RHETT Two vehicles came to collect us in under an hour and transported us through the vast territory of MacTire and up to the castle entrance. The grey walls and medieval style of the castle gave me a sense of solace. I had truly missed this place. Travis and Josiah stood there waiting to greet us and welcome me home. Stepping out of the vehicle, my hands once again begin to shake until I lay eyes on Leneve, the sight of her calms me somewhat. Still, my mind and heart are at war again as my gaze turns to Travis. I couldn’t lie to him. Keeping a secret that involved him was as good as lying. Especially one this prominent. “It's been months old man,” Josiah a werebear, and the beta of MacTire as well as my closest friend, greets me, clapping me on the shoulder and pulling me in for a quick hug. He quickly releases me and greets Mason then Finn. Josiah had been friends with Mason since they were cubs. Their friendship spanned long before I had ever come on the scene. The two had grown

RHETTI didn’t go back to sleep. Didn’t even bother trying. Instead, I went for a run, pulling on the strength of the knight to give me inhuman speed.Strangely enough, I felt stronger. Faster. More aware of my surroundings. Each sense heightened more than usual. I felt like a wolf. Or at least what I imagined my friends felt like when they shifted and ran through the woods.It was invigorating, to say the least, and I only stopped when I reached one of the outposts. I took a seat on the bench outside the little hut. There was no guard here tonight, that or he was patrolling. I pulled a lighter and my smokes from my pants pocket and lit it. Taking a deep satisfying drag of the tobacco stick. And watched as the smoke I blew out lifted into the air and dissipated.With the next drag, I made smoke rings.“You’re getting stronger Rhett.” I was so absorbed in watching the smoke rise and the tranquility of the mountain that I hadn’t even heard Travis sneak up on me. That was concerning. “I

RHETT I see just what Mason was yelling about. Leneve lay in my arms as the others fought off the demon dogs. The nightmare horses amazingly had backed off but not too far. The creature that came from the shadows I now recognize as Senko’s children – Changelings. They jump and attack every spiked and ravenous hellhound they can sink their teeth into. With long claw-like nails, pale grey skin, mustard-colored eyes, and sharp little pointy teeth they move through the air like creatures of the night, sinking their tiny fangs into the hounds, killing them instantly. Finn, Mason, and the twin Lycans together, chop down as many as they can until the demon dog’s numbers deplete and they retreat. Running with whimpers as the Changelings chase them off. We all stand and watch, wondering what our next move is. Wondering what their next move is. Out of nowhere a large silver net with sparks of currents traveling through it is thrown over Finn. He roars out in pain and anger, violently tryin

RHETTHow was it possible that of all the shifters in the realm - we run into fucking Oliver of all wolves! Then again, that shouldn’t surprise me. he was like a bad stain on my favorite white shirt. You just couldn’t get rid of the fucker.It shouldn’t surprise me that he had information and knowledge about the dagger and the tree of life. I realize that information came from Petra, or rather Senko’s files. Oliver's involvement made me uneasy. Nothing was ever straightforward when he was involved, and I was well aware of his cunningness and games. He wasn’t to be trusted.As for Petra, I had suspected she had been the raven. What surprised me, and again, another reason I had a gut feeling things were about to go south, was that she had been with Oliver this whole time.I could sense the truth when the two of them reasoned why they wanted to help. But there still had to be an ulterior motive for Oliver's willingness to lend a hand. Not excludingI could only imagine what he had gotten

RHETT I could always remember how Jonda felt. One time with her and I never felt another woman the same. Until Leneve. It was the sight of watching my cock covered in her juices, sliding in and out of her impossibly tight canal that had my heart pounding. The look in her eyes as she came made me want to mark her. I couldn’t. I wanted to. Gods did I want to! Never again would I place a mark on a woman again. Never. But I did want to see her pussy dripping with my seed. And I had intended to. It took everything I had to pull out her because the idea of her swollen with my child… that thought had me feeling things. Things I didn’t want to feel, and those feelings scared me. I claimed her hard and fast, owning her and it wasn’t until I emptied myself on Leneve and stepped back to admire what a beautiful mess I had made of her; did I see the blood smeared on her leg. I fucked her to prove a point. Also, because I wanted her, and she invited me. How was I supposed to say no? I told