers. When she came she screamed my name. When I came I'm sure I sounded like a male lion. The judge banged the gavel down and said, "Case dismissed. Get the fuck out of my court."

It was almost tragic I needed to have it end. Bursting through the bushes I leaped onto her tail pinning her to the ground. She turned snapping back at me her little needle teeth trying to sink into my fur to reach my skin. Cute try love. I laughed. Andre, cleaners here? Yep. Bring a carrier and some clothes for me. This is going to get messy. Damn, putting your mate in a carrier? They were designed for pups who got out of control but they’d hold a fox just fine too. She kept trying to wiggle out never tiring only hissing and snarling which might have been intimidating for a rabbit but this was just sad.

"Attorney at law." The words hang in the air between us—me and my reflection, me and the wolf, me and myself. They're true and false at once, a perfect summation of the life I've built on half-truths and careful omissions. I am Mara Wolfe, attorney at law. I am also something else, something that has no place in conference rooms and courthouses, something that belongs to the night and the moon and the wild. I press my fingertips to the control panel, entering the code that will release the lock. The mechanical sound of the bolt sliding back is loudly human, loudly civilized. I need that noise, need that reminder of the world waiting beyond this basement, beyond this moment of vulnerability.

Derek asked. Being bored out of my mind with my pathetic sisters. “I’m looking around my closet trying to figure out what to where tonight. My girlfriends and I are going to go out tonight.” Chastity and Caitlin looked at Chelsea like the liar she was. “How about you ditch them to go to The Fox Hole with your husband?” he said in a deep sexy tone. “What’s The Fox Hole?” “It’s a club between New York and Jersey. Very exclusive. You’ll love it.” “Sounds good. What’s the dress code?”