Dark Desires

Dark Desires, whole book.

Dark Desires

A Legacy Pack Nove

A big thank you to my husband! Without his encouragement this book would have never gotten finished. Thank you to Shawn, for being a bouncing board for cheering me on after every step. Especially for all the ideas and input you provided; I feel like this book is half yours! Also thank you to all those who I told, about this book, and said that they were interested. Without any of you none of this would have happened.

1

Stalking through the woods, Nakoma was on the heels of her kill with Qaletaqa and Kajika on her flanks. They slowly and methodically closed in on the deer. Kajika, true to his name was as silent as a grave, Qaletaqa on the other hand, well let’s just say even though he is the Alpha he isn’t the quietest wolf in the pack. Nakoma embodied the perfect hunter; patient, quiet, methodical, ready for anything, expecting everything. Having a solution and a plan for every situation, as any Alpha female would. Qaletaqa stepped on a branch and alerted the deer to their presence. It took off at an incredible pace. Nakoma let out a howl and took off after the deer. Kajika lived for the chase. If he could be in wolf form and run and chase everyday he would. They chased for about a mile before they leaped for the kill. Nakoma lunged for the deer's neck and ripped out his throat. Qaletaqa gazed upon his magnificent mate with such love and admiration that he almost forgot to eat. When a werewolf finds his mate, it is an uncontrollable insatiable love. It completely takes over. Qaletaqa was so lucky to have found his mate at such a young age. He had met Nakoma before his first transition. He knew they were destined to be together.

In the tribe they belonged to, the werewolf gene is passed on from generation to generation. Puberty means a whole other thing to his people, not only does their human form mature and start changing but that is when their wolf also matures. The first change happens on a full moon but is completely voluntary and controllable from there. From a very young age his people know what they are, what they will become. It is no surprise when the first change happens. They are true werewolves. The boys of the tribe often take bets on who will change first, and talk about who will be the best wolf.

After devouring the deer, they headed back to the house where the others were waiting for them to return. The three of them had just gotten back from an important business trip and needed to run and hunt in their wolf forms. Qaletaqa was not only the Alpha of his pack but a very successful financial adviser. A position that does not seem odd to travel with his spouse and a bodyguard, the role which Kajika filled excellently, not only was he the quietest wolf but he was the sneakiest bastard Qaletaqa knew. Magnificent fighter as well. He could kill you with just a look sometimes.

They lived in the mountains of northern Georgia, close to the town of Ellijay. The estate spanned 15 square miles, room enough for the massive house and plenty of room for the wolves to run and hunt. The property was fenced in and highly secured. Their secret could not be found out. If the wolves were discovered they would be hunted and killed like mere animals, when they are so much more than senseless killing machines.

The newly mated Beta pair were not where to be found. Bidzill and Luyu were undoubtedly locked inside their room doing what newly mated werewolves do. Having crazy insane s*x. The pair had only come out of their suite to eat, Bidzill had put pack business on the back burner for now, but all that was about to change.

Demothi and Taima were wrestling over the T.V. remote, so typical. Demothi wanted to watch football where Taima wanted to watch whatever action movie was on. Zene and Orenda, the other pack females were on the deck practicing their fighting skills. The females always took fighting more seriously than the males of pack. The males were naturals at fighting and everything came naturally. The females are often smaller but incredibly fast and strong because they practice so frequently. The women are fiercely protective and will always go to battle first. For those who don't know the pack it seems like a bad move but those who do know they are up for the fight of their lives.

It wasn’t always that way though. Qaletaqa and Nakoma left their tribe and created their own pack because Nakoma’s father was a very oppressive Alpha, he took control of the tribe and killed anyone who opposed his leadership. He would not let the women do anything besides cook and raise children. When Qaletaqa found Nakoma she was a quiet timid young woman. Qaletaqa saw who she truly was and desperately wanted her to see it. He was the rowdiest least submissive boy in the entire tribe. Nakoma’s father did not approve of Qaletaqa’s affections for his daughter. That didn’t faze him though, as he started seeing Nakoma she started coming into who she truly was. He brought out the things in her that she never thought were in her.

Bidzill and Luyu were in the shower when they heard the knocking.

“Bidzill, open up we need to talk.”

“Go away I’m busy” Bidzill yelled as he kissed Luyus neck tenderly in the shower.

“Bid you should get that.” whispered Luyu as Bidzill slid his hand down her lean slick body.

“And leave you all hot and bothered? I don’t think so. I’m not letting go of you”

“Bidzill that’s not a request, it’s an order. Be in the office in 5 min and if you aren’t there, I will break down this door and drag you there, naked and unwilling or clothed and of your own volition. 5 minutes Bid. 5 not 20. It’s important.” Qaletaqa walked away shaking his head.

Bidzill slammed his fist into the shower tile and broke a few.

“Dammit babe. I never want to leave your side.”

“Bid we are the Beta pair. We have duties, we belong to a pack. I love you, but Qaletaqa sounded serious if he is interrupting our time it has to be important. Besides I’ll reward you later for performing your Beta duties.”

And with that Bidzill had the shower off and both of them wrapped in a towel within seconds. They dried off, dressed and headed to the second-floor office. Everyone was waiting in the office that overlooked the massive stone driveway. As they walked, they were met with amused stares.

Demothi looked at their wet hair and said “Oh they do come apart. They aren’t inseparable after all.”

“Demothi zip it this is not the time.” Qaletaqa chided

“Oh, come on, you haven’t been here this week to see them attached to each other like they are Siamese twins or something.”

Luyu glared at him and chimed in “Just wait until you are mated. Let me know how easy it is to be apart from your mate.”

“ME?! Mated? Yeah right, I will never mate. The SAME girl every night…” Demothi was cut off by a pen being hurled towards his head.

“Demothi zip it!” Qaletaqa demanded, “we have a problem. Matchitehew [Nakomas father] is trying to find us. My contacts in New York let me know that they have heard things, there are rumors that Matchitehew is looking for us. We left on bad terms a long time ago and have worked hard to cover our tracks and hide our whereabouts for a long time. He has, well, I don’t know how to put this guys.” he sat down at his desk and put his head in his hands. Nakoma rubbed his shoulders in support. “He, uh, he has turned everyone against us and the whole tribe has become Skinwalkers. Those who did not want to become Skinwalkers were murdered. They have become very dangerous; he doesn’t know where we are yet. But he may find us soon. We need to be diligent, stay inside the borders of our estate. Unless it is absolutely necessary. We will go get supplies and food for about a month tomorrow.”

The pack was in shock. They knew one day Matchitehew would come for them one day, but they were secretly hoping this day would never come. Everyone had their reasons for leaving the tribe. Qaletaqa worked hard to find this land and to be able to provide for his people, to keep them safe. It is the job of the Alpha to keep his pack safe and he had the perfect mate to help him overcome any trial. Nakoma was stubborn, determined, strong, and fierce. She was his match in every way.

Zene started shaking, both of her parents were murdered by Matchitehew when she was only 10. She is the youngest wolf in the pack now at 21 she has lived with a deep-rooted fear of Matchitehew, she jumped at the chance to leave with Qaletaqa, Nakoma took Zene under her wing and taught her everything she knew as if they were sisters. She is everyone's little sister in the pack, Taima pulled her close and wrapped her in his arms.

“I shouldn’t be afraid. I don’t know why I am shaking so bad. We have fought worse people. Worse creatures than HIM.” Zene said with a certain disgust to her tone.

“We have fought worse people than my father, yes, but this is close to our hearts. This is all our pasts. My father has destroyed all our lives. Everyone we loved is gone. Matchitehew has gone to the evilest of evils and wants to destroy us. WE are all we have. I WILL NOT let anything happen to anyone. When he finds us, we will be ready. We will call on our allies if we need too but my father will not win this war.”

2

Kajika and Orenda made their way to the massive garage where the brand new 2019 black Toyota 4Runner, Kajikas favorite car to drive and go exploring/off roading in.

“First one to the car drives!” Before Orenda even finished Kajika started running.  “Cheater!! Get back here!”

Kajika got into the car and locked the doors

“Open up Kaji, open up before I get in there and make you pay for cheating.”

“I didn’t cheat I merely got a head start. I don’t cheat. Cheating is nasty and vile. I simply started running before you,”

“Yeah because you know you would never win in a fair race. You know I’m the fastest wolf in the pack”

“So, by default any race you are in is a cheat.” Kajika smile wryly.

“Shut up and unlock the door.”

“Ok, ok don’t get your panties in a wad.”

Kajika unlocked the door and they headed to town.

“I’m hungry, do you wanna get a burger?”

“Kaji you are always hungry. You never stop eating.”

“Hey I’m a wolf, I need a lot of food to sustain me.”

“Ok fine, stop at Hardees before we get to Ingles.”

The shopping trip itself was uneventful. They got almost $2500.00 of food. Feeding 9 wolves for a month is expensive. They eat like there is no tomorrow. Werewolves can eat up to 6 meals a day. That’s a hefty grocery bill.

Kajika and Orenda loaded up the car and headed home. Orenda was feeling paranoid and was suspicious of every car that was behind them.

“Do you think Matchitehew knows where we are?” asked Orenda

“No, we just found out he is looking for us, there is no way he knows where we are. We are in the middle of the Appalachian Mountains. If Qaletaqa just found out he is looking for us we have a while. He is probably sniffing around New York since that is where Taq’s office is.”

“I just get concerned because we don’t know how long Matchitehew has been looking for us.”

“We will find him first Orenda. I promise.”

When they got back to the estate, Zene looked at all the food and said “Wow guys did you buy the whole store? You look like you’re set to feed a small army for a year at sea.”

“We are a small army, Zene.” Demothi cracked off.

Everyone came to help bring in the food with a laugh. Well everyone besides Bidzill was laughing.

“Oh, come on Bid lighten up.” chimed in Luyu.

“I would rather be carrying you inside to our bed. But Matchitehew has to come along and f**k it all up. That bastard needs to disappear in an eternal fashion. I don’t want to play his games.”

“Thanks for bringing down the mood Sir Grumpy Pants.” groaned Taima.

“I would be less grumpy if this happened any other time than right after our mating… Luyu and I need our time for our bond to fully establish.”

“It will Bid. Now hurry your happy butt up so we can go back to bed for the rest of the day. And we can spend ALL afternoon working on that.”

“Oh, come on guys, it’s bad enough that we hear you when you are locked in your room. Can we please not hear it when you’re around everyone else.” Demothi whined.

Bidzill punched him in the shoulder as if to say, “just you wait”

The mating bond between werewolves was something that was unbreakable and incredible once fully established. The bond starts to form when the mating ceremony happens. Once two wolves are fully bonded, not only can they sense and feel the others emotions, but they can communicate through it. They can talk to each other through the bond, which really comes in handy in wolf form when fighting or if someone is in danger. The bond just takes times to fully mature. For most mated wolves it takes about a month after the mating ceremony to fully be established. Each pair is different. Some mated pairs have fully bonded in a week while some other wolves in rare cases take 2 months to fully bond.

For Bidzill and Luyu is has been just under three weeks. And Bidzill is getting anxious. With Matchitehew looking for them there is no time to waste. He wanted, no needed to be fully one with Luyu, his mate, his soul, his lifeline. She was everything to him. He found her when she had first transitioned. And he fell for her wolf, she was stunning in wolf form, well she was stunning in human form too, but man her wolf. She was a dark chocolate brown wolf with a red shimmer. She looked magnificent.

After all the food and supplies were brought in Luyu jumped on Bidzills back and whispered sensually, “Take me. Take me to bed right now. You can do WHATEVER you want to me.”

Bidzill ran as fast as he could to their room without hurting or jostling Luyu too much. When he reached their room, he threw open the door, pulled Luyu around him so they were face to face. Luyu wrapped her legs around Bidzill and raked her hands through his black shoulder length hair pulling him in for a tight embrace and kiss. Bidzill slowly walked to their bed and lowered her down. Luyu rubbed against his rock-hard erection driving him crazy. Without care for their clothes, he ripped off Luyus purple tank top and black booty shorts. All that remained was a lacy sexy black bra and thong set. She gazed up at him and he saw the love and need in her eyes. Hey threw off his black shirt and sweats, he was of course commando. He never wore boxers with his sweatpants. His c**k sprang to life, Luyu licked her lips as she looked over his perfectly chiseled body. This man was a god. She slowly and sensually got on her knees and moved towards his large c**k. She drew it into her mouth to drive him even more crazy. Through gritted teeth he bit out “Luyu I need to be inside you.”

She let his c**k out of her mouth and said, “But you are” and gave him a wink.

“Babe, not what I meant, I need your wet hot p***y wrapped around my cock.”

“Is that so?” she leaned back and spread her legs open to him. Her thong laid perfectly on her soaking wet p***y and at the sight Bidzill pushed the tiny lacy fabric aside and slowly entered her. Pumping slowly at first, he kissed Luyu tenderly and his speed increased his kiss grew more passionate. Bidzill didn't want anything between them and ripped the delicate fabric off her body.

Luyu bit his lip in protest, “HEY! That was expensive I liked that one.”

“I’ll buy you ten more to replace it, but this bra… it needs to go. I need your breasts against my chest.”

He started to reach for it and she slapped his hand away. He stopped pumping his c**k into her and she groaned in protest.

“I like this bra you aren’t ruining it.”

“But it’s so sexy and stimulating to get up and see your clothes in shreds on the floor after making love to you. It kind of riles me up again.” She unclasped her bra and flung it across the room.

“Is that so? Well I will have to come up with a different way to get you all statuesque again.” When he saw her breasts and perky n*****s, he slammed into her and pulled her up to him so she was sitting on him. He hugged her tight as he moved her up and down.

“Yes, that’s so. You gonna get all creative on me love?”

“Maybe, shut up and kiss me.” Their mouths were together before she took another breath. Luyu pushed him down and she was riding him, her perfect breasts bouncing with every move. Bidzill liked this view, he was not a man to submit, but his woman, man he would do anything she asked or demanded. He was her slave.

“Touch me.” she breathed out. He immediately started rubbing her c**t and her orgasm erupted like a volcano. As soon as her p***y tightened around his c**k he exploded in response. She collapsed on his chest, keeping him tight inside her.

“I love you.” He sweetly whispered in her ear. They fell asleep like that, his arms around her waist.

They slept there for an hour or so, Bidzill woke up first and moved his angel off of him. He got up to start a hot bath for them. Luyu woke to the smell of jasmine, her favorite bubble bath. She got up and walked over to the adjoined bathroom and saw Bidzill turn off the water. He got in first and pulled her on his lap. He washed her with all the care you would take with a newborn baby, making sure nowhere was left untouched.

3

After Bidzill and Luyu went to their room, Zene went to her office and sat down at her massive computer setup. She was the tech expert and could hack anything, even the supposedly non-hackable. She really was a genius, in the tech world. Taima walked in behind her asking her what she was up to. She looked at him coldly and said, “I’m going to find the bastard before he finds us.”

“Ok how can I help?”

“Call Qaletaqas contact, I need to know everything he knows.”

“Can do.” He pulled out his phone and called Zeth. The phone only rang once.

“Yeah, hey Zeth, oh ok well. Ok no problem” and the call was over.

Zene looked at him confused, “Well that was quick.”

“Umm yeah Zeth just boarded his plane, he is coming here and he is bringing a team with him. I gotta go tell Taq. Zeth was going to call when he landed.”

“Wait a minute, Zeth is coming here?”

“Yeah apparently.”

“And he is bringing a team? What does that even mean?”

“I don’t know, you are the tech guru, look him up.”

“You know I don’t dig things up on our allies.”

“Good point, I gotta go find Qaletaqa.” Taima left the room.

Qaletaqa was in the kitchen making a quesadilla, “Dude are you ever not eating?”

“I’m nowhere near as bad as Demothi, he is always snacking.”

“Hey I have a high metabolism, it's not my fault I’m always hungry.” Demothi yelled form the living room through a mouthful of chips.

“Taq, I got some news for you.”

“What’s up Taima?”

“Zeth is on his way here with a team.”

“Wait what?”

“Zene went to her office to try to track down Matchitehew and she asked me to call him and find out what he knows, I called him and he said they were on their way and to please tell you. He was planning on calling you when he landed, but since I called, he figured I could just tell you. I didn’t know he knew where we lived.”

“Zeth knows everything. He is the closest thing to family next to you guys. Well, guess we'll find out what he knows when he gets here. There must be something going on for him to come with his security team without calling me first.”

“Security team?” Taima asked confused.

Kajika walked in at that moment.  “I hope Sicarius comes too. That dude is awesome.”

“Yes Taima, Zeth has a team that is highly trained, he has to, he knows pretty much everything about everyone. They are trained to kill. Not just humans but every living being on this planet. You do not want to f**k with him, or those he cares about.”

“I knew he was a badass, I just didn’t know about his team.” said Taima with a tone of astonishment.

“I wonder why he is coming; it must be important.” Nakoma said almost to herself.

“What was that love?”

“Oh, nothing I was just thinking out loud. Wondering why he would come here instead of just calling and talking to you.”

“Well whatever it is we need to really cautious. No one leaves the estate, and I mean NO ONE.”

Nakoma sent out a message to everyone in the pack, “Zeth is coming with his team something is happening. No one leaves. That is not a request, that is an order.”

Everyone was on edge. Kajika didn’t even have any snarky comments or comebacks to anything. He just sat on the couch and stared out the window as if expecting an attack. Zene kept working in her office trying to find information on Matchitehew. Taima sat in her office with her. Bidzill and Luyu hadn’t looked at their phones and had no idea what was going on. Kajika and Orenda were in the kitchen getting everything ready for dinner, burgers and bratwurst tonight. Kajika was cutting onions and tomatoes, while Orenda cooked the bacon and made mac and cheese. Nakoma and Qaletaqa were manning the grill, well Qaletaqa was grilling and Nakoma was standing at the edge of the deck drinking coffee.

Dinner was almost ready. Bidzill was drawn out of his room by the aroma of mac and cheese, his favorite food next to steak. Luyu on the other hand smelled the bacon and ran past Bidzill yelling over her shoulder “There’s only one thing can separate us, and that is bacon. Race you to the kitchen.”

“Oh, it’s on sweetie.” Bid yelled back with a playfully menacing growl.

They both bolted down the hall laughing and goading each other on. Luyu won by a step.

“Cheater.”

“Cheater? ME? I think you are mistaken.”

“You called the race on when you were already ahead of me. If it were a fair race I would have won.”

“Oh, you think so?” They both walked in the kitchen smiling and giggle like school girls. The atmosphere in the kitchen was completely different. It was thick and the tension was palpable.

“Umm, what’s going on?” Bidzill inquired

“Have you not looked at your phone, dude?” Demothi asked

“No, it’s been dead a while. Just tell me what’s going on.”

Zene was the one who answered, “Zeth is coming here with his security team.”

Luyu interrupted then, “What? Why? Why would he come here…?”

“I called him to get some info that would help Zene track down Matchitehew and all he said was he was boarding a plane and coming here with a team, no other information was given. He asked me to tell Taq and the call was over.”

“That can’t be good.” said Bidzill sadly

“No, it can’t which is why I text everyone. Keep your phone charged, on and on your person. No one is leaving the estate until we know what’s going on.” Nakoma stated with the utmost authority. “He should be here soon probably within a couple hours. Now let’s eat before it all gets cold”

It was an hour and a half before Zeth showed up at the gates. He had his own security code that sent Qaletaqa a message that he had arrived. The head and leaders of his security also had their own codes. A few minutes later Zeth walks in with about 13 badass looking motherfuckers. They would look intimidating as hell if you didn’t know them.

“Zeth! So good to see you, Sicarius.” Qaletaqa said in surprise. Sicarius was Zeth’s second in command, his Beta for all intents and purposes. He was always stayed home if Zeth had to go. To keep things in order, and everyone in line.

“Yes, my friend I have come too. It is imperative all our best are here.” Sicarius was a tall dark man, he had a strong Egyptian accent, with long black hair. The man looked like a god. He had 0% body fat; the man was built like a tank. 6‘2” of pure deadly muscle. Zeth on the other hand was built like a Viking, Zeth traced his ancestry all the way back to the first Viking Berserkers. He was about 5’8” pale skin and long flowy blonde hair, shaved sides, with a few braids peaking through.

Zeth finally spoke, “Qaletaqa we need to talk. I wish I were here on happier terms. But I could not wait. I had to see you in person and tell you what we have found out.”

“Of course, let’s go to my office.” Qaletaqa lead the way and Nakoma followed closely behind. Sicarius and the others stayed behind with the pack.

4

Matchitehew was a cruel man. He loathed women and saw them as weak. Although he was chief and was supposed to hold all his people the same, the only woman he saw any worth and value in was his daughter, Nakoma. He cherished his only child. He was very hard on her and even though he did not know how to show it he loved her more than anything. Damn that boy for taking his precious girl away from him. If only he killed him when he had the chance, but that was when Qaletaqa wasn’t even a man yet. Matchitehew was many things but he did not kill children, women and those who opposed him, yes, but children? He could never harm a child, even one as wretched and horrible as Qaletaqa. The boy was so obnoxious and destructive, but the worst of all he thought he was Nakoma’s mate, but that can’t be possible. He was going to kill this boy when he came of age, no questions asked.

It was the eve of Nakoma’s 16th birthday when Qaletaqa took her away from him. He stole his princess, his most prized possession, yes possession, she was his. She did not belong to this foolish boy, but she is gone along with seven other cubs. Qaletaqa took them as well, how dare he. Matchitehew would stop at nothing to find them, and kill every single one of them. He would kill them slowly in front of Nakoma, so she would know who she belonged to. She would mate whom he chose, not this child who thought he was a strong Alpha. No, he, he would save him for last, he would make his death the most painful. This insolent child would pay for what he had done. Matchitehew would not stand for this. This boy had crossed a line and Matchitehew would break one of his rules. He would never dream of it outside of these conditions. He was a man of his word.

He has searched for 10 years already and felt like he was finally making progress. When he made the deal with the witch doctor to become a Skinwalker he had fallen into a deep rage and fallen away from all beliefs of his ancestors. Those loyal to him had taken the step with him. Four years into the search Matchitehew thought he would never see his precious girl again. It was then that he met Xanthor Saeva, a witch doctor from New Orleans, Xanthor promised Matchitehew the world, he said he could make him practically immortal, and infinitely more powerful; he could finally find his daughter. That last promise, oh that last one was the topping on the cake. Xanthor told him he would make them Skinwalkers, at first those loyal to him were weary because they only heard horror stories of Skinwalkers, one person spoke out against it and Matchitehew killed him immediately. These people were nothing to him, not without his daughter. She was all that mattered. He and those loyal agreed to become Skinwalkers. Xanthor summoned a demon and the ritual began. Matchitehew didn’t remember any of the ritual but he knew it was painful and there was now nothing that could stand in his way.

He had to stop thinking about the past.  “Kangee! What have you found?”

“I saw Qaletaqa in New York, he didn’t see me. I was in my raven form.”

“New York? We will head out at first light. We found him Kangee, we finally found the rat bastard who stole my daughter. Prepare the men.”

Kangee was Matchitehew’s most trusted and loyal tribesman. He always was and always will be. He feed on Matchitehew’s cruelty, with each person killed, each woman beaten, each child slapped and disciplined, Kangee’s hatred and disgust for all that is weak grew. He was the perfect beta, and as a Skinwalker thrived he thrived. He had great joy when they met Xanthor Saeva and eagerly volunteered to be first when the offer was given to become a Skinwalker. He was a sick cruel creature and had encouraged Matchitehew to kill Qaletaqa before he was a man. Oh, how Matchitehew wished he had listened now, 10 years into the search. The only reason he didn't kill Qaletaqa when he found him in New York was because he seemed to be surrounded with a security team and Matchitehew would have killed him when he returned.

He was eager to get back to New York to find the insubordinate prick. He actually had a hard on for it. He gained sick pleasure from pain, even just the thought of pain.

“Really Kangee? Put that away.” Mocked Chusi.

“Yes, Chusi really, we know where Qaletaqa is.”

“So that’s the reason for your disgusting erection? You really are a sick person.”

“Oh, I am so much more than just a person, we are practically gods. Doesn’t that make your c**k hard? Knowing you are so much more than a mere human? God it does wonders for me!”

“Umm, yeah obviously.” Chusi walked away to gather and pack his things. He hated what he had become. He loathed Skinwalkers, and here he was, one. He was a survivor, he did whatever was necessary to stay alive, and that meant making Matchitehew happy. He was 17 when Qaletaqa left, he was supposed to go with them but he was taking care of his sick mother when they all left. He had a thing for Zene and wanted to protect her. She was a shy quiet innocent soul. Her parents, god her parents. They were slaughtered in front of her. Chusi and Zene may have been young but he knew from the first time he saw her that they were mates. She may not have known at the time because of the trauma, but he knew and he had to get back to her. He just hoped that she would accept him as he was, this demonic, evil creature of the darkness. For that is truly what he was. He was pure of heart but the things he has done, god the things he had done, he hated himself, but maybe his true mate would be able to love him.

“f*****g p***y, there is something wrong with him.” mumbled Kangee under his breath.

Matchitehew walked up behind Kangee, “He may be a p***y, but he has been loyal.”

“Loyal? Really? He has done the bare minimum to survive and just ride our coattails. I’m sick of it. He needs to die.” Kangee said with a sickeningly evil smile.

“Now Kangee, Chusi has done nothing wrong. And until he does, he stays alive. That is an order, not a request. I may be a cold-hearted bastard but I will not kill one of my own without a reason.”

“He WILL mess up and I WILL kill him!” Little did he know Chusi hadn’t gone far. He had only gone just around the corner, and he heard everything. Chusi knew Kangee didn't like him, but he didn’t know how much. He had to find Qaletaqa before they did and pray that Zene would accept him, she had to, right? If she was his true mate, she had to accept him, she would fall in love with him no matter what he was. Or did it not matter, would she not feel the strength of the bond because he was, well, he was a monster. Chusi’s internal anguish was almost unbearable and he almost let it show. But he couldn’t let the others see him like this, especially Matchitehew and Kangee. They would kill him on the spot if they saw any weakness in him. Just a little longer, he kept telling himself, just a little longer and he could be with his true mate.

Chusi went to his room and packed his things. The small black duffle he used was looking a little worn, hopefully this would be the last time he used it, he would find Qaletaqa and Zene before they did. If he didn’t and they harmed Zene in any way he would die. He packed a few items of clothing and got his laptop bag together. He wondered what she looked like now that she was a grown woman, wondered how she wore her hair, what type of clothes she wore, what she was into. If she was anything like him, she hated the traditional dress, she would be decked out in black and leather, not goth, but more of a biker chick look. God, he hoped she knew how to ride.

“Chansomps, get the plane ready, we are leaving in the morning. New York. Keep it off the logs. We are flying under the radar.” ordered Kangee. Chansomps was in his room playing some game on his laptop, Kangee didn’t care what it was.

“New York?”

“Yes, that’s where they are. Matchitehew wants us to leave at dawn.”

“Got it! Under the radar to New York”

Kangee walked into living room where everyone else was watching tv and eating pizza. “We are leaving at dawn for New York, Qaletaqa is in New York. I found him at last. Soon we will get our revenge.”

The group gave an unanimously shocked “OK”

Kangee was getting a hard on, again. Oh, how he dreamt about this day, he couldn’t count the times he m*********d to the thought of torturing and killing Qaletaqa and his “pack”, if you could even call it that. Tonight, he didn’t want his hand to take care of it, he wanted something to stick his c**k in, it didn’t matter if it was male or female. He just needed to explode in someone. He started to call his favorite escort service for the first available piece of trash available, but stopped mid dial. This called for something special. He wanted to c*m as someone took their last breath. He grabbed his leather jacket and keys and headed to Jazzie J’s his favorite club. He knew he could find someone there he could both f**k and kill. He always did.

He climbed into his blue 2010 Ford F-150 and headed out. It had a lift and massive off roading tires. He loved this truck and poured what was left of his soul into it. It attracted both men and women, pathetic ones, but, ones he could easily seduce and kill.

5

Morning came and they were on their way to New York. Chansomps had scheduled them to land at a private airstrip just outside city limits and had black Tahoe’s waiting to take them into the city. Chansomps was pretty connected, he knew someone in every major city.

“Chansomps, you never cease to amaze me.” exclaimed Kangee, “Your connections are vast, and impressive.”

“The internet is a wonderful place, my brother. There you can meet all kinds of people and make all kinds of alliances.”

They piled into the three SUVs and headed into the city on Kangee’s lead and directions. They headed to Zuccotti Park, near the heart of the financial district. They parked and all got out looking to Kangee and Matchitehew for orders.

“Alright, this is where I saw Qaletaqa and Nakoma. If they were here, they must either work or live nearby.” You could feel the pleasure and eagerness radiating from Kangee in the most disturbing disgusting way imaginable.

Adahy, who didn’t ever say much but when he did you better listen, piped in, “It doesn’t make sense, there is nowhere to run. Nowhere to unleash their wolves. Why would they live in a city like this?”

“There a lot of people here, a lot of filth, trash, homeless people. A lot of things that would throw a wolf's sense of smell off. Easy to hide amongst the endless droves of mindless people. There are also a lot of other shifters and otherworldly beings here. Not only can I smell them but I can sense them.” Matchitehew was surveying the area as he spoke these words.

Not only was Matchitehew a dangerous Skinwalker and werewolf, but some Alphas, very powerful Alphas, could sense the other beings on this planet; vampires, witches, Nephilim, fairies, angels and demons, and with New York being well, New York, there were plenty of them around. Matchitehew’s senses were going crazy, but he had learned how to control it and narrow in on people. He prayed Qaletaqa didn’t possess such a quality as that would give them edge, they needed to take him down and out.

They sat there for hours, just waiting and watching with no luck. They watched as countless people walked by; people walking their dogs, people carrying shopping bags, people drinking street cart coffee and eating street cart hot dogs. People coming and going, but no Qaletaqa or Nakoma. Ahote grew impatient, stood up and exasperatedly said, “Man this is going nowhere, we have been here for hours with no clues, no ideas, no tips. I’m tired of this, I thought we were here to fight and kill them! Not sit on our f*****g asses all day watching all these damn people, that have nothing to do with why we are here. I’m hungry this is cra…”

He was cut off my Matchitehew, “If this is where Kangee said he saw HIM. Then here is where we will f*****g stay. I don’t give a flying s**t what you think or how the f**k you feel. We are here to gain intel on the rat who stole MY daughter. Patience is what you need to learn Ahote. 10 years, 10 long years I have waited and this is the only sign of him we have seen. I will not waste it. Something will come along. Go get us some of this great city’s famous pizza. We are all hungry and since you can’t f*****g sit still you can go get us all food. Now go before I change my mind to not kill you. I have been in high spirits since last night. I will not have you bringing me down because you are impatient.”

Zeth was in his office across the street from the park and he had detected them as soon as they parked. I mean, how could you not notice 15 Native Americans just hanging out at a park for hours. “Not very tactful” Zeth thought to himself. “Qaletaqa would spot them immediately.”

“Sicarius.” The way Zeth said his name was strong and sturdy like an order and he knew exactly what it meant.

“Ya Zeth, what’s up?” replied Sicarius through his radio.

“You see that group of people?”

“The one where the scrawny one is yelling at the group?”

“Yeah...”

“I marked them as soon as i spotted them on the cameras.” Sneered Sicarius from his worn-out desk chair.

“Come to my office, we need to talk. Now.” and with that he calmly hurried to Zeth’s office on the 24th floor. He was wearing dark blue jeans and a dark olive-green button up shirt with a black tank underneath. He was always packing somewhere, ok not just somewhere, many somewheres. He had 3 guns and 4 knives on him at all times. Being head of security allowed him to always be carrying. He walked with every bit of confidence of the god he looked like. Women often threw themselves at him but he would never go for a weak woman like that. He wanted a strong woman who didn’t need anyone or anything.

He silently entered Zeth’s office with all the stealth of the trained killer he was. “What’s up Boss?”

“Unplug,” Zeth commanded as he hit a button to disable all electronics, tint all the windows and completely soundproof the office. “This requires the utmost privacy and requires absolute privacy. Do you know why we are always with Qaletaqa when he is here? Why we always send people with him on his business trips? Why only you and I know where he lives?”

“Well, I’m assuming it has to do with those assholes.”

“It has everything to do with those assholes. Him, there the regal looking one, he is chief Matchitehew, if you can even call him that anymore, I don’t know, but he” Zeth sighed heavily “He is Nakoma’s father. Now, Sicarius, I need you to know there is a reason this information was never made privy to you or an of our teams, there is a reason I was the only one who knew exactly what we were up against every time we were with Taq and his people.”

“Well looks like we are about to find out why. I understand we can’t all know everything. I’m your second I knew there were things you would know that I would not and it is not my place to ask or question you on anything.”

“Everyone needs to know now. But I need you to know first, and I need you to take care of something, make some inquiries, be intimidating, Ya know be you, but a slightly more scary you.”

“Ok” Sicarius chuckled a little, “I can do that. Tell me what I need to know.”

“I don’t think the scarier you will be problem after I tell you what I need to.”

“Is that so?” He asked, curiously.

“Yeah especially since Nakoma is kind of a sister to you,” Sicarius’ fists tightened in anger at the thought if anyone hurting her, someone he viewed as a sister. They had hit it off as soon as they first met. He cherished her and was happy her mate was as strong, mentally and physically as Qaletaqa.  “Where to start? I guess the beginning is best. Matchitehew is a cold-hearted bastard. He wasn’t always a Skinwalker…”

Sicarius cut him off “So that's what that stench is.”

“Please let me finish before saying anything else. This is going to be hard, it's not easy as it is.” Sicarius nodded in acknowledgement. “As I was saying, he wasn’t always a Skinwalker, but he has always been a cold-hearted bastard. He’s the type of man who relishes in killing those who have different views than him, he relishes in beating women and children. I haven’t known Qaletaqa for as long as he’s been on the run but I’ve known him long enough. We met in college, we were in the some of the same classes and had gotten partnered up for some projects. It took a long time for Taq to be comfortable around me and open up to me. By the time we met I had already gotten out of the military, of course you already know that story, Taq told me all the horrible things Matchitehew used to do. But he did have one core value he held to with an iron fist. He would not kill children. Once you were 18, he gave you a choice, and chances. He would beat children bloody and encourage their parents to beat them, but he would not kill them

Nakoma is Matchitehew’s pride and joy, even though he loathes women, his little girl was his princess. She was treated horribly and made to feel utterly useless, but he loved her. He did not know how to love and was encouraged to be ruthless and heartless, and Kangee, his sick and twisted beta was right there to encourage him in every wrong and bad choice he made. When Taq discovered Nakoma was his mate Matchitehew refused to believe it and despised him for it.  Nakoma started to stand up to him and he would just beat her more and more until she was a shell of the person she is now. Taq saw that he had to get her and some of the other kids out of there, he was 17. The youngest was Zene, she was only 11. Late one night they all gathered and snuck out. They escaped and have been on the run for 10 years. Taq is incredibly smart and made lots of contacts along the way.

Matchitehew’s wrath and temperament was known near and far, and there were lots of people willing to help them. All but one of the intended got away. Chusi was supposed to go and leave with them but he missed the rendezvous. He is here today. He is the youngest one. He is the same age as Taq. He is the one that looks like he rides a Harley.

Matchitehew has been looking for them for 10 years, and he has wound up here. Now for what I need you to do. I need you to be building and park security and make them leave. Then we need to gather the best and get down to the estate ASAP.”

Sicarius was seething with anger and rage was wafting off of him. “I should kill him now.”

“No Sicarius, not here, not now, not in the city. Just get them to leave and we will leave tomorrow.”  

“Fine, I will get them to leave, but I want to be the one who kills him.”

“That is not up to us Sicarius, we just need to get them to leave and get to Taq.”

“Who is making the arrangements to get down there?”

“I am, remember this is of the utmost importance.” Sicarius nodded and headed back to his office in a seething angry manner. How dare this piece of filth want to harm Taq and Koma. They were his family. He was so angry by the time he got to his office he kicked in the door to his own office. Once in his office he went to the closet where he grabbed a security jacket, badge and a few clips for the guns he already had on him. He had to calm down before going out there and making them leave or they would see right through him.

Adira heard the door being kicked in from her office down the hall. She cautiously stalked to Sicarius’ office to see what was going on and she saw him, facing the closet, his shoulders moving slightly with his heavy breathing. Rage was radiating off of him, like it was oozing out of his pores. She had never seen him this upset.

“Sicarius?” she asked quietly, “what’s wrong?” For this first time Sicarius was startled by her presence. No one had ever snuck up on him. He was aware of everything around him, that's why he was so good at his job.

‘Wow, I really am messed up.’ He thought to himself but didn’t say. He looked at her intensely and finally spoke. “Nothing, just gotta take care of some scum at the park.”

“The park? Why there?”

“There are some,” he paused to find the right word, “Unsavory patrons that need to be removed.”

“Do you need help?”

“No, I got this, get everyone ready, we are leaving tomorrow.”

“What’s going on?”

“Zeth will fill you in later. Just get ready.” With that she nodded and left.

Sicarius was still livid, but calm enough to go out there and force them to leave.

Ahote was just coming back with 3 huge pizza boxes when Sicarius walked up, “Excuse me but I am going to have to ask you to leave.” Sicarius said to the group as the descended on Ahote and the pizza.

“Come again?” Kangee responded menacingly.

“I am asking you nicely to leave. You are loitering. You need to leave.”

“I don’t know if you know this, but this is a park, that means we can stay as long as we want and there is nothing you can do about it. So, no we will not be leaving.”

Sicarius clenched his fists and walked over to Kangee and got within an inch of face, “This park is property of that building,” He pointed behind him, “and you are loitering. You will leave or I will make you leave.”

“You look a little outnumbered to making be making such demands, I don’t thi…” Matchitehew put his hand on Kangee’s shoulder and stopped him.

“We will go, I don’t want to cause a scene. Not here, not now.”

“But,”

“But nothing Kangee. We will get in the cars and leave.” Kangee was absolutely seething with rage and was visibly shaking. The begrudgingly walked to their cars and left. They were all so livid that they did not notice Chusi had not gotten in any of the SUVs.

Chusi looked at Sicarius amazed and astonished. “Ho… How did you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Do What? You know what! How did you talk inside my head?”

“You are Chusi aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am, how do you know my name, why did you tell me to stay and how did you do that.”

“Come with me. I will explain, but not here.”

Chusi started walking towards Sicarius, “Okay” he said wearily. Chusi followed him across the street and into the front doors of the massive building.

“Stay close, only a step behind me.” Chusi hurried to be right behind him. They walked right past the security at the front desk to a little room that looked like a small security office, but there was an elevator in this room. They got in the key carded elevator and Sicarius hit the button for the 24th floor and told Chusi in the same way he told him to stay, “Not yet, no questions, stay quiet.” And he did. He just marveled at the incredibleness of how this man could talk inside his head.

The elevator dinged, notifying them of their arrival on the 24th floor, where the hulk of a man, Zeth was waiting for their arrival. The man looked terrifying, glaring at Sicarius. “What the f**k, Sicarius, what are you doing! Why isn’t Chusi gone with the others. I swear if you f****d this up…”

“You’ll do what? Kill me? Beat me to a pulp? Spank me? I’m shaking,” Sicarius mocked. “It’s all fine they didn’t even notice he stayed behind, and they won’t notice until it’s too late.”

“Then how did you…” Sicarius just smiled a silly grin in response to Zeths questions, “You cheeky bastard.”

“You know me well Zeth.”

“Wait, I am still confused, can someone please tell me what the f**k is going on?” asked Chusi. Zeth lead them to his office and once again hit the button that sound proofed the room and jammed all electronics.

“My name is Zeth, you have already had the pleasure of meeting Sicarius. Sicarius is telepathic, he can speak to you in your mind and make almost anyone believe almost anything. That is how he told you to stay.”

“And how I told the rest of your disgusting group that they will not notice that you are gone for at least two weeks and they will be at a complete loss as to when and where you went missing.” added Sicarius. Chusi just looked at them in absolute astonishment, and at a loss for words.

“Are you loyal to Matchitehew?”

“Umm, well, when I have to be.”

“What does that mean?” Pressed Zeth.

“I do what I have to stay alive and on his good side.”

“We are enemies of Matchitehew, he does not know us and he doesn’t need to know us at this time. Can we count on you to help us?”

“Why are you his enemies? How can he not know he has you as enemies? What do you need help with? Matchitehew is a cold mean bastard of a man and will kill me on site if he sees me, where I am not supposed to be. I don’t know how I can help or what I can help with.”

Zeth looked at him long and hard before saying anything, as if judging what the man was saying was true, and how he should proceed. “Does the name Zene mean anything to you?”

At the sound of her name he perked up and lunged at Zeth. “How do you know that name?” He was seething with fury at the thought of another man saying her precious name. How he longed for her. He wondered where this reaction came from. Zeth easily moved out of the way and Sicarius grabbed him.

“Calm down, we do not wish her harm or ill will. We want the same thing you do.” Sicarius said, he could feel Chusi’s heart rate pounding and heard his breathing slow.

“I am sorry I should not have done that. Zene is my mate, I have not seen her in 10 years. I have been longing for the day I see her again.”

“It’s ok, no harm done. Qaletaqa is one of my dearest friends, he’s like a brother to me. I know you were supposed to leave with him that night 10 years ago.”

“You… you know Qaletaqa?” Chusi again stared in amazement.

“Yes, he has an office in this building, not that he is here often but we have known each other since college. He of course goes by a different name here and is not here often. How did you come to this place? I know why you are here, but how did you track him to this location?”

“Kangee, He saw Qaletaqa, in his raven form, he was up here, for some other reason, and saw Taq. We left this morning and got here a few hours ago.”

“So, he doesn’t know Qaletaqas alias or job or anything?”

“No, he said he had seen them both here a couple days ago, as soon as he spotted them, he booked it home. The only thing we know is that Taq was outside this building. So, we all came to check it out.”

“Thank God, this is too close though. We need to get to him and let him know. If you guys found him here it is only a matter of time before Matchitehew finds out where he is. We leave in the morning. Tomorrow you see your old friends.”

Chusi looked at Zeth in utter astonishment, he couldn’t believe he was finally going to see his Zene, his mate, his heart beat, his every breath and thought. Oh, how he longed for this day, how he had dreamt about the day he would see his Zene, would she even remember him? Had she been thinking about him all these years? Does she even know they are true mates, that their souls are intertwined? So many questions without answers, questions he had been asking for years. Questions he would finally have answers to, and he was terrified. He was a Skinwalker, werewolves and Skinwalkers despised each other. Would she be able to accept him? Would Qaletaqa welcome him into the pack? Would he even be trusted?

“You’ll stay with me tonight.” Zeth said breaking into Chusi’s train of thought.

“Alright.” was all he could say.

The next morning the team met at the airfield and were packing up into the plane when Zeth’s phone rang, upon seeing the caller ID he picked up immediately, “ Taima, I was planning on calling Taq when we landed, but since you called tell him I’m on my way with my team. We are taking off in 5. Thank you.” Zeth hung up and slid his phone back into his pocket.

“You didn’t say anything about our guest.” Noted Sicarius.

“No need to right now, we don’t have time for that conversation. We will talk when we get there. Right now, we need to get out of New York as fast as possible. We need to get to Taq.” He looked at Michael. “Get us in the air NOW!”

Michael nodded “Got it! We are airborne as soon as Sicarius closes the door.”

6

“Zeth so good to see you, Sicarius.” Qaletaqa said in surprise.

“Yes, my friend I have come too. It is imperative all our best are here.” Sicarius said warmly.

Zeth finally spoke, “Qaletaqa we need to talk. I wish I were here on happier terms. But I could not wait. I had to see you in person and tell you what I have found out.”

“Of course, let’s go to my office.” Qaletaqa lead the way and Nakoma followed closely behind. Sicarius and the others stayed behind with the pack. Chusi was hidden behind the rest of the team, it was not yet the time to reveal his presence. He would stay hidden until just the right time.

“I’m sorry for the rush and intrusion my friend, but this was too important, to urgent to let go by the wayside.”

“Zeth, just tell us, what’s going on?” Urged Nakoma

Zeth looked at both Qaletaqa and Nakoma and his intense expression softened as he saw the concern and sisterly love on Nakoma’s face. He sighed heavily and said “It’s Matchitehew, those who remain loyal to him and he, himself, were outside the office yesterday.” Qaletaqa and Nakoma’s face went blank and then returned to the concern that was there before, Zeth continued, “His beta, Kangee, saw the three us together the other day. His chosen Skinwalker animal form is a raven and he was in New York on other business and saw us outside the building. He rushed back to Matchitehew and they showed up yesterday and were sitting in the park for hours, hoping to spot you. Sicarius took care of it and got them to leave and they won’t pick up their search again for a couple weeks.

There is also something else, Chusi was with them. I remember you told me about him and that he was supposed to meet you the night you left.”

“Chusi?! I thought Matchitehew would have killed him. Is he alright?” Qaletaqa eagerly asked.

“He is more than alright; he is with us.”

“How...How can that be?” Taq asked confused.

“Sicarius and his abilities, Matchitehew won’t notice Chusi is gone for weeks and they won’t know where or when he went missing.” Zeth cracked open the office and yelled down the hall, “Sicarius come in please.”

Sicarius told Chusi to go with him, in his special way. They both walked down the hall and the pack saw Chusi and there were moments of recognition where they thought he looked familiar, like someone they should know. Chusi walked down the hall taking in every detail from, the fluffy soft luxurious carpet to the mahogany woodwork and doors to the amazing photographs of majestic landscapes to mighty, powerful and graceful wolves. His gaze stopped on a beautiful white wolf with piercing green eyes. Even though he had never seen Zene in her wolf form he knew it was her, his wolf was pacing just underneath the surface, ready to take her and claim her as his own. He didn’t realize he had stopped walking until Sicarius back tracked, out his hand on his shoulder and said, “She really is beautiful, never seen a wolf of pure white until I met Zene, wait till you see her in person. She really is something to behold.”

Chusi felt unbridled jealousy at that statement. Zene was HIS how could this man even dare to look at her like that. His fists clenched again and the jealousy was turning to anger on his face. Sicarius noticed and added “No offense man, I am not interested. I know she is your mate. Just making conversation.”

“I don’t take offense but my wolf is ready to tear you apart.”

“Understandable. Let’s see if his true Alpha can get him to calm down. I know he must be weary of all these wolves he hasn’t seen in a long, long time.”

“Yeah, let’s go I am very eager to see Qaletaqa.” The mere mention of Qaletaqas name made his wolf calm. They continued down the hall until they reached the office where Taq, Koma and Zeth were.

Sicarius opened the door and walked in with Chusi right behind him. Qaletaqa almost vaulted the desk to embrace Chusi, his friend he had been missing for years, whom he thought was dead. Nakoma let one tear fall down her face. Taq slowly walked around his desk to where Chusi was standing, Chusi hung his head in an attempt to hide his shame and happiness. Shame that he had let Qaletaqa down, shame that he was not able to leave with the pack all those years ago, shame of the things he had done to stay alive, shame for what he had become; the monster he had turned into. Happiness, but happiness. Happiness to finally be where he belongs, happiness to see his oldest and best friend, happiness to finally see his mate and discover everything about her, happiness to no longer be under the reign of tyranny that Matchitehew was.

Qaletaqa stood in front of his dear friend, his brother, “Chusi, is that really you? I... I thought Matchitehew would have killed you. Can it, really be you?” Chusi met Qaletaqas gaze, as soon as their eyes met, before he could say one word, Qaletaqas wolf recognized him. Taq lost all control and wrapped his arms around his brother and cried. Nakoma could count on one hand the times that she saw her mate and Alpha cry. Alphas don’t cry, or almost never cry. But this, this was a time that he could not, not cry. The whole pack felt it as soon as Qaletaqa started crying the whole pack had felt this immense relief, shock and unbelief. The pack was eager to know what was going on but it would have to wait.

Nakoma walked around the desk to put her hand on Taq’s shoulder, “He isn’t going anywhere, let him breathe Taq. Besides it’s my turn.” With that Taq chuckled and released Chusi from his death grip. Nakoma hugged him with more grace and poise and with all the gentleness of a loving sister. “It’s good to see you Chusi. Everyone has missed you. I know the rest of the pack felt Taq’s surge of emotions and will kill us if we don’t tell them what’s going on. Come on let's tell the pack.”

Zeth nodded in agreement, “There is no immediate danger, we can continue this conversation later, once everyone has become more acquainted and reconnected. Today let us relax and have fun, but tomorrow Taq.” His tone turned from joy back to the intense no nonsense business tone he had, “We need to talk. There are things that need discussing, plans that need to be made. We will be staying a while.” His tone changed back to the joking fun guy that only a few people saw, and those people were in that room. “I hope you have enough food. You know we can eat a whole town out of food.”

Nakoma giggle and put and arm around Zeth, “Oh we have food. Kajika and Orenda stocked us up yesterday.”

Qaletaqa chuckled and retorted, “Well if Kajika and Demothi haven’t eaten it all already we should have plenty.” The five of them exited the office. Nakoma and Qaletaqa hand in hand with the biggest smiles they had had in a long time, Chusi was behind them and Zeth and Sicarius walked in turn behind.

When they reached everyone else, they were crowded in the living room. Demothi harassing Adira making everyone else cringe. Adira was apparently the only woman who had resisted Demothis, uh charm, and he wasn’t having any of it. He would get her to cave one day. Luyu and Bidzill were lounging on one of the one of the many giant bean bags. Michael and the rest of the team were scattered around the living room and various couches chairs and other assorted seats. Orenda and Zene were sitting on the loveseat and Taima was standing behind the couch just watching and listening to everyone talk.

The room went dead silent. Qaletaqa looked at each member of his pack before saying anything.  “Zeth brings good news and bad news. They go hand in hand. We can’t tell you one without the other.”

Nakoma took over from there. “The good news is, Chusi is finally where he belongs.” The whole packed gasped in surprise and he stepped forward, his face was a mixture of shame and complete joy. “The bad news, well, my father found us.” the pack started to stir and worry strewn across their faces. “Kangee saw us in New York. My father and those still loyal to him were in New York yesterday, Zeth and Sicarius saw them that took care of them for now. We have a few weeks to get a plan together. They won’t notice Chusi is gone for a few weeks and won’t remember why they are in New York for a few weeks. When Sicarius’ influence wears off, they will remember why they are there and know they were found out and will work that much harder to find us. It’s only a matter of time.”

The pack and Zeth’s team stared at Nakoma and Chusi not knowing what to say. Chusi locked eyes with Zene, she was beautiful. His wolf howled in recognition and eagerness to claim. He didn’t even know if Zene remembered him. He was amazed at her beauty, she had the perfect body, she was everything he didn’t expect. Instead of looking like a biker she looked nerdy, but a cute nerdy. She was wearing faded blue jeans and a light pink shirt that read “I void warranties” and an 8-bit Super Mario necklace. He even noticed her D20 earrings. God she looked perfect. He wondered if she was their resident tech geek, every pack had one, they are always incredibly smart, they could hack anything, fix anything, build anything. They were essentially geniuses, but it was incredibly hard for them to realize and recognize their mates. He had his work cut out for him. She probably thought she would never mate. For all he knew she thought she was “mated” to her computer. He had to be patient, he had been waiting 10 years, he could wait longer, couldn’t he?

Sicarius broke into Chusi’s train of thought, “I am telepathic, not only can I talk to people in their minds and hear their thoughts but I can also plant ideas, make people believe what I want them to believe and I can influence emotions.” He must’ve been answering an unheard question by someone in the pack who didn’t understand. Everyone in the pack new Sicarius, but not everyone knew what he could do.

“How do we know Chusi isn’t just here as a spy?” Demothi loved Chusi and had missed him greatly but he also knew what he was, that he was a Skinwalker. “No offense man, but it’s been 10 years.”

Zeth opened his mouth to say something but Chusi stopped him and stepped forward in front of his best friend and his protectors, “I don’t expect you to trust me. I know the choices I made, some may be unforgivable, but I have always belonged here, belonged with Taq. Qaletaqa was my first friend, my brother. I didn’t make the rendezvous because my mother was sick and I could not leave her to be killed by Matchitehew, someone had to protect her, and that someone had to be me. I hope one day you can forgive the mistakes I have…,” he locked his gaze on Zene and looked into her soul, “the choices I have made. Please understand the choices I made were made so I could survive, so I could make it back where I belong. Alongside of my brother, if he will have me. Yes, I am a Skinwalker, but I am first and foremost a werewolf. I will always be a wolf at heart. I almost gave up and accepted my fate when I was giving the choice of becoming a Skinwalker or being killed. At that moment I saw my,” he stopped for a minute he couldn’t say my mate like he wanted to he had to be careful, he had to get to know her, he couldn’t catch her off guard like that. He had to be gentle, have more tact. He cleared his throat and continued. “I saw my true pack and knew I had to become a Skinwalker if I ever wanted to see any of you again. So here I am, asking for a chance to prove myself and come home. A chance to be with my brothers and sisters. I have done terrible things, things I regret and think about on a daily basis, unforgivable things. But I did them all so I could one day stand here in front of you.”

Demothi hung his head in shame, “I am sorry I should not have judged you. I am happy to see you.” His demeanor changed immediately and he in all his snarkiness added, “Come here you freak of nature and hug your brother. Have you gotten any ass since we parted ways?” Orenda threw a pillow at him. Zene flinched when Demothi asked that question but she didn't know why. Why would the thought of this man, she barely remembered, with another woman hurt her? That didn’t make any sense. She would think on that later.

7

Taima, Orenda and Adira were in the kitchen making dinner for everyone when Demothi walked in, “Do you guys need any…”

“NO!” exclaimed Taima and Orenda at the same time.

“I don’t want to eat concrete and ash tonight Dem.” added Orenda.

“Oh, come on I’m not that bad.”

“No? What about meat brick? What about charcoal wings? You can’t boil water. You would starve or die from carbon poisoning if we weren’t here to cook for you.”

“Aww Come on Orenda don’t be so mean. There’s always pizza and Chinese.” Smiled Demothi slyly.

“So you want to gain 80 pounds and be a lazy wolf?” replied Taima.

“No, I’m just saying I could get by.”

“Can he at least make frozen dinners?” asked Adira “I mean those instructions seem pretty straightforward and simple.”

“That’s what you think my dear, I can’t even make coffee. I can order a mean Starbucks though.”

Adira sighed, “You really are useless, aren’t you?”

“Useless? No. no my dear, I provide the comic relief and entertainment. Oh, and the heavy lifting?”

“Heavy lifting?” Kajika silently walked into the kitchen “Man come on. You are one lazy bastard around the house.”

“Who asked your opinion? I work hard at working out...”

“Yeah, yeah and you can bench 400 lbs, we know.” Kajika said mockingly. “What are ya’ll cooking in here? It smells amazing.”

“The tears of Dem.” Laughed Taima.

“Sounds salty. Haha. Spaghetti and meatballs, cooking for 23 is harder than it sounds.” giggle Adira.

“I hope there’s no garlic bread involved. If I’m gonna get with Adira tonight I don’t want her knocking me out with garlic breath.” Demothi gave Adira a seductive smile and raised both eyebrows.

“Get with me? Yeah right! Not if you were the last man on earth. I like my men to actually have a brain.”

“Ouch! That hurt! I use my brain my dear, how do you think I became the s*x god that I am?”

“s*x god? You couldn’t satisfy a 5-cent w***e with that little dick.” Retorted Adira.

“You just want a piece of this and don’t want to admit it.”

“Can you please take all that ego and s****l tension out of the kitchen? It’s getting into the food.” said Orenda with dripping sarcasm.

“Ask me nicely Oren.”

“Ugh, go tell Bidzill dinner will be ready in 10.”

“Aww come on, why do I have to go interrupt his orgasm?”

“Because you are the one not doing anything.” replied Taima, “And it’s fun to see you get your ass handed to you, when he gets mad you interrupted him.”

“Well that’s just mean.” Demothi sulked as he walked away.

Bidzill and Luyu were of course in their room having s*x. “They really need to fully bond quickly.” Demothi thought to himself. He could hear them from down the hall, moaning loudly. “Man, I wish I could get that much action. How do they have energy for anything else?” Demothi knocked on the door.

“Fuuucccckkkk! Go away!! We are busy.” Bidzill growled “I’m gonna knock some ass into the ground for interrupting us.”

“Bid come on man, not again. I got sent, by Orenda and Taima, to tell you dinner is ready in ten.” He heard skin slapping against skin and Luyu moaning “So beat their asses not mine, they sent me because you don’t look at your phones, when you’re fucking.”

Luyu moaned at Bid, “You have eight minutes to f**k my brains out and give me the biggest orgasm of my life. Get on it my big bad wolf.”

“Ugh I did not want to hear that! I need to go cleanse my ears.” Demothi said to himself as he walked away. When Demothi walked into the kitchen he said “That is the last time I do that for you. Especially when they haven’t fully bonded yet. I’m tired of fearing for my life. Taima, give me some soap, I NEED to wash my ears. I am scarred for life.”

Taima laughed, “Oh come on it can’t be that bad.”

“Wanna bet?” He did his best Luyu in heat impersonation, “You have eight minutes to f**k my brains out and give me the biggest orgasm of my life. Get on it my big bad wolf.”

Taima busted up laughing, “oh that is priceless. You should do that when they come out I wanna see her face. She’s gonna kill you for repeating that.”

Demothi retorted, “Yeah, and I’ll tell her you were laughing at her. We’ll see who dies first.”

            Five minutes later Luyu walked into the kitchen all glowy and happy. Demothi looked at her with mock pity, “Aww your big bad wolf couldn’t last eight minutes? Poor Luyu, bound to a life of short s*x. Now if we were together, we would be in there all night and you would still be begging for more. I am a god of multiple orgasms.”

“You? Please. You couldn’t last five minutes with me. Bid didn’t need the full eight minutes. Hell, he doesn’t even need five to get me off. You’re just jealous Demothi.” Just then Bidzill walk up behind Luyu and threw a sock at Demothi.

“Dem, do you want to be pummeled every day? I’m storing up one major can of whoop ass for you. If you keep interrupting us, I may sacrifice you to Matchitehew.”

“Hey now, that’s too far bro. Just stop f*****g every spare second of the day and I won’t have to interrupt you so much.”

“Dinners on the table guys!” Orenda yelled through the house.

“You just wait Demothi, you are gonna be one whipped puppy when you finally meet your mate.” Luyu slung her arm around his shoulder as they made their way to the table. She gave him a big sloppy wet kiss on the cheek. “One day you will be all grown up and we give you shit.”

8

Zene was in her office long after everyone had gone to sleep. She had her headphones on blasting techno, which helped her focus when she was thinking, and man was she thinking. She was the youngest when she left with Nakoma and Qaletaqa. She was only 11, she barely remembered that life. Almost half of her life was spent away from that place. She tried to remember her parents, before they were murdered, but she couldn’t. She only had fragments, random pieces, flashes and fractions of memories. Their deaths, oh she remembered those, as clear as if it happened yesterday. Kangee, the sick bastard, made her watch. She remembered the sick look of what she now understood as pleasure on his face. The looks of terror and disgust on her parents faces. She didn’t want to remember more; she didn’t want to remember how they were killed. But she couldn’t stop the memory from playing over and over in head. She hadn’t thought about it in months. It had been months since she last woke up in a panic screaming and crying from the nightmares, the never-ending deaths, the never ending river of blood, the maniacal laughter coming from her parents killer. God she was going to have another nightmare tonight, she just knew it.

She sat there fighting the tears from falling, ‘f**k it’ she thought. ‘No one is awake, no one will see you cry. Just let them out.’ and she did, she let the tears flow. What had brought this on? What made her break? What made these memories surface? Matchitehew was close yes, but that shouldn’t make a difference. She knew he was going to find them eventually. She was planning on it. The fact that he found Qaletaqas office shouldn’t matter. ‘Chusi. She thought, was that it?’ She vaguely remembered him. Could he be the older boy she had had a crush on? ‘Could he be the boy I remember? The one I see in my dreams? I don’t remember his name. He was so handsome! Any little girl would’ve had a crush on him.’ He was all muscle, she remembered that. He came in flashes in her dreams, right before she would wake up. Was he the reason?

Chusi couldn’t sleep he was tossing and turning, restless, anxious. He could feel something was wrong, he didn’t know what it was, but being this close to HER, his Zene. All of his senses were on hyperdrive. He was hyper aware of everything, every sound, every rustle of leaves outside, every scamper and scuttering of creatures outside, every snore coming from the room next to his, the thumping of a headboard against the wall coming from the room above him, he didn’t want to know who it was nor did he care. He couldn’t take it anymore, he had to get up. He had to walk. He had to find her. There was a longing deep in his chest that he couldn’t ignore. He didn’t know if it was from his wolf knowing his mate was near, the pull of the bond, or if was something more sinister. If it was his demonic, Skinwalker self being able to feel the emotions of others and feeding off of their fear. ‘God was Zene afraid of something?’ He had to find her. He got up, pulled on a pair of black sweatpants. He didn’t bother with a shirt; he just had to find her and make sure she was ok.

He walked down the hall to the living room to see if she was still up and in there. No luck, he didn’t know which room was hers. He stood there for a minute not sure where to look, when his super hyped senses picked up something, a low thumping of bass. Sounding like music bleeding out of headphones, from being played too loud. His heart panged, Zene. He knew she was close. He remembered conversation at dinner about how Zene practically lived in her office. It was just down the hall on the other side of the kitchen where all the “official work” rooms were. He started walking in that direction, the thumping getting louder, and what sounded like the choke of a crying woman, who didn’t care who heard or knew she was crying. Chusi froze. Was Zene crying? His Skinwalker side purred in satisfaction. She was afraid. ‘But of what? What is she afraid of?’ He kept himself from sprinting the rest of the way to her. He calmly forced one foot in front of the other. Until he got to the doorway of her office. There she was, sitting in front of her computer, huge headphones on, staring at her computer screen, an open internet browser up showing Pandora. ‘Well that explains the low thudding I heard.’ She was no longer crying audibly, but he had no doubt tears were still streaming down her beautiful face. She was wearing a sexy little pair of black booty shorts and a satiny red camisole, but no bra, or at least a strapless one.

            Zene felt eyes on her. She wiped her tears with the palm of her hand, took off her headphones. The music now flowed unobstructed and Chusi heard the sounds of Skrillex loud and clear for just a second. She paused the music and started to apologize as she turned around. “I’m sorry if I wo…” Her words left her as soon as she saw who was standing in her doorway. Chusi was standing there looking like well-toned, well-muscled god. His Sweats were hanging low on his hips, exposing the band of the boxer briefs and that oh so luscious V peeking out the top of said boxer briefs. Her eyes slowly moved from that sexy V to his 8-pack abs to his well-defined pecs, to his chiseled jaw and face. His hair was a sexy mess, like he had just rolled out of bed.

            Her body reacted immediately to him, her n*****s hardened instantly and she could feel her lady parts getting wet. ‘That is one hell of a man. Stop staring and say something Zene. Move your mouth. Close your mouth and open it.’ She chastised herself. “I, uh, I’m sorry if I woke you up. I know my music was loud.” She immediately went to fold her arms over her chest when she noticed how hard her n*****s were.

            “Your music didn’t wake me up.”

            ‘s**t he heard me crying. Damn why did I let go’ Zene thought

            “I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to look around the house and I heard the thumping of your music from the living room” Chusi lied. ‘Don’t tell her the truth yet, she may reject you and run away’ Chusi told himself.

            “I know this is a new place. It’s always hard for me to sleep in a new place at first.” Zene sounded sympathetic.

            “There’s just a lot on my mind. I haven’t seen you guys in 10 years, and I’ve done.” He stopped to think about how to end that sentence. ‘Don’t say too much, don’t go there.’ “things. I was sure Qaletaqa or Zeth were going to post guards outside my door, or lock me up or something.”

            “Sicarius can tell if you are a threat or not. If he says you are safe, then you are.”

            “That dude is scary, what he can do is dangerous.”

            “Just be glad he is on our side.”

            Chusi chucked at that. “Are you ok? It’s really late. Why are you still up?” Chusi kicked himself in his head. “You don’t have to answer that.”

            Zene looked at the clock. 2:37 am. “No, it’s ok, I stay up late a lot, usually to hack into something, or code something, or to just think. I’m ok I was just thinking about some things.” ‘Don’t go there girl’ she said to herself. “Do you want a drink or a snack or something.”

            “Yeah, that sounds good.”

            “Ok. kitchen.” She said with a smile. Zene grabbed the zip up hoodie, that was always on the back of her chair, threw it on and zipped it up most of the way.

            Chusi followed her to the kitchen and fought to keep his hands to himself. Her perfect ass was peeking out the bottom of those sexy little shorts, were those even considered pants? His d**k sprang to life at that thought, as did his wolf, his wolf was pacing just under his skin wanting to claim what was his. ‘Old ladies, Taq, dirty laundry. Come on Chusi you have got to calm your d**k before she sees. Kangee.’ With that name his d**k retreated. ‘That will always work won’t it.’ With the thought on Kangee Chusi’s face went from seductive to angry.

            “Are you ok? You look really upset?”

            “Yeah, I am fine. Sorry.” and with that his easy-going smile returned to his gorgeous face.

“Hot cocoa?  It always helps me fall asleep.”

“That sounds perfect.” Chusi smiled again.

“You said you mom was sick. What was wrong with her?” Zene looked deep into his eyes before preparing the hot cocoa.

Chusi stared back into her eyes ‘I need this woman to trust me, well time to go all in, from the start. No lies, ok well maybe just one omission.’ “Yes, she was very sick. Matchitehew doesn’t tolerate weakness, I had to protect her. I wanted to leave yes. But I didn’t want the same death for my mother that yo…” He stopped to clear his throat. “I didn’t want him to kill her like he had your parents killed.” He paused to look at Zene to see her reaction, for any sign that she remembered what happened to her parents, and he got it. Zene froze, and gasped.

“Wh… Why would you say that?” She said after she regained her composure and poured the steaming hot cocoa into two mugs and set one down in front of him.

“So, you would understand why I didn’t leave. If Matchitehew found out she had stage four lung cancer he would have had Kangee kill her in the same way. Kangee despises weakness of any kind. His favorite way to take care of weakness is to kill them the same way your parents were killed in front of you.” Zene looked horrified. “I’m sorry if this is too much for you, I should have been more tactful. If you don’t want to hear anymore, I will stop and leave you.”

“No. please don’t stop. I am ok, I need to hear it. Everyone here tiptoes around the subject and refuses to talk to me about it. Let's go to the living room. It will be more comfortable there.” Without getting the ok or any kind of confirmation from him she grasped her mug of hot cocoa with both hands, soaking up the warmth coming through her hands and moved to her favorite spot on the couch. Chusi once again followed her and chose the chair closest to her. He needed to be close to her, closer than he was, but he would not scare her away. This needed time. His wolf would have to wait and be patient.

“If you need me to stop at any time please tell me. We can talk about this another time.”

“No, I need this, Chusi, I need to talk about this. No one will talk to me about it. Thank you for being real and telling me how it is for real.”

“You’re welcome, Zene I will never lie to you. I will never sugar coat anything. That's not who I am. I will tell it how it is and tell it how I see it. I’ve had to lie too long, be a shell of a person, a shell of a wolf for too long. Now that I am free of his tyranny, I will always be a straight shooter with everyone.” He took a deep breath and met Zenes eyes. “With you.” Their eyes locked for a long minute before he continued. He had to look away to ask this next question, he couldn’t stand to see the pain in her beautiful eyes when the words came out. “How much of your parent’s death do you remember?”

“Just bits and pieces, I was just 10 when it happened. I don’t know why they were slaughtered. I am assuming from your statement about not wanting your mother killed in the same way, it has something to do with weakness.” She took a deep breath and for the first time. She had never said what happened out loud. “A man came and took us to Kangee, I do not know who it was, but he was very big, very tall, Kangee ordered the man to hold me still and make me watch, so I knew what happens to people like my parents. This is where it gets a little fuzzy, I remember him having 2 tomahawks in his hands, but they weren’t normal tomahawks they were huge and very sharp looking. I…” Zene started to tear up again and her voice hitched in her throat. Chusi grabbed her hand.

“It’s ok Zene, I’m here, take your time.” She squeezed it in a thankful gesture.

“I remember seeing arms, legs, feet, all… all detached from their bodies. The tomahawks dripping in blood, and that sickening smile on Kangees face. Kangees face covered in blood, the blood of my parents.”

As soon as she said all detached, Chusi got up sat on the couch next to her and pulled her to him and encircled her small, but powerful frame in his arms. Her face was blank, and the tears were steadily streaming down her face. He just held her in a protective/possessive way. No one was going to hurt her; he would die before he let anyone hurt her. He would kill anyone who even dared to touch her right now. She was his, and he had to protect her, but he couldn’t protect her from her memories, or the rest of what needed to be said.

“I don’t remember how it happened, I was so young, god, I was only 10. He made me watch. The bastard made me watch. I watched it all, Chusi, everything. I don’t remember who held me still, forcing me to watch, but the blood, I remember the blood. I have worked hard to forget how it happened if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to carry on. I would be paralyzed every time I thought about them. I held on to the end because I needed it. I needed it to move forward, something to use as fuel and to serve as a reminder of why we left, why we had to get out of there, away from him, away from them. I knew Matchitehew, was a monster, but I never knew how much worse Kangee was. He is pure evil. He is the devil incarnate. The way he licked his lips and moaned when he was finished, I didn’t understand why, but now I understand I understand fully. I understand that he gets pleasure from the pain of others. I understand that look in his eyes, was ecstasy. I understand the bastard had a hard on, a f*****g HARD ON. I can only imagine what he did when he went back to his house. Their blood stained the ground for weeks. I remember the looks on my parents decapitated faces; agony, hatred, fear. Their distorted faces are burned into my memory. I will never forget them.” Zene’s face was twisted with the horror of the memory.

“I am so sorry Zene, I got you, you are safe. No one will hurt you.” Chusi said in a cool calm voice while stroking her arms trying to comfort her.

“Chusi?”

“Yes, what do you need.”

“Thank you, I needed to say it all. Thank you for holding me. I feel safe in your arms.”

“You never have to thank me for holding you. I don’t ever want to let you go.” Chusi said charmingly.

“Then don’t.” Zene sighed and leaned into Chusi as he lightly ran his fingers up and down her back. They sat there all night and Zene fell asleep in Chusi’s arms.

9

‘What the…?’ Demothi thought, as he walked into the living room at 4 am. Not being able to sleep he decided to go watch some TV. ‘What is going on here? Should I wake them?’ He walked over to the Zene and Chusi pretzel they had become and tapped Zene on the shoulder. She woke with a startle.

“What…? How…? Mothi?” Zene untangled herself from Chusi waking him in the process. “I’m so sorry I must’ve fallen asleep, I… I…”

“Sorry to wake you two snuggle bugs up but I can’t sleep and want to watch something. Go canoodle elsewhere.”

“Way to be rude Demothi.”

“No, it’s ok, Zene we should probably go to bed.” Chusi said as he stroked her arm.

“OK, well I’m this way.” Zene pointed down the hall.

“Let me walk you, I…”

“God just go! Give me some peace.”

Zene grabbed Chusi’s hand and lead him out of the room. “I’m sorry I don’t know what stick is up his ass. Chusi, I uh, I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you. I was just so comfy and it just felt ok.”

“Zene, look at me.” She didn’t look, he stopped her in the hall and pulled her closer to him and tilted her head to look at him. She was blushing. ‘Why is she blushing? Does she think I wasn’t ok with it?’ “Look Zene, there is no need to apologize. It’s ok, I promise. I actually liked it. You don’t even really know me and you opened up to me and felt comfortable enough with me to fall asleep on me. I liked it.”

She hoped he couldn’t see how much she was blushing. She liked this stranger. She didn’t know why but he felt right, he felt like the something she was missing in her life.

“Thank you.” That was all she could say; she turned and went further down the hall. She didn’t know what to do, so all she said was “Well this is me.”

‘It’s now or never’ Chusi thought. He leaned in and kissed her. ‘Slow dammit, you were supposed to go slow not let her fall asleep in your arms then shove your tongue down her throat, too much, this is too much! Hey asshole, stop kissing her. This needs to stop, but I can’t.’ Chusi was at war with himself. He heard his wolf loud and clear “I NEED HER” He deepened this kiss making it fierce and passionate. Then ripped himself away.

“I am so sor…” He couldn’t even finish the word before she mashed their lips back together with such a force, he stumbled back into the wall opposite of her door. Their tongues and lips moved frantically, moans escaped both of their throats and the other greedily, needlingly devouring them. He lifted her and wrapped her legs around him and turned so she was pressed up against the wall.

‘God she is so hot and wet. I can feel her need.’ Chusi wanted to rip what fabric was between them away. Zene started to grind against his blatantly obvious erection. His worn sweats were no help in hiding his arousal. She was driving him crazy, he needed to be inside her. Needed her writhing in pleasure on his bed, her bed, hell any surface would do. He just needed her naked.

Zene pulled away just long enough to say, “Bed, now.” Chusi turned them and in one fluid motion held her to him and opened her bedroom door. He carried her to the bed and kicked the door closed. As soon as Zene heard the click of the door closing she grasped at her shirt and flung it over her head and across the room, she started for the clasp of her lacy sexy as all get up bright blue bra. Chusi stopped her and growled “No! Let me.” Zene stopped kissing him and stared into his gorgeous eyes and thought ‘Did he just growl at me?’

Chusi notices her sudden change and startled state. “I’m sorry. I uh, I don’t know what came over me. I’m sorry if he scared you.”

“He?”

“My wolf, he feels very protective and possessive of you. That’s what the growl was.”

“I’m not scared at all in fact my wolf is just as pleased as she can be right now.” She took his mouth again but with a certain gentleness this time. Chusi didn’t know when he stopped walking but he realized he was just standing still and was hesitant to take her to the bed. He saw it was only a few steps away but he did not want to let her go. He dreaded losing any contact with her. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and she was grinding against him. Rubbing her hot wet s*x along his hard c**k. She was soaking wet he could feel her wetness through her shorts and his sweats and boxer briefs. He thought she was going to come before he even had a chance to get inside of her. ‘Not today, not our first time, she will not come without my d**k inside her,’ With that thought he made the last few steps to her bed and laid her down. She didn’t unwrap her legs though.

“I need you Chusi, I need you now.”

“Well that could be difficult with your legs wrapped around me like your life depended on them staying around me.” Zene blushed and let out a giggle.

“Oh, that could be a problem yes.” She let him go. Chusi pulled down her shorts and noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties. She was commando, fully shaved, and practically dripping with desire.

“God you are beautiful.” Zene laid still a moment just to let him take her in.

‘What are you doing this is so unlike you girl. You have only been with one other guy what you doing?’ At that thought her wolf growled in dislike, and that left Zene confused. She asked her wolf if she liked just lying there for Chusi and his wolf to see and just sat there wagging her tail with her tongue out. Ok you seem to like this so share your confidence.’

‘This woman is gorgeous and all mine.’ Chusi’s wolf was practically purring and ready to pounce and mark her as his. ‘I can’t mark her yet. She probably doesn’t even know what she is doing. She’s not thinking.’ His wolf bristled and growled angrily at him. ‘Calm down I will talk to her after don’t worry we will take her TONIGHT.’

Before he even finished the thought, she was up on her knees kissing him and rubbing her c**t. She reached for his pants and pulled them down making his c**k spring free and bounce from the release of its cage. She started to wipe off her fingers on her shirt.

“Oh no you don’t, that’s my job.” He grabbed her hand and sucked them clean. ‘God did she taste good.’ He leaned into her and before they hit the bed, her bra was unclasped and tossed to the floor. “You aren’t going to come without me. You are so wet. I love it I need to be inside you Zene. Are you, uh are you a virgin? I know it seems weird to ask you right now in our current state, I just need to know if I need to be gentle.”

“No, I’m not, but it has been a while.” ‘WHAT are you doing, why are you telling him this?’ the thoughts running through her mind were confused and appalled at what she was doing what she was say… oh this feels… oh god.’ Zene let a moan come from her throat. While she was off in lala land chastising her self Chusi had started to finger f**k her. She immediately came back to the present.

“There you are I thought I lost you for a minute, I didn’t want to f**k you without you being 100% with me. You went to your own little word.”

Zene couldn’t find any words she just screamed in pleasure and bucked her hips toward him. She needed him. She had never felt this way before but she needed him now and tomorrow and forever. She growled out “f**k me now before I rip your d**k off and f**k myself with it.”

“Yes ma’am.” He said with a devilish smile. Without a second’s hesitation he was balls deep inside her, inside his woman, inside his mate, his TRUE mate. He kissed he and f****d her mouth with his tongue in time with his hip thrusts. He never wanted to leave her. Zene moaned and vibrated his tongue. ‘I want to hear that unobstructed.’ He kissed and licked and nipped his way to her left breast, sucking the tender flesh of her perfect breasts.

‘That’s new OMG.’ Zene let the loudest moan she has ever had rip from her throat. She thought she would have woken the whole estate with that moan. This man was a s*x god! Chusi felt her p***y start to tighten around his relentlessly thrusting c**k.

“Chusi I’m gonna come” and with that statement he sped up his thrusting, one, two, three. Faster and faster. “FFUUCCKK” ripped from his mouth and they came together. He could feel her s*x clenching and unclenching his d**k. God this woman was perfect. He rolled off of her and reached for his boxer briefs to clean up.

“Don’t go. Please don’t go.”

“I’m not going anywhere. Just cleaning up.” He cleaned her with tenderness he didn’t know he possessed, and then he cleaned himself.

“Oh, I’m glad you aren’t going anywhere.” Chusi pulled the covers back and got into the bed they just f****d on.

“Are you ok you look…”

“Fully satiated?” she finished with a chuckle and a blush.

“Yeah.”

“I am more than ok. I am perfect. In this moment, I am perfect.” She managed to get under the sheets and cuddled up to Chusi in all their nakedness and fell blissfully to sleep. Chusi held her and lightly caressed her back with his fingers as she drifted off to dreamland. ‘Could this be any more perfect? Is this real? Is this even happening?’ He felt her move in closer to him in her sleep and sleepily say “sleep with me Chusi”

“shhh baby, shhhh I’m getting there.” Chusi was afraid to fall asleep because he didn’t want to wake up and it all have been a dream, he wanted to believe this was real. He eventually fell asleep but his dreams were not the dreams he would have liked. They were not the ones to bring a smile to his face as his mates’ dreams did to her face. No, in fact these were the exact opposite. These dreams were terrifying, these dreams were not dreams. No, they were nightmares, well not nightmares per say. They were his inner demons’ thoughts. The part of him he despised, his Skinwalker side. They were about killing Zene, disemboweling her and eating her alive, wearing her skin as a trophy. He woke up sweating and in a panic, his heart racing.

‘I didn’t wake her up, did I? No, thank God, she can’t see me like this.’ Chusi tried to calm down but couldn’t he had to figure out what was going on, he saw his wolf on the edge of the woods in his nightmare trying to come and destroy the demon inside. He didn’t know why. That had never happened before. He gently slipped out of Zenes hold and quietly got out of bed. Went around to the other side of the bed and pulled on his sweatpants. He started to leave and walk out of her room. ‘You can’t just leave her like this man. She will feel ashamed when she wakes up.’ He went to the massive desk she had in her room and found a piece of paper and wrote. Zene last night was amazing. I couldn’t sleep. I went out for a run. I didn’t want you to wake up with me gone and no explanation. Hopefully I will be back before you even wake up. Yours forever and always – Chusi

            Chusi laid the note on the pillow where his head should be, and walked out of her room and made his way back to the living room, it was about 6:30 by this time and he saw Sicarius in the kitchen making some coffee.

            “Hey man.”

            “Hey Chusi how’d you sleep last night?”

            “Not very good to be honest, didn’t sleep much and what little sleep I did get was riddled with nightmares.”

            “Sorry to hear that. Want some coffee?”

            “Actually, I just want to run. I don’t know if Taq and Koma would be ok if I just went on a run by myself, considering, ya know… my uh demonic side and tendencies. Would you want to run with me?”

            “Yeah probably a bad idea on your first full day here. Wolf run or human run?”

            “Human.” Chusi said with a chuckle.

            “Yeah I’m down. Give me a minute and I will be ready.”

            “I need a second too. I’m not exactly dressed for a run at the moment. Meet you out back in 5?”

            “See you in 5 then.”

             Sicarius was stretching to warm up when Chusi met him outside. “Warming up without me?”

            Sicarius chuckled, “Sorry man. Need a sec?”

            “Nah, I’ll be good. It’s a beautiful morning isn’t it.” The sun was just coming up, painting the sky in an array of oranges and purples, the grass had just a touch of morning dew on them and the baby birds were hungrily chirping away.

            “Yeah it sure is, perfect for a run. Maybe breakfast will be ready when we get back.”

            “Hey! Do either of you even know the boundaries of the property?” Kajika asked from the doorway. Chusi and Sicarius just looked at each other and shrugged. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. I heard you guys talking about going for a run and figured I would come along and be a guide of sorts. It’s probably good for you to get a lay of the land and a refresher of the border lines Sicarius.”

            “Yeah, it has been a long ass time since I have been here, and I think Koma and Taq bought more land since I was last here.” The three of them started on their run, just a light jog to get their heart rates up.

            “About 5 years ago, we bought the land behind us and some more land on either side.”

            “I remember him saying something like that.”

            “So, how much land is here? How much land do you guys own?” Chusi inquired.

            “We have 15 square miles. We like to have our space and it ensures that we can run and hunt without fear of being discovered. Any poor bastard who wanders where they aren’t supposed to will get one hell of a surprise.”

            “That is incredible, I never would have thought you guys would have that much space.” Said Chusi in complete astonishment.

            Zene stretched and swiped her hand across the pillow next to her and found a piece of paper where Chusi should be. She picked up the paper and read aloud quietly to herself “Zene last night was amazing. I couldn’t sleep. I went out for a run. I didn’t want you to wake up with me gone and no explanation. Hopefully I will be back before you even wake up. Yours forever and always – Chusi” ‘Yours always and forever… what the f**k, what did that mean? What the hell? Things got out a little out of control last night, but ALWAYS AND FOREVER? It was just s*x. Wasn’t it?’ Zene was freaking out and couldn’t control her thoughts. ‘What if this is for forever and always, what if HE is my true mate? But he can’t… he’s a Skinwalker. He can’t have a mate… can he? I like him, the s*x was AH-MAZING. But it was just s*x, nothing more. It can’t be more.’

            A voice cut into her thoughts “Hey! Do either of you even know the boundaries of the property?” Kajika? Was he talking to Chusi? She got up out of bed and walked to her window and looked out to see who Kajika was talking to. She saw Sicarius looking fine as hell as always. That mans perfectly bronzed skin was that of legend, and those muscles, Ooooo those muscles! She stopped admiring Sicarius as soon as she saw Chusi was with him. Her world stopped spinning in that instant. Her hear skipped a beat, he was wearing black and blue running shorts and a bright blue skin tight workout shirts. His running shoes were bright blue and neon green. He looked like he could be a model for Nike, or UnderArmour or something. Just looking at him her heart skipped a beat and moisture started to gather between her legs. Not only that but her wolf purred, ‘Can wolves even purr? What are you doing? He is not ours he… he is, he can’t. This is wrong.’

            Zenes wolf thought otherwise. She wanted to claim the man as hers. As the three men jumped off the deck and started to run Zenes hormones took ever and she needed to come, again.

10

Matchitehew and the skin walkers in New York

            Ahote had just gotten back to the park with the pizza at the same time this dark man came up and made them leave. Ahote was not happy he came back with all these pizzas and now they were leaving. Great. “Man, what is going on? I thought we were gonna be there all day waiting for the bastard and your daughter Chief.” Ahote complained.

            “Silence Ahote! I have had enough of your complaining to last me a life time. I should’ve killed you a long time ago. I don’t know why I have let your pathetic ass continue to live. I don’t want to hear another word from you the rest of the time we are here unless it is, Yes. Do you understand?”

            “Ye…Yes Chief I will be silen.” Ahotes words were cut off when Matchitehew grabbed him by the throat and started to squeeze.

            “What did I just say?” Matchitehew demanded, “Shut the f**k up.” He gave one more hard squeeze and tossed Ahote back into his seat. Ahote gasped when he was released and rubbed his throat trying to ease the pain, with no luck. Matchitehew was one strong motherfucker. He didn’t even need to use his physical strength if he didn’t want to. His magic was strong, stronger than even the man who made them into Skinwalkers, Xanthor Saeva, and he was incredibly strong. Not only was the man a witch doctor, but he also had control over several lesser demons to do his bidding.

            Matchitehew’s hate and anger made him stronger each day and with each person killed, his power grew, there was nothing on the planet strong enough to kill him. No single creature anyway.

            They ended up back at their hotel, The London NYC, it was a bit fancier than the accommodations they were used to. Matchitehew wanted to splurge and go all out because they were finally close. Little did they know Sicarius’ powers were taking over and they were slowly forgetting why they were in New York. Sicarius made them believe they would be looking to relocate to the area and they needed to scope out a place to live in upstate New York, and take time to fully enjoy the sites and treats the Big Apple had to offer for a few weeks. The mood lightened as they pulled up to the hotel and had the valets park the SUVs. They spent the night relaxing and looking at what they wanted to do the next day.

After a long day, of f*****g site seeing, Kangee was ready to get drunk and find some

poor bimbo to f**k and eventually kill. “Hey I am gonna grab a couple drinks, then go have some fun. Anyone wanna join me?” Kangee said ‘Fun’ with a sadistic smile that everyone knew what that meant. Adahy usually liked to join in in the s*x part but leave before Kangee finished and killed the poor b***h, and tonight was no different.

            “I’m game” Adahy smirked “But I get to choose who we fuck.”

            “Sounds good to me.” Kangee laughed menacingly. “I’ve already got a raging hard on.” The men walked into the hotel bar and ordered some shots, threw them back, walked out the doors and had a cab hailed.

            “Where you boys headed on this fine evening?” asked their cab driver who was a middle eastern man with a scruffy beard and was of average build.

            “The best club in the city, my friend.” Replied Kangee with a hint of malice in his voice.

            “There is one right up the road, it’s a good one. Reasonably priced drinks.”

            “As long as we can drink, dance and pick up chicks we are good.” Remarked Adahy.

            When they got there, they took one look at the line which wrapped around the corner, laughed and took the easy way.

            “Might as well ‘convince’ the bouncer to let us in” Kangee said in his usual creepy as all get up tone. He lit up what looked like a cigarette, but it was in fact a mixture of herbs he had grown quite accustomed to. One puff of smoke in someone’s face would make them do anything he wanted them to do. A little trick he picked up from Xanthor and his knowledge bank of spells and tricks, change out an herb or two and he could render you unconscious. He took a couple drags as they walked up to the door.

Before the bouncer said a word Kangee blew his last puff in the direction of the bouncer, and said, “You’re going to let us in, give us the best table in the V.I.P. area and free drinks, and free drinks for any ladies that may be with us.”

“Of course, right this way. The Black Star for these two.” Is all the gigantic bouncer said, he looked a bit like John Coffey from the Green Mile. Kangee and Adahy walked into the club and the second bouncer said into this ear piece, “2 Black Stars coming in now, everyone pay attention.” Kangees creepy smile made another appearance as another bouncer or club employee walked them to their specified V.I.P. area. This guy looked like he could be a movie star, or a stripper. Adahy licked his lips. He didn’t really care what his d**k went in, as long as it went in something. He didn’t care if it was male, female, mouth, p***y or ass. If there was an open hole his d**k was in it. Kangee didn’t particularly care for guys but a guy would do in a pinch Adahy could f**k the guy in the ass while Kangee got a killer blow job from someone who knew how it felt and what to do, but only as a last resort. Of course, either way the fucker would end up dead so it shouldn’t matter that much, but women, oh women. He liked causing pain and what better way to cause pain that biting hard on n*****s and a c**t while being f****d in the ass by another man? Hell, it was pure bliss.

The club employee, a waiter, Kangee decided, was wearing, a neon blue wife beater top and tight black pants, that left nothing to the imagination. As he looked around, he noticed the entire wait staff was separated into sections, based on where they were working. The V.I.P. areas uniform color was neon blue, and the edges of the dance floor was green and the general table area was pink. The women were wearing tiny plaid skirts, of the naughty school girl variety with lacy push up bras to match, thigh high lace stockings and sky-high black platform heels.

They walked up some stairs and were met with another bouncer, the sexy Thor look alike waiter stopped and said, “2 black stars.”

As Adahy walked by Thor, he whispered in this ear, “I want you. When you get off come and play with me.” Kangee had given him a magic cigarette of his own and he exhaled the smoke in Thors direction.

“You know, I was thinking the same thing.” Replied Thor slyly, and walked away.

The bouncer that took over looked Samoan. Huge, ripped and a careful scar on one of his eyebrows, and what looked like defensive knife wounds all up and down his arms, which made him look like someone you do not want to mess with. He walked them over to a table that over looked the dance floor but wasn’t too noisy. “Welcome to The Underground. We hope you enjoy your visit and our Black Star treatment. All of your drinks and any food you may desire will on the house tonight. As well as any guest you appear to have with you. I must caution you though, we do have some regulars who will flock to you as soon as they see you up here and will try to get anything they can get from you. Including getting pregnant. If someone seems overly excited to come with you up here, please wrap your d***s. I will not stop you from bringing anyone up here but if you are curious, just look at me and I can let you know if they are good or not. Or if you prefer you can point out certain women you like and we can have them brought to you.

We know those who are receiving the Black Star treatment are usually going to be taking someone home. We just ask you do not do anything here. My name is Alex. I can help you with anything you need or your server can help you as well. She will be here in a moment.”

“Thank you, Alex, that is wonderful.” He put out his cigarette, for now. “I really appreciate all the assistance; we will let you know who we would like you to bring to us. That will be extremely helpful.”

“Oh, you are most welcome sir. Have an enjoyable evening.”

Kangee and Adahy sat down at their table and perused the drink menu. A young perky red head, definitely not natural. Walked up to the table, “What can I get for you gentleman tonight?”

“Two glassed of your best scotch to start.”

“Two world class scotches coming right up.” She winked at them as she walked away swaying her hips sensually as her 6-inch heels clicked on the tile.

“This is going to be one hell of a fun night!” Adahy exclaimed. “I am ready to stick my d**k in something and by something, I mean Thor, who showed us in.”

“Why does that not surprise me, you want to f**k the first pretty boy you see. There is such a selection here brother don’t settle on the first piece of ass you see. Take your time, enjoy yourself.”

“Oh, I will, but why not get a bj right here before f*****g the s**t out of some dumb bitches.”

“Good point brother. I may follow suit; except I want our waitress to blow me.” Not 10 seconds later she returned with the two glasses of scotch.

“Here you go boys. Let me know if there is anything else I can do for you.” She said anything like she was ready to f**k in the maintenance closet. She spun quickly around to let her skirt fly up and show off the lacy black thong that separated her perfect ass cheeks. Kangee wanted to take a bite out of that ass. In fact, he probably would later. They sat there and just soaked up the environment, drinking their scotch. They got up and moved to the railing to look out over the undulating bodies to pick see if they could decide who they were going to choose. As they got closer the music got louder, the place was vibrating with the newest and hottest trance and edm hits. The lights were pulsing and there was a pretty killer laser light show dancing across the floor.

“Thought you boys might like a refill here are a couple more scotches.” Perky winked at Kangee and accepted the scotch, slapped her ass and pulled her to him with a quick yank and feasted on her plump luscious lips, while digging his fingers into her ass, gripping her tightly to leave his marks on her. A few second later he released her.

“Thank you doll.  Go ahead and bring a meat pizza. I’m feeling a little hungry.”

“WhatEVER you want big boy.” When she came to the word big, she stroked Kangees c**k through his jeans and before she walked away, she bit his lower lip. “Be right back, so you can feast on something real.” She gave his c**k a little squeeze before walking away as sexually as she could letting her blood red curls bounce up and down her back.

“I got hard watching you white knuckle her ass, Kang, Thor better be off soon.”

Kangee tapped his right ear where his cigarette was and a reminder for Adahy that he didn’t have to wait he could get his blow job while eating his pizza.

No one on the floor caught their eye, “I thought all the hot chicks lived in New York, where are they? If this is the hottest club in town, where are the bitches?” Kangee asked irritated and thinking about killing the cabby who brought them here.

“Hey bro it’s still early yet, give it time. Let’s get hammered, and f**k the wait staff. Then by that time the hot pieces of ass should be here. If they aren’t, well bye bye cabby.” Adahy tried to calm down Kangee. They went back to their table, sat down on the soft leather seats, lounged back on the fluffy pillows, drank and waited.

Perky, as Kangee started calling her in his head, came back with their pizza. The lust in her eyes was that of an insatiable woman who needed to be banged to hell at least 5 times a day, preferably 8 or 10. She looked like a c**k junkie needing her next fix. “One large meaty pizza.” As she bent to put in on the table got her t**s as close to Kangees face as possible without popping out a tit and putting it in his mouth for him. As she stood back up straight, she bit his earlobe, and whispered sensually, “in 20 minutes meet me, behind those curtains behind me is a hallway, open the door marked staff changing rooms, my name is Raven. It will be on the door.” She grabbed his d**k again and said, “I want this inside me.” And walked away.

“I like this bar; the waitress is so friendly.” Kangee said through his s**t eating grin.

They didn’t waste any time devouring the pizza, it was the best pizza they had ever had, greasy and cheesy to perfection. About 20 minutes later Thor walked up.

“Are you off my pet?” Adahy asked breathily.

“No, but I’m on my dinner break and couldn’t wait to meet you.” He pressed a button and walls came up around the table to make it a private room. A sound proof room. The music was still pumped into the room but no one outside could hear what was going on.

“Well that’s a neat little trick, now how do I get Raven in here so I don’t have to go back to her room. I want to f**k her here.”

“I’ll text her. She’ll be right here. Wait you’re the one she’s gonna f**k? I hope you like it rough. She is a fireball.”

“Oh, I like it rough.” And grinned from ear to ear, he wasn’t about to disclose how rough he liked it. Oh no, that was for later, now, he just needed to waste time until he could pick the perfect girl to f**k and kill as his next sacrifice. With each person he killed a couple things would happen, one, he would get stronger and his power would grow, two, he could become whomever he killed, and three he got that much closer to summoning the demon that would help him kill Matchitehew and every wolf on the planet. Matchitehew was weak, he still had a heart, yes it was for his daughter but that was stopping him from becoming truly all powerful. And that runt bastard they kept alive, he should have died when Qaletaqa and Nakoma left with all those other bastard kids. f*****g kids, nothing made him angrier than a bunch of know it all angsty teens.

Where the f**k was Raven, shouldn’t she be here by now? Right as he finished that thought she walked in. “I didn’t know you wanted to f**k with an audience. I’m all for exhibitionism. I’m glad Jay here texted me to let me know.”

Thor, or Jay as Adahy found out what his real name was, was already undoing Adahys belt and jeans. Raven pushed a button and the table sank down into the floor, leaving just the soft red leathery sofas.

“This is quite the club. Truly full service.” Commented Kangee

“Well you are getting the Black Star treatment, and that means ANYthing you want, whenEVER you want it. I know what you’re thinking.” She unclasped her bra and her glorious t**s bounced free of their lacy cage. ‘t**s like that shouldn’t he be covered’ Kangee thought to himself. “The no f*****g policy, that goes for guest on guest action. Employees are exempt. All the women are on birth control so we can’t get pregna...” Her words were cut off with a gasp and Kangee took one of her n*****s in her mouth, pulled her to him and sank three fingers into her waiting, wanting, ready cunt. He bit down hard making her moan in painful pleasure. Thor had Adahys c**k in his mouth sucking and working his balls.

A knock came at the door and the big ass Samoan bouncer came in with a tray of shots. “Jay asked that I bring these in, enjoy yourselves.” What a sight they must’ve been Jay with a c**k in this throat, Raven with her n****e in Kangees mouth and his fingers working her dripping wet cunt, moans of pleasure coming from all four.

“We, we are dedicated to you all night! As long as you are in the club, we are yours. Your slaves, to do with as you please. We cannot leave with you though.” Raven finally finished her required disclaimer.

“Perfect! Let’s get f****d up.” Kangee said anxiously. They all grabbed a shot and threw it back. Kangee tore the delicate fabric that was her thong, smelled it and discreetly put it in his pocket. Ravens head was thrown back in ecstasy, so she didn’t know what he did with them. He wanted to save them for later.  They were all a tangle of limbs and body parts. At one-point Raven had all three men inside her. Kangee and Adahy had were just getting warmed up when Raven and Thor needed a break from the countless orgasms.

“Ooo sugar you are a trip! Both of you gentleman have worn me ragged. Let me get us some more drinks and food. Are Nachos ok with you boys?” Raven said breathlessly.

“Nachos sound good to me.”

“Alright be back in a jiff.” Kangee and Adahy went back to the railing to look over the dance floor again. Now the bass was pumping the hottest dubsteb music and the crowd was loving it.

“Wanna go dance instead of lurking up here Kang?”

“Not yet brother. Let us eat first, I am still hungry. The ones we want are not here yet, I can sense it, soon they will be. Remember brother, we need pure ones, they cannot be tainted. HE wants them pure, only defiled by us. There can be no other seed could have entered.”

“I still don’t get that man, like what’s up with that?”

“The pure and uncontaminated energies transform into the strongest and most powerful evil beings, and we need to be goddamn f*****g strong for what we have planned. It may take a long time but trust me brother it will be worth it. Our efforts will not go unrewarded.”

Adahy just stood there looking over the crowd a smile starting to grow on his face. He finally understood why the women they left with were all virgins. HE would be more powerful than anything this world had ever seen, and with him in their control they could practically destroy the world. An evil laugh started to erupt from his chest. “Oh Kangee, I understand, I finally understand. I am going to enjoy this much more now. Before I thought you only choose the pure because you wanted to corrupt them into liking what you had before killing them, but now, now it is all starting to make sense. And what fun we shall have!”

“Sug, your nachos are ready.”

“Thanks doll. Go rustle us up some more drinks.” Kangee said with a slap to her ass, hard enough to leave a red outline of his hand. They went back to their table and ate and drank for another hour.

By the time they actually made it to the dance floor it was almost one a.m. They were moving and dancing with everyone around them, Kangee was starting to get impatient and irritated, the need to kill was growing in him like a cancer, his blood was starting to boil and he could feel the fire of the rage in his bones. He felt himself losing control, it had been too long since he smelt the sweet aroma of death, felt the warmth of blood on his hands, seen the flesh turn cold and gray. Oh, how he needed it. One week may not have seemed like a long time, but for Kangee it felt like an eternity, he killed something at least every other day, whether it be an animal, a slut, a homeless druggie, or a pure one. It didn’t matter to him. He just needed to kill no matter how weak his prey, it made him stronger. The twinge of need started prickling up his back to his neck, he moved his neck around in a circle to try to stretch out the desire, no, not desire, the need to kill.

The monster was going to win, it was taking over, ‘everyone in this Godforsaken place needs to die’ Kangee thought to himself. “They all deserve to die, they all long for death, and I shall deliver it.” Kangee bit out through gritted teeth.

“Wh… What Kang? What did you say?” Adahy asked shocked and astounded at what he thought he just heard.

“They all need to die.” Kangees voice got dangerously low and gritty. “And they are going to like it.” He started laughing the evilest laugh you could imagine, low, methodical and demonic.

“I thought we just needed two pure ones?”

“Oh, we do. We DO, but my brother… my brother. It has been too long, this meaningless journey to this filthy city has kept me from my love. I need to kill; they should all die.” As Kangee was saying that he lit his cigarette thingy and blew the smoke over the crowd, making sure everyone was under his spell.

“Stop the music!” He yelled loud enough for all to hear. The DJ hit pause on the song buzzing through the speakers. “Thank you.” He nodded his thanks to the young man on the platform. Kangee walked over to him through the crowd and took the wireless mic from the DJ. “Staff please leave, and all take a break in the back.” He paused for a moment to allow time for them to leave. “You are all going to die tonight, and you are all going to love it! Your miserable lives are going to mean something tonight. Tonight, you will strengthen me. Your deaths will make me stronger. I will personally kill some of you, my brother will kill some of you, some of you will kill each other, some will kill themselves. Ultimately you will all die, and I will benefit from your miserable pathetic lives. You were born for this moment. Born to feed me, born to die for my cause.

Now, listen carefully, there are two women here of pure heart and body. Two will die a special death. There are two virgins among you. I can feel you, fell you getting hot, I feel your presence. My lust for blood is too strong for me to know who you are. I would hate for you to die in the wrong way. If you could please step forward and join me up on this platform, I would appreciate it. Don’t be shy, you are special, you are perfect. You will be treated like royalty tonight.”

Two young women who had come with the intentions of losing their virginity tonight stepped forward. One had straight long brown hair wearing skin tight dark jeans and a flowy pink strapless top. While the other girl had black hair in a pixie cut style and was wearing a short purple dress, that left nothing to the imagination. ‘If their goal was to get f****d tonight, they definitely would have.’ Kangee thought, the two women were holding hands and walked up to the platform together. As they stepped up, he noticed they both had big bright green eyes, upon drinking them in he got rock hard. “You two ARE special, I want you to sit on the side and enjoy what’s going to happen.” He blew an extra puff of smoke their way. They smiled and simultaneously said, “Ok, we will enjoy.” And shyly walked to a high-top table and sat in way that they could see the entire floor clearly.

“Brother, I must go see to the staff please keep an eye on our pets, keep them company. Everyone else, drink and dance.” The music turned back on and everyone carried on like nothing had happened. Adahy walked over to the two women to make them comfortable and sober, those two needed to be sober for the ritual to work. Kangee walked back to the employee break area.

“Thank you all for coming back here and patiently waiting for me. I didn’t want you to worry about what is going to go on out there.” He blew a few more puffs of the spelled smoke over their heads to make the compulsion stronger. “What I need from you is very important. You need to keep everyone drunk. Except the two gorgeous women off to the side with my brother. They are not to drink; they are special to me. People are going to be dying.” He blew another smoke cloud over them. “You will carry on as if nothing is wrong or even happening for that matter. No one else is to come into the club. And no one is to leave besides my brother and myself. Once everyone is dead, someone will call the cops and tell them everyone is dead, but no one will remember anything. As soon as my brother and I leave you will all lose the entire night from your memory and all you will remember is seeing everyone dead. Not one memory will remain. Just dead people, and a blank memory. Does everyone understand?”

They all answered yes at the same time in the same tone. Just like the good little brainless zombies they were.

“Good, now get back to work.” They all dispersed and went about their duties. Kangee stretched his arms, like he was just about to life something heavy, and cracked his knuckles and neck, in preparation for what was about to happen. “Let the fun begin.” He said manically and he walked back out to the dance floor. As he walked back, he started to shift and change, Kangee held back though and only let his hands change into the claws of the demon that he truly was. The three monster like fingers, long with thick patchy dark brown fur with black sharp 3 inch claws for finger nails. He walked the dance floor slitting the necks of those who were in his way, as he expected everyone acted like nothing had happened, they just kept on dancing, by the time he reached the table with the pure ones and Adahy were sitting his claws and hands were dripping and drenched in blood. He smiled at the girls, grabbed the closed person to him, yanked the man to himself and ripped out his heart, while it was still beating, he lifted it above his head and crushed it with his bare hands letting the blood flow over his head onto his body.

Kangee felt so alive, so rejuvenated, so happy, so hard. He had a full on raging b***r that was on the brink of exploding, painful, but that’s how he liked it. It would stay that way until he was buried deep inside the pure ones, or so he thought anyway.  He walked up to the girls and smeared blood on their faces, “Do you like that?” he asked them

“Yes, my master,” the brunette said “That was f*****g hot.”

“You know I did.” Answered the blonde “Show us more. Give us more.”

“With pleasure.” Kangee smiled “I won’t be long my dears.” Adahy kept them at the table and in conversation as Kangee glided back to the dance floor. He grabbed a woman, kicked in her knee caps held her up and waltzed around the floor, he kissed her feverishly, started licking her neck then took a big bite out of her jugular vein. He was immediately covered in blood from her spurting vain. He dropped her and started dancing around with everyone, killing random people as he went, snapping the necks of some, cutting open others, slicing stomachs, disemboweling a few. Soon there was blood, guts and dead people everywhere. There were still a lot of people alive and dancing though. He started to walk towards the DJ booth and something inside told him one more. He reached down and grabbed someone’s intestines that were spilled out of their body and wrapped it around someone else’s neck and choked them out, successfully killing them.

He walked up the stairs to the little platform and grabbed a hold of the mic, “Kill each other. Everyone dancing needs to die. Show no mercy. Let your darkest wishes come true and be known. Kill, f**k, maim… I don’t care. He turned to the DJ, once everyone is dead kill yourself, hang yourself with the speaker cables.”

Kangee started walking back to the table where his brother and pure ones were. There was so much anger, so much violence. Kangee stopped and looked around at his handy work, people were stabbing and cutting each other with broken beer bottles, others were having their faces stomped in, some were even being skull f****d. He turned a bit more and saw two women, one was eating the other out, literally devouring her v****a while the other was trying to gouge out her eyes. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. He came in his pants, something that had never happened before, he had never come from violence alone. This was a new experience for him, and he liked it. He locked the thought away for future reflection and exploration.

“Brother, this is insane. You are one sick motherfucker.” Adahy said to Kangee as he walked up to their table. “You came… Really? That’s new.”

“Yes, it is. I rather enjoyed this little game we played. I feel their strength. It’s charging me up, this is wonderful! I will need all the strength I can get for Him. He is one hard bastard to control, but once we have finished all the pure sacrifices, his strength will be mine, and he will serve me!”

“Sacrifice? Did he say sacrifice?” The blonde said to the brunette.

“Yes, my dear, sacrifice. You and your pretty friend are going to die. I told you everyone was going to die. That means you too little pure one.”

“I… I don’t want to die.” Kangee lit his cigarette again and blew it in her direction.

“Do not fear little pure one! You are serving a higher purpose.”

“What is the higher purpose?” The brunette asked Kangee with an intrigued look on her face.

“What you ladies are going to be giving your lives for is the eradication of a filth this world needs to be rid of, a race of vermin, disgusting creatures, their very presence is abhorrent. Werewolves.  You will be giving you lives to Boro Reropa, he is the great wolf demon. He will be at my beck and call once the 13 pure ones are sacrificed to him.”

“Thir…thirteen?” The blonde asked shakily.

“Yes, my dear you and our little brunette friend are 11 and 12, after you, I only need one more. Don’t worry my dear, it will be a very pleasurable experience, and I do mean pleasurable.”  Kangee lit up another one of his magical cigarettes, and smoked the entire thing going overboard a little because little miss blonde and sexy seemed very scared and apprehensive. ‘She has to be 100% willing. She can’t hold back. What is wrong with her? I will just have to f**k her into submission, bring her to the brink of orgasm over and over until she begs. Then I will killer.’ Kangee thought to himself. ‘Drunk on s*x and pain. The perfect sacrifice’ He chuckled to himself.

“Almost everyone is dead, brother. This is taking longer than I expected.” There were only about five people left alive, and three of those were bleeding out on the floor. There was a man and a woman dancing, as if they were lovers and enjoyed this as much as Kangee was. ‘What a shame. Two beautifully sick individuals dancing in the horror and gore. They aren’t killing each other. They must truly be in love. What a shame it ends tonight.’ “You two come here.” They stopped dancing and came over hand in hand. The music was still blasting and blaring.

“Why are you not killing each other. You are the only two left.”

The man who was wearing black and red Tripp pants, hooked together with all manner of chains a solid black shirt, a spiked wrist cuff, two eyebrow piercings in his left eyebrow, three piercings in his right nostril, a septum piercing, and snake bite lip rings said “We are masters of the drug you are using. We are impervious to it. We spell and sell it. You can’t make us do anything. We have rather enjoyed this little game you have going on.”

“Is that right? Well maybe you can help me then.”

“Why would we help you?” The woman asked. She had on thick black eyeliner, dark purple lipstick to match her deep purple and black checked mini dress, she also had on thigh high platform boots, that were splattered and spotted with blood.

“Why would you want to help me? Well because if you don’t, I’m going to kill you, because if you do you will become more powerful that you can imagine. I will give you the power you need to do whatever you desire.”

“You strike a hard bargain, what was your name again?” The man asked

“Kangee, and this is my brother Adahy.” The woman’s interest was piqued when she heard their names.

“You have yourself a deal Kangee. We will help you, in whatever you are doing. What are you doing anyway?”

“Well you see… these two lovely ladies are pure ones I will be sacrificing to Boro Reropa.”

“Boro Reropa?” She paused and looked at her man and gave him an inquisitive look. “The wolf demon?”

“The very best one.” Answered Kangee. “Now then, since we will be working together. What are your names?”

“I am Vestian and this is my wife Itanie.”

“How very pleasant it is to meet you. If you don’t mind, I have a DJ to kill.” Kangee stalked over to the DJ’s platform. “Those two are joining me, kill yourself now.” The DJ grabbed a few braided cables he had prepared into a noose and climbed up to the upper level, tied the end of the cable onto the railing, slipped the noose over his head, tightened the knot and jumped down. His neck snapped instantly.

“Ladies, come with me.” Kangee walked out of the club with Adahy and the pure ones. He hailed a cab and they drove away while all hell broke loose. The staff were all freaking out and crying, some were just sitting on the ground in complete shock.

11

Kajika led the way through the thick forest, dodging tall trees, boulders, fallen trees and the occasional deer. “Hey Kajika, is there a fence or anything around the property?” Chusi asked with genuine curiosity

“Nah man, we don’t have a fence, that would make it too obvious, we have plenty of no trespassing and no hunting signs though, there is one every couple of trees, so there is no excuse for someone not knowing. The locals also know this is all our land and to not come this far out. We are far from any trails or camp grounds. If someone wanders over here, they are here on purpose. We also have motion detectors and cameras everywhere. Just like that one.” Kajika pointed up and there was a small camera hidden amongst the branches. “If you don’t know it’s there you would never see it. They are all along the perimeter there isn’t a single inch that isn’t covered. If someone is here, we will know.”

“That is amazing, hey guys, I need a breather for a second.” Chusi said taking in deep breathes, trying to catch his breath.

“There is a tree just up here that is good to sit and take a break.”

“Thanks man. It’s been a long time since I’ve been on a run this long.”

“It’s only been 45 min.” Remarked Sicarius

“Yeah, well, Matchitehew and Kangee, don’t really allow or approve of going on runs. They think the only time we need to run is when we are chasing someone in our Skinwalker forms. I try to get up early and get out and jog or at least hit a treadmill but I usually only get like 20 or 25 minutes.”

“Wait, no running? How does your wolf handle that?” Kajika asked in absolute horror

“Honestly, my wolf has run and hidden so far down that I rarely know he is there.”

“He wants to come out, being around all these other wolves, has woken him up and he is eager to come out, but is still apprehensive.”

“I would make sure you have Taq and Bidzill with you when you change. Being hidden all this time could make it hard for you to change back.” Sicarius interjected. Chusi just looked at him in astonishment. “Sorry, being a telepath means, not only can I make people do whatever I want them to, or influence people, or speak in their heads. I can also read peoples thoughts and I can sense things they are unaware of, like your wolf, I can feel what he is feeling.”

“Well that’s just creepy man, but thank you for letting me know, it’s been so long, I don’t even know what it feels like anymore.”

“Creepy? You are accusing Sicarius of being creepy? Mr., I change into a demonic decaying beast and kill people for fun? Oh, that is priceless.” Kajika started to laugh.

“Yeah I guess you are right. I don’t change into him unless ordered though. But the urge to kill has been rather strong since we got here.”

“That doesn’t surprise me, Wolves and Skinwalkers and natural enemies. I’m surprised the other wolves haven’t been more on edge around you. Let’s head back.” The three of them headed back to the house, taking a straighter route, instead of the perimeter. “But it would make sense, that their wolves would recognize you and be more at ease around you. I can help with the urge; I can feel his need for blood shed. I can help while I am here, but once I am gone you will need to get help.” Sicarius commented.

“I will, I will find a way to live. I just hope Zene is ok with this monster being a part of me.”

“Zene? What? Why just her?” Kajika bristled.

‘f**k, you i***t, no one was supposed to know’ Chusi chided himself “Uhh, yeah, I would hate to make her uncomfortable, I was there when her parents were slaughtered by Kangee. I wouldn’t want to stay if I made her feel uncomfortable.”

Sicarius felt Chusi meant something different, but he kept to himself and decided to just dig a little deeper into Chusi’s head for answers.

“Oh s**t, that’s crazy. I wouldn’t worry, we have all been hurt in one way or another by them. She’ll be ok.” They returned to silence as the continued on their way back to the house. 20 min later they arrived back. Zene was sitting on the deck with a mug of coffee, looking sated and well f****d. His wolf violently came to the surface at the sight of her, he had to physically take a step back to balance himself. ‘Oh my god, that was intense. Calm down wolf, she will be ours, I can’t risk you hurting her or you not letting me back out.’ Chusi told himself. He felt an overwhelming sense of calm wash over him. “Thank you. He uh, my wolf that is, got a little eager and almost jolted to the surface.”

Zene’s face paled at the sight of Chusi jerking back after making eye contact with her. ‘What the hell was that? Did I misunderstand everything? Was that just a crazy one-night stand?’ She blushed and turned to go inside, before she made it to the door Chusi was up the stairs and grabbed her elbow.

“Wait.” Was all Chusi said Zene froze her skin heating with his touch. Her wolf making the most content sound she could muster at his touch. ‘Why are you making that sound? He doesn’t even want us. He can’t be our mate. He’s too messed up.’

“Please wait, Zene.”

“Come on Kajika, let’s go inside.” Sicarius said softly but firmly, as if it were an order.

“What was that?” Zene demanded when the sliding glass door shut behind Kajika. “We make love, or f**k, or whatever you want to call it all night after I open my heart and mind to you and today you can’t stand the sight of me? You flinch and retreat when we lock eyes.” She ripped free of Chusi’s grasp. “What the actual f**k Chusi!” Zene was fuming at this point, she almost punched him in the jaw, but held back and waited for his response.

“What?! NO! I would nev…, it’s not like that at all. Zene, last night… last night was the best night of my life.” Chusi was stumbling over his words astonished and in shock at the strong emotions and rage radiating from his precious, mate. “I mean.” Chusi stopped to take a deep breath. “I would never think of last night as some simple f**k. Zene, what are you thinking? Why would you think that?”

“You weren’t in bed this morning; I saw your note and it was insanely cute.” Zene softened and relaxed. “I thought last night meant something to you too. I have never told anyone Chusi, ANYONE what happened to my parents, not even Nakoma, my best friend, my Alpha, and you come along and I spill my f*****g guts to you, you make love to me and give me more orgasms than I have ever ahd in my entire life. Then you lock eyes with me and look revolted. Save the bs Chusi.” Before he even had a chance to respond she was inside and he just looked at the glass in the door with a devastated look on his face.

Zene walked past everyone in the kitchen and went straight for her office. She shut the door a little harder than she probably should have and turned her music on, not even bothering with headphones and turned up the volume. She had her industrial playlist on and Mindless Self Indulgence started pulsing through the speakers. She turned on her computer and started playing Halo online.

Nakoma stormed outside towards Chusi. “What did you do? She was in such a good mood this morning, happier than I have ever seen her.” She left the door open and he could faintly hear the music coming from inside. “That” she pointed in the direction of Zene’s office, “Hardly ever happens, she has locked herself in her office taking her anger out on some game blasting that godawful music, something that only happens when she is trying to not literally rip out someone’s throat. It has been at least a year since something has made her that upset. Explain yourself now!” Koma was red in the face and pointing and getting all flustered, she would go through hell before she let someone hurt Zene

“I honestly don’t know. I was having a hard time restraining my wolf, and Sicarius helped me. It has been a long, long time since he has been out and is really active and anxious to come out and run and interact with everyone. I just don’t know if I will be able to change back since he has been hidden for so long. I think Zene misunderstood my look of discomfort and weariness the wrong way. She just let me have it with both barrels and took off. I didn’t get a chance to tell her.”

Demothi walked outside and put his arm around Chusi. “Come on man, chicks are ca-razy, she’ll calm down after she’s killed about 200 poor souls online”

“Maybe I should go talk to her.” There was a resounding simultaneous “NO” from the entire pack.

“Just let her be Chusi.” Demothi said, “Don’t worry she won’t be angry long.”

“I just think if I could just talk to her and explain that my reaction had nothing to do with her, well at least not in the way she thinks anyway.”

“What does that mean?” Dem inquired.

“I uh, I don’t want to talk about it. I need to figure some things out.”

“Alright bro, well if you need an ear, don’t talk to me. I don’t do chick talk. s*x advice, wingman s**t, I got you bro. But chick issues? No thank you.” Demothi chuckled and slapped Chusi on the back.

Zene didn’t even hear the knock on her door, she was too lost in the music and game. “Zene, honey, you need to eat.”

Zene jumped out of her skin and fell out of her chair. “Jesus, Orenda, you scared the s**t out of me. What the hell? Haven’t you heard of knocking?”

“Good, I’m glad you fell out of your chair. And yes, I have and I did but someone has the music so loud that she couldn’t hear a bomb going off right outside.”

“Sorry Or, I’m just upset.”

“Yeah, ya think? Chusi told us what happened.” Zene paled and looked terrified and ashamed. “He told us he has been struggling to keep his wolf in line and he almost lost control, which is why it seemed like he was looking at you with such distain.”

“Wait he what?” color started to come back into her skin ‘Thank god he didn’t tell them everything’

“Yeah he said Sicarius had to step in and calm his wolf down, before he busted loose.”

“Oh, that makes sense. I feel really embarrassed now; can you send him in? I want to…”

“I’m right here,” Chusi came around the corner and Orenda slipped out. “Zene, I would never hurt you. You mean too much to me. Last night was the best night of my life too.” He walked towards her with a plate full of waffles, bacon, sausage, and a couple eggs fried and an orange juice in the other hand. “I thought you might be hungry.”

“Thank you, Chusi.” She took the plate and juice from him and started eating. He leaned on her desk. “Chusi, I’m sorry, I don’t know why I reacted like that.” It was happening again, her heart and soul were about to be bared and laid out for Chusi to see. “I feel like if you were to reject me or decide you don’t want to do this, that it would hurt as much as it did when I had to watch my parents die. I don’t even know you, but I feel so comfortable around you Chusi. I don’t know why. I hope this isn’t making you feel uncomfortable or anyth…”

Chusi leaned down and kissed her. Her lips opened in surprise allowing him access, he swept his tongue over hers tasting the sweetness of the pure maple syrup and tanginess of the orange juice. He slowly slid his hands down her body, down her neck, over her shoulders, down her arms. Relishing the feel of her skin warming under his touch. He reached the curve of her plump round ass, he squeezed, and she moaned. He swallowed her moan and started to knead her ass with his fingers. She moaned again and again soaking in every squeeze. It was exquisite. He picked her up and set her on her desk.

“I want to make love to you on this desk.”

“Shut and lock the door.” He hadn’t even noticed what she was wearing today until he turned around, she had on a little denim skirt and an I AM Groot baby doll style t-shirt. ‘Damn could this woman be any more perfect?’ He was back between her legs in an instant, her skirt drifting dangerously up her thighs and his hard erection pressed onto her ready s*x. He started to grind against her the friction driving them both crazy.

Almost reading his mind, Zene moaned into his mouth “Rip them, I need you inside me.” And Chusi did just that. He ripped the delicate fabric of what he was sure was lace and pushed two fingers inside her wet p***y. Zene gasped. “Ahh, I need more, more Chusi.” With that sexy little demand, he pressed his palm against her c**t and started rubbing it in synchronization with the thrusts of his fingers. Zene grasped the top of his running shorts and yanked them down.

“OH!” Zene said in a sexy shy surprise. “Commando? Again? Do you even own boxers?” His c**k had sprung free of the restriction of his pants and was slowly bobbing up and down. She grasped the base and started to slide her hand back and forth, lightly squeezing.

“I do, but what’s the fun in wearing them when you are around. They are just a hinderance and irritation when you are ready for me to claim you…”

“Claim me? Excuse me? What do you mean CLAIM me?”

‘f**k, f**k, f**k, why did you say that?” Chusi was kicking himself as he blankly stared at her for a moment/

“Chusi!” Zene exclaimed, “What do you mean claim me? You know what that word means to us, you haven’t forgotten have you?” Zene waited another moment while Chusi just stood there, his fingers still inside her and his palm still on her c**t, but his hand was still and he refused to move. ‘Well I may as well tell her; I can’t hide it anymore.’

“I mean just that Zene, I want to claim you. I want to claim you as mine. You are my true mate; I knew it all those years ago. When we were just kids, why do you think I was with you that night? The night when your parents were killed? You were too young to realize what our wolves already knew.” He started to move his fingers again. “Zene, baby, the only reason I followed Matchitehew and Kangee was to stay alive. I had to deny my relationship and friendship with everyone here, the day after you all left. I did what I had to do in hopes to find you, to get back to you. Even if you could never accept me, never love me, because of the monster that I had to become to survive.

Zene, I have always loved you. I will always love you. My wolf has been howling and scratching just beneath the surface to come out and claim you. He needs you. I have been so scared. So scared that you would look at me in disgust. So, scared you would reject me. Zene, you said yourself that you are comfortable around me you spill your guts to me. Your wolf knows Zene. She knows we are supposed to be together; she knows we are mates.”

Zene moaned in response to the movement, “Chusi, don’t stop I need you. I don’t understand this. I don’t know what we are doing, I don’t know what this means, but I need you. I am not admitting that we are mates, but I want you, I need you.”

Chusi was stunned by her answer, he thought she would push him away, hit him, do something, but not tell him that she needs him. “I can accept that, and I will do everything in my power and ability to help you.” He pulled his fingers out and rammed into her, to the hilt. Zene screamed in pleasure and Chusi took her mouth and kissed her deeply, drinking in her pleasure. He began to slide in and out of her painfully slow, inch by every rock-solid inch. Zene was eager and couldn’t be patient and needed him fast and hard not slow and sweet, slow and sweet was for another day.

She pushed him back and growled at him, Chusi fell to the ground in surprise, and before he realized what was happening Zene was on top of him, impaling herself on that perfect erect d**k of his and f****d him hard, as if she couldn’t get enough of him inside her. “More, I need more, harder deeper, f**k, Chusi I need more.”

He immediately started to press against that tight bud of nerves, moving his fingers in a circle around her c**t. “Open up for me baby, I have more to give you, just open up.” The orgasm started to build inside her and just like magic her s*x opened up more than it ever had and she finally had all of him inside her. She moaned and exploded with pleasure. ‘Bite him!’ Her wolf growled and demanded. ‘No, I can’t I don’t understand. I don’t have a mate.’

Chusi’s wolf was about ready to bite Zene and claim him as hers, he fought to keep him under control, His wolf had been in hiding for the past 8 years. He hadn’t even shown himself, made his presence known or anything. He couldn’t claim her yet, what if his wolf was broken, what if he couldn’t come back, how could he keep the demon inside controlled? Too many questions that need answers. ‘I can’t, I can’t claim her yet.’

Chusi hadn’t come yet, he flipped her over and traded places with her, she was splayed out on the floor and he was gazing down at her, holding himself up with one perfectly sculpted arm, not so buff that he was superhero build, but enough to where you wouldn’t want to pick a fight with him. The other was under her shirt popping one plump breast from her bra and massaging it plucking her n****e occasionally. “I’m not done yet baby”

“I know,” Zene said shyly. “I’m ready for slow and sweet now and my second orgasm please.”

“Yes ma’am.” He pumped in and out of her, the added moisture from her orgasm was making, making love so much better, he almost came after just ten thrusts inside her. ‘No, not yet. Come on man, get it together. I want this to last.’ He mentally told himself. He lifted her hips ever so slightly to get deeper and so he could get better access to that pretty little c**t of hers. He wanted to taste it, and he would soon. He pulled out of her and replaced his c**k with a finger to get some of her slick juice on his finger so he could play with that pretty little c**t. His c**k was back inside her in an instant.

Zene relished the feeling of fullness that he gave her and when he touched her c**t, my god it was like an instant orgasm button. He started adding pressure to her slit with the finger that was just inside her and she could feel the orgasm growing again.

“One day baby, one day I want to play with the perfect ass of yours.”

“You wish, not happening. That ain’t happening because I don’t have mate and that is sacred.”

He didn’t like her denying that she had a mate, let alone that he wasn’t it. “Why do you think you don’t have mate?” He began thrusting faster and faster, needing her to come again before he did. He needed to give her that pleasure, to let her know she is treasured and loved.

“AHH,” She moaned loudly almost screaming with pleasure and need.

“WHY?!” Chusi demanded. Zene came violently shaking and clenching down hard on his c**k and his own orgasm immediately followed.

“Because I’m too broken.” Zene admitted and a tear started to fall.

“No, sweetie, you are not too broken.” He pulled out of her and laid on the floor next to her pulling her into his arms. “You are not too broken. If anyone is too broken it’s me. I’m a wolf and a Skinwalker. How f****d up is that?” He chuckled to himself. “You know what babe?”

“What Chus?” Zene whispered as another tear fell down her face.

“Don’t cry Zene, please don’t cry.” He wiped away her tears and kissed the trails they made down her face. “I think the only reason My wolf is still intact is you. Matchitehew, Kangee and their cult of sickos sacrificed their wolves to become Skinwalkers, their wolves were called to lay down their lives. But not mine, mine fought and just went into hiding. The others, they can turn into wolves, but not in the same way, they are feral wolves, out for blood, any blood, even the blood of their brothers.

The only reason my wolf is still here is because of you. He knew you were his mate and he wasn’t going to go down without a fight.” He chuckled a little. “You know sometimes I think I can get rid of the demon, get rid of this Skinwalker beneath the surface.”

“Why do you think that?” Zene moved her and over his heart to feel his heartbeat as he talked to her, to feel it erratically beat with every word said.

“It only makes sense, everyone else’s wolves were killed so they are fully Skinwalker. My wolf didn’t die, he only went into hiding. I have both inside me. The two cannot exist in the same place, evil and good cannot live in the same house, in the same temple. One has to leave or die. Ever since I’ve gotten here, my wolf has been itching to break free, has been getting stronger, from being with his true pack mates, his brothers. There has to be a way to get rid of this Skinwalker, this demon inside me.

Zene, I won’t claim you until you are ready, I won’t bind you to a demon. I love you with all of my being. I will love you forever and will do whatever it takes to make you realize that we are true mates.” He pulled her on top of him and she straddled him as he held her close and let out some tears.

“OK Chusi, I won’t resist you. I think I may be falling in love with you. That is why I had such a strong reaction to you. We will find a way. We will find a way to save you and your wolf.” They laid there in each other’s arms for a long time just enjoying each other’s presence.

12

Zeth, Sicarius, Qaletaqa, and Nakoma were in the office going over the information that Sicarius was able to glean from Chusi in the time that they were together on the run and on the trip to the estate.

“Kangee is doing something big, something bad. Chusi doesn’t know exactly what, but I have a hunch that it has to with a demon, a bad one.” Sicarius started out the conversation.

“Kangee is worse than he was when you left him. I did some looking and there have been multiple disappearances of people when he is around. Most recently 10 young women have all been reported missing, I am assuming dead, and the only thing they have in common is that they are women and virgins, according to their friends they had all decided to go out and lose their virginity. They all left with a man of the same description, tall Native American man with hair down to his waist, insane tattoos but the one everyone recalls is the skull of a dog or wolf on his upper arm with the mouth open, looking like it was coming out of him, there were eyes though. In the skull there were dark eyes, eyes that seemed to follow you. That can only be Kangee. I believe he is sacrificing these women to a demon who could wipe out all werewolves, not just you and your pack here.” Zeth explained what he had learned in a dark troubled tone.

“What do you mean a demon that could wipe out all werewolves. We thought he just wanted to kill us, not every wolf on the planet.” Taq started to panic a little.

“Taq, calm down. It makes sense. Think about it. They became Skinwalkers. They hate what we are, what they were. It makes perfect sense for him to want to wipe us out. You don’t think things through when it comes to my father. We will figure this out.” Nakoma put a hand on his shoulder and smiled up at him. “Do we know what demon he might be trying to summon?” She redirected her attention to Sicarius and Zeth who were sitting on the other side of the table from them. Both men looking like they had been carved from stone.

“No, we don’t.” Sicarius started to say.

“If we only knew who he was summoning we could find out how to kill it or at least send it back to where it came from.” Nakoma looked a little defeated with and concern etched in her brow.

“I have something else to tell you. Something very important.” Sicarius’ Egyptian accent was starting to come through. He spoke with a perfect American accent when he was here in the states. The only time his true accent came out is when he was deeply troubled. Nakoma could count on one hand the number of times he had let his American accent slip and that had her worried and concerned. She immediately stood up and went to his side and perched on the table. Sacarius was a brother to her. He cared more about her and the pack than anything. Well the pack and the team, they were his family, for now anyways. When they all died, and he lived on he would find a new family, a new pack to care about. Or maybe just continue with their pups and their pups’ pups and so on through the generations for his lifetime. For his lifetime was never ending, or virtually never ending. He had been around for centuries and would remain for centuries after Koma and Taq were long gone.

“I have not been fully truthful with you, with any of you.” He held onto Nakomas hand and looked Qaletaqa in the eyes. “I am not just a Telepath who can influence people. I have never told anyone this.” He looked at Zeth, “I am sorry for lying to you brother, for lying to all of you.”

Qaletaqa visibly stiffened and his wolf was at the ready. Ready to take him out if he didn’t like what he heard. “Please calm down brother, it is nothing bad. Just something I have forever held on to and kept secret, for I fear what it may mean for those I love. I fear their reactions and that I may lose the relationships I have built with those close to me.” He closed his eyes took a deep breath and opened them again. “I am a true immortal. I have been alive since the days of the Pharaohs of ancient Egypt. My mother was one of the head handmaidens in the palace, my father was Horus.” Everyone in the room stared at him in amazement, all stunned to silence. “He was pleased with the praises of my mother and wanted to create a son who would be the perfect assassin who would kill the current Pharaoh, whom Horus despised. He came down and laid with my mother, and I was born. A Demi-God, son of Horus. When the Pharaoh found out he had my mother killed and raised me as his own.” His eyes glazed over and started to go dark.

“Sicarius are you ok?” Nakoma asked him, snapping him out of his memory filled daze.

He coughed and said, “Yes, yes I am fine. Thank you.” He looked Qaletaqa in the eyes again. “I can send the demon back to where he came from and banish him from this plane of existence. It will be difficult and will take time, but I can do it. Please do not let this information leave this room. The others do not need to know until the time comes. Just let the others know I am working on a plan, when you update them all.”

“Of course, Sicarius, you know we love you right? This information changes nothing. I’m still going to give you s**t for everything.” Nakoma gave him a big hug. “I love you brother!”

“Love you too sis.”

“Ok hands off my mate you freak of nature.” Qaletaqa laughed and scorned Sicarius jokingly.

“Incest is gross Taq.” Sicarius smiled releasing Nakoma.

“There is another matter that needs to be brought to your attention. Something a little more delicate.” Zeth nudged Sicarius.

“Yes, the other matter. Chusi thinks he is Zene’s true mate.”

“Really? How would he know that? I thought his wolf was gone.” Nakoma asked.

“Oh no, his wolf is alive and well. Actually, a little eager to get out and run and interact with the pack. I had to mentally restrain his wolf after the run this morning. I felt the same urge and desire in his wolf when he laid eyes on Zene as I sense in you and Qaletaqa, and with Luyu and Bidzill. I don’t know how it is possible, but his Skinwalker and wolf cannot coexist. One has to go. I don’t know how long he will survive. He might start to get really sick. In all my years I have never seen this. Chusi is the first one, but if his wolf is alive then there is hope. We should be able to find a way to destroy and banish his Skinwalker. His blood lust will grow as will his wolfs strength. It will get too much for his body to handle.”

“But he has survived this long, how can we know?” Qaletaqa asked

“Taq, man, his wolf was dormant. Was in hiding or hibernation, or however you want to say it. Since he has been back here his wolf woke up. He is ok right now, but we don’t know for how long.” Zeth tried to reason with Qaletaqa, it just wasn’t making any sense to him. “Michael can help Sicarius. He is an angel, he can help Chusi and help bring down this demon. I have chosen my team very wisely. Even though I have no supernatural abilities, my ancestral ties bring me into this world. I know far more than any human ever should. My Viking ancestors worked closely with Michael. He has sworn an oath to my family. I am sorry for not telling you about this earlier. Only my team knows he is an angel.”

“Not just an angel.” They heard from the door. “I am an Archangel.” Michael walked in looking like he was on a mission. “I have been sent here to help this world and protect those who are pure and good. Like yourselves. Zeth’s ancestors helped me find my way when I thought all was lost, and for that I am forever grateful.” He stopped and gained his composure.  

Michael was a glorious six foot five, had the muscles of a man who worked out 5 hours a day, his eyes a piercing bright green, the greenest eyes you had ever seen. Un humanly green and bright and sandy blonde hair that hung down to his nose, but always perfectly styled, looking like he had a personal hairstylist do his hair every morning.

“I’m sorry I don’t mean to be rude, but if you are an archangel where are your wings?” Nakoma asked almost in disbelief.

“Well, much like your wolf isn’t always visible, and she is inside of you. My wings are inside of me. They fold out of my back. Would you like to see?”

“Very much!” Nakoma said excitedly.

“Alright, Zeth, Sicarius if you could go to the other side of the table to give me room.”

“Sure thing.” Zeth motioned for Sicarius to lead the way. Michael took off his shirt and hung it on the chair Zeth was sitting in. He unfurled his wings, they flared out and he held them open. His wings were a shimmering gold and spread out almost 13 feet.

Nakoma and Qaletaqa stood there in awe just admiring the glory and magnificence of his wings, and they were magnificent. The light glimmered off each and every feather. Nakoma was sure they would be blinding in the sunlight.

“Umm, come out. There is some news you will want to hear.” Michael said coyly.

13

Luyu and Bidzill had slept in the next morning. Qaletaqa had told him to take the morning off of his beta duties since Zeth and his team were there. No need for the morning patrol. There would be enough people going on runs in the morning to make sure the perimeter was secure.

Bidzill woke up first with a rock-hard b***r. ‘God when was the last time we got to sleep in? Never I think.’ Bidzill noticed that Luyu was still fast asleep and he didn’t want to wake her, at least not by moving. Her head was on his chest and one of her legs was laid across his lower half. She never slept fully naked, but for some reason she had come to bed 100% in the nude. Maybe she was planning on waking him up in the middle of the night, but who knows. She was so exhausted from yesterday; she had fallen asleep as soon as her head hit his chest and she hadn’t moved in about 10 hours. ‘Time to wake up, my dear’ He thought to himself.

He slid one of hands up her thigh and around the back, cupped her ass and gave it a light squeeze. He slid his fingers down the crack of her behind, and found her s*x. It was warm and slightly moist, he kept moving his fingers and slid one inside her quickly and he moved to her c**t, that perfect nub of pleasure. ‘This should work.’ He smiled to himself as he started to apply pressure and circled it with his thumb, one finger still inside her.

Luyu started to get wet, still too tired to move or wake up. He started to move his finger out of her and her body shivered and she clung to him in her sleep, silently begging for the void to be filled again. He fingered her for a minute then brought some of her sweet moisture to her c**t and started rubbing it in. She woke on the verge of orgasm.

“Bidzill!” Luyu gasped and he thrust two fingers inside of her and she came at the sudden penetration. “Good f*****g morning to you too handsome.” She winked and smiled at him. “I like that wake-up call. Do that more often.” Luyu giggled.

“Well it definitely worked better that the alarm clock we have to replace every couple of months because you’ve thrown it across the room.” Mocked Bizill.

“Hey now, be nice.” She playfully slapped him on the shoulder. “If you woke me up like this all the time, we wouldn’t need to replace the alarm clock.”

“Oh, we’re playing dirty, are we?” Bidzill smiled his devilishly perfect, panty dropper smile and had a glint of danger in his eyes. We only have the clock because I was tired of replacing your phone.” He slapped her on the behind hard.

“Yipe!” Luyu squealed in pain, but the kind of pain that quickly turns to pleasure. She climbed on top of him fully and rested herself along the length of Bidzills c**k, her wetness coating only one side of his c**k. “Oh, yes, we are playing dirty.” He didn’t notice that she had grabbed the handcuffs, they occasionally play with. “Very dirty.” She said as seductively as she could while slapping the handcuffs on his left wrist, which was laying above his head, to the bed. His c**k twitched against her wet s*x.

“I like very dirty.” Bidzill moaned in agreement with her actions. She slid over him rubbing his c**k with her s*x and letting the head of his c**k hit her c**t. She sat there teasing him for a good couple of minutes.

“Luyu, baby I need to be inside you, I can’t take it anymore.”

“No sir, that’s not dirty, did you forget the rules?”

“No, I certainly did not.”

“So, you know what to do…” Luyu made the last statement open waiting for him to do what she needed him to do. With his free hand he slid his middle finger over his c**k head to get some of the juice that was building there, both his pre-come and her s*x juices. He put the finger at the entrance of her ass and pushed in. She immediately felt a fullness that she needed, he moved his finger in and out of her ass matching her rhythm of rubbing up and down his c**k, going faster as she moved faster, she was on the brink of coming again when he growled at her.

“f**k me! Sheath my d**k with your p***y and f*****g come on me, now.” She did just that, she lifted so his d**k was standing up fully, and impaled herself crying out with the fullness she felt in her p***y and ass. It was exquisite. She f****d him long and hard, his finger never leaving her ass.

She bent down and whispered, “Talk dirty.” And started to nibble and lick his ear.

“You are going to come in the next minute, then un cuff me and I AM going to f**k you in the ass.  I don’t care its time, I want it. You have been finger f****d and had butt plugs in your ass, but this morning I am going to f**k it. While I f**k your p***y with a vibrator and I play with your c**t. You are going to keep coming for me.”

“Ahh!” She screamed as they both came. She was eager to get the cuff off him and let him finally have her. “Yes, f**k me like that Bid, f**k me. I am yours.”

As soon as the cuff was off his wrist, he flipped them over and pounded into her a couple of times, needing to be deeper inside her. He couldn’t get up to get the vibrator, something inside of him was telling him to keep going to keep making love to his mate. His pace became frantic as he squeezed one breast and kissed and sucked the other. Luyu was bucking and matching him thrust for thrust.

Then something happened, she opened up more and he got longer and harder than he had ever been they both began moaning uncontrollably. Gasping for air as their bodies pounded together in a desperate need neither of them had felt before. They both needed more.

“More, Bid I need more! I need more of you!” Luyu cried, tears filling her eyes with her desire and primal need.

“I need more too Lu, I need to be deeper, I need to possess you.” He started to growl with a primal need.

At that moment he bit her on the side of her breast and she bit him on his shoulder. They both came violently and started to shake. Luyu felt something inside her head and heart snap, and suddenly she felt the overwhelming pleasure, love, need, strength, and mental clarity that came with a fully formed mating bond.

Bidzill felt the snap as well and they both just stared into each other’s eyes, their love for one another growing. ‘We’re… We’re fully bonded.’ Bidzill though

‘Yes we are’ Luyu thought back.

“We can talk to each other, without talking!” Bidzill smiled like a kid on Christmas.

‘Shower?’ Luyu asked through their newly formed connection.

‘Yes please!’ Bidzill answered with a grin.

14

When they walked into the kitchen to finally get something to eat, they noticed not everyone was there.

“Where is Zene?” Luyu asked Orenda.

“Chusi pissed her off and they are both in her office. He is trying to apologize, but from the volume of her music, it’s not going well.” She answered, concern lacing her tone.

“Koma and Taq?” Bid asked.

“Oh, you guys have some news! That’s awesome congratulations!” Michael extended his hand for Bidzill to shake. Bidzill took his hand and gave a firm shake.

“Uh, thank you, how did you know? And why didn’t you answer my question.”

“Sorry, I can see the change. You are both glowing bright as to where before, you both had a dull glow about you. Now you are like your own sun.” He smiled and winked his beautifully bright green eyes. “I’ll go get Nakoma, Qaletaqa, Zeth and Sicarius. They will want to hear it from you.”

He headed down the hall to the Alphas office while everyone just kind of stared at them wondering what Michael meant. Not even a minute later and the five of them were headed back down the hall when they heard Zene moan so loud it was heard over the music blaring out the door.

“Well guess you were right Sicarius.” Nakoma blushed and they chuckled and continued on down the hall.

“What’s the news?” Everyone in straightened when they heard Qaletaqa speak.

“Our bond is complete!” Luyu squealed in delight!

“That’s awesome! Yay!” Koma reached for Luyu and pulled her into a tight hug,

The living room erupted in cheers. “That makes sense.” Taima said and Demothi threw a pillow at Bidzill and Luyu.

“Are you two finally going to stop being so gross now?” He asked as the pillow was in midair.

“Not a chance.” Bidzill grinned and nipped Luyu’s earlobe.

“Ugh. Gross, as long as I can still make fun of you its ok, I guess.” Demothi sarcastically added.

“Only if we get to make fun of you when you finally find your mate.” Luyu winked.

“I’m not planning on mating; I enjoy the single life. Sleeping with different people, not having to worry about pregnancy. Man, this is the life! I am tellin’ you.” Demothi kicked his feet up and put the hands behind his head.

“Never?” Adira asked, “That actually seems kind of lonely. Never having anyone to share those intimate details with, or special times with. Forever alone.” A tear threatened to fall down Adiras face.

“Well when you put it that way babe, yeah, single. None of that mushy s**t for me.” Demothi retorted.

Adira got up, “Excuse me, I think I need another cup of coffee.” She walked out of the room in silence.

“But we’re in the kitchen, the coffee is right there.” Demothi called after her. Taima thwapped him on the chest.

“Nice going bro. Way to upset her.”

“Why? What did I say?” Dem asked, not knowing why all the women and Zeth were glaring at him.

“Nothing Demothi, don’t worry about it. She is just emotional today.” Zeth said after he was done glaring at him.

Everyone heard the music cut off from Zene’s office and everyone glanced that direction. Chusi and Zene emerged from her office, his hand in hers. She had tears in her eyes.

“Zene, honey, what’s wrong?” Nakoma came to her side and glared at Chusi, “What did you do! Why is she crying? I swear to God if you hurt her…”

“Koma,” Zene put her free hand on Nakoma’s chest in an effort to calm her. “Chusi is great. I’m not crying because of him. We are actually perfect.” She stopped and smiled up at him cautiously. “But, umm, something did happen. Back in New York. Sicarius, what did you make them believe?”

“That they were there looking to relocate to New York, and get out of the South for a change. Why? What happened?” Sicarius sounded concerned, and he rarely sounded concerned.

“Well, two girls went missing and an entire night club full of people were slaughtered. All the patrons were killed, the employees are all ok, but no one is talking. No one knows what happened. They said they just remembered waking up, or coming out of some kind of trance, and there was blood and bodies everywhere. I got the news report when Chusi and I were, uh” she stopped herself before she said making love on my desk. She coughed and continued as she blushed at the memory. “When we were talking.”

“And by talking you mean?” Demothi asked with a hint of mischief in his voice.

“She means talking.” Chusi responded, with menace in his eyes.

“Whoa calm down there, buddy, didn’t mean anything by that.”

“Sicarius, can you go to New York and see what is going on?” Qaletaqa asked.

“Of course.” His perfect American accent was back in full swing. “If I can talk to one of the employees, I may be able to actually find out what’s going on. I’ll leave right away.”

“Thank you, Sicarius. This has to be Kangee, I mean from what you told us, the only two survivors from a m******e go missing. Zene, can you find out if the two missing women are virgins?”

“I can try, why the hell would that matter though?” Zene asked.

“Well, there are 10 women who have already gone missing and they are all virgins. Sicarius and Zeth think Kangee is sacrificing virgins to some demon.” Qaletaqa explained.

The entire pack and security team looked at him in shock. “A…A demon?” Kajika stuttered out.

“Yes Kaj, a demon. Unfortunately. But we don’t need to worry about that. Sicarius and Michael will handle that.”

“I’ll see what I can find out.” Zene went back to her office and loud metal/screamo music came blasting through her speakers.

“How does that women still have hearing? Every time she is in that office of hers some obnoxiously loud music is blaring from it?” Zeth asked truly curious.

“I don’t know honestly, but, you can tell what she is doing by the type of music she is listening to. That is hacking music. It helps her focus apparently.” Nakoma smiled and shook her head.

“Koma? What car should I take to the airport? I don’t want to leave you guys hanging.” Sicarious asked.

“I’ll take you.” Kajika interrupted. “I want to take the 4Runner out and have some fun. When is your flight?”

“I’ll get one when I get there.”

“Alright let’s go, do you need anything?” Kajika asked.

“Ya I just need to grab my laptop, and I will be ready.” Sicarius headed up the stairs to the room he was staying in. Chusi went after him.

“Sicarius, wait. Can we talk for a minute?”

“Let’s walk and talk Chusi.”

“Ok, well what should I do, I mean you are leaving and I don’t know how to control either my wolf or Skinwalker. What if I do something horrible? What if I hurt Zene?”

 “You will be fine. Have faith. Your wolf won’t let anything happen to Zene. I would actually take a run, in wolf form, with your Alphas and Beta. They should be able to control your wolf if anything happens. Don’t worry. I will be back tomorrow. Besides, they have tranquilizers if they need to use them.” Sicarius smiled. “You will be ok, Chusi.” Sicarius slung this laptop bag over his shoulder, and walked out of the room to meet Kajika in the car.

‘Go for a run, in wolf form? I don’t even know if I can change’ Chusi pondered as he meandered back down the stairs to the kitchen. Everyone had kind of dispersed. Zeth and his team were all in the living room watching some superhero movie, Taima and Demothi were outside sparring, Luyu and Bidzill were sitting at the breakfast bar eating some waffles and bacon, Orenda was stretching and was now wearing yoga clothes, Taq and Koma were talking and smiling. From what he could gather, they were talking about having pups.

Chusi walked over to his Alphas. “Hey, I know I uh, I haven’t pledged any loyalty to you two as my Alphas. But I was hoping you two and Luyu and Bidzill would come with me to see if I can even change into a wolf anymore and go for a run. Sicarius thinks my wolf will submit to you, and I want to at least try.”

“Of course, we can Chusi!” Nakoma gave him a tight hug.

“How long has it been since you have changed?” Qaletaqa asked.

“Eight years, that’s when Matchitehew and Kangee forced us to become Skinwalkers. He has been in hiding since then. He is very eager to come out.”

“Yeah, we will go out into the woods a little and try out there away from everyone else, in case anything happens.” Koma said almost to eagerly.

“Great, I’ll meet you guys outside.” Chusi headed for the sliding back door, walked out and observed the sparring happening outside.

Taq walked over to Bidzill, “I’m sorry. Things changed, no more break today. We need both of you. Chusi wants to try to change into his wolf, which he hasn’t done in eight years. He needs all four of us to be there. Sicarius thinks his wolf will submit to Koma and I but we need you two as well.”

Bidzill looked both disappointed and excited at the same time. “Well, at least we got to sleep in. Yeah, we will be ready in about five.”

“Great, thank you. I appreciate it.”

“Of course, Taq. We never expect a full day off.” Luyu winked at him as she took a bite of bacon. Meanwhile Nakoma walked over to Zeth, “Can I talk to you for a moment.”

“Sure thing.” Zeth got up and followed her to the dining room

“I need your best sharp shooter.” Nakoma said in hushed tones so no one else would hear.

“What’s up?”

“Chusi, is going to try to change into his wolf and go on a run with Taq, Bid, Lu and I. This is all Sicarius’ idea. I need someone who is familiar with our wolves and can take Chusi out with a tranq if needed.”

“I’ll go talk to Adira. She is the best and she knows all of your wolves well.”

“Thank you Zeth. We don’t want anyone else to know. We don’t want to make his wolf anxious, or his Skinwalker angry.”

“I understand.” Zeth squeezed her shoulder and walked away to find Adira.

Nakoma walked back over to her mate. “Adira will be at the ready with the tranq gun, in case things get out of hand.”

“Thanks babe.” Qaletaqa kissed her on top of her head, these two are in as well. They just want to finish eating.

“Ugh, running on a full stomach, no thank you.”

“Who said they would be full?” Bid said coyly. The four of them laughed as the Betas finished what was on their plates.

15

Nakoma lead them to a small clearing about a mile from the house. “This should be far enough away.” She looked around and scanned the tree line to make sure no one had followed. She spotted Adira, she had run at a safe distance behind them, and was climbing up a tree. “Chusi, I want you to listen and not get mad when I tell you what is going to happen.”

Chusi looked at her in shock, “What do you mean by ‘going to happen’? That sounds like you’re planning to sacrifice me.” He chuckled. “I won’t be mad, Koma. I promise.”

She smiled at him and glanced at Qaletaqa. “We have asked Adira to keep a tranquilizer gun trained on you, in case things go south and your wolf doesn’t respond how we want it to. I am not going to tell you where she is to keep her safe, just know she is out there.”

“I understand.” Chusi hung his head in shame. “I am not mad at all Nakoma, you have to keep yourself safe. I would do the same thing. I wish there was more assurance I could offer. I will not be mad, with you at least, if she has to take me out.”

“What do you mean you won’t be mad with her?” Luyu asked in a protective tone.

“I will be mad at myself if I can’t control my wolf, and I will be mad at my wolf if he doesn’t submit to Koma and Taq. I will not hold any kind of grudge or ill will against my Alphas.” He paused to look Nakoma and Qaletaqa in the eyes. “I cannot swear an oath to you and accept you officially as my Alphas until the demon inside me is gone, but I can give you my word, that I will die before I let anything happen to you, this pack or our friends. Even if I have to leave you, I will.” Chusi’s words were confident yet sad at the end.

Bidzill took Chusi’s shoulder, “Let’s not let that happen, ok. We will figure this out. We should have gone back for you. But we know you wouldn’t have left your mother.”

“Thanks, Bidzill, I appreciate the words.”

“Ok, back to the task at hand, Luyu, Bidzill, please change. Once they change, I want you to try Chusi. Taq will change with you and I will stay human to help you.” Nakoma took charge but in a gentle way.

            Taq looked at his mate, incredulity seeping into his eyes. “If you think I am going to leave you vulnerable you got me all wrong babe.”

            “Taq, I will be fine. I’m not going to stay like this the entire time, only until he is fully changed. Besides my Alpha vibes are stronger this way. You are the stronger Alpha as a wolf and I am stronger as a human. He will have both our Alpha compulsions to contend with. It will help I promise, and I will be ok, don’t forget our master shooter out there.” She gave her mate a wink and the sultry smile that always got her what she wanted.

            Bid and Lu changed into the wolves, the air kind of shimmered and Chusi heard the popping of joints and bones. Two massive wolves stood where the Beta humans were just standing. Bidzill was solid black with icy silver eyes, exuding danger and don’t f**k with me. When they left Bidzill wasn’t nearly as big or as black, he got so much bigger with the years passing.

            ‘I wonder if my wolf still be small or big like Bidzill’ Chusi pondered silently.

            Luyu was a strong beautiful contrasting silver color, not as big as Bidzill but still pretty big and had bright icy blue eyes. The pair of them, Betas with icy eyes that scream don’t f**k with us, we will f**k you up.

            “Are you ready Chusi?” Koma asked him.

            “Umm yeah” He cleared his throat. “yeah I am ready. This is gonna hurt like hell.”

            “Probably, since you haven’t changed in years, your body isn’t used to the change, a couple weeks of regular changing and you won’t feel the pain anymore… hopefully.”

            Chusi looked at Nakoma “Hopefully?”

            “Well yeah, I mean you are also part Skinwalker, so who knows what that would have done to you and your wolf.”

            “Good point. Ok let’s do this.”

            “Do you need me to walk you through it?”

            “Nah, it’s just like driving, you never really forget how to do it, no matter how long you go without driving.”

            “Well I’ll be right here if you need me.” Chusi gave Nakoma thankful nod, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. As he exhaled his wolf jumped to life. The pain was excruciating, a cry burst from his vocal cords, a sound that didn’t sound human. His wolf lurched from the depths of his soul, and was staggering around, weak on his feet.

            His wolf was a deep russet color with green eyes, you could see the outline of his ribs. He looked very sick. Sick but hopeful, determined.

            Nakoma gasped and took a step towards Chusi. She out her hand out to him so his wolf could sniff her hand and see that she was safe. He immediately sniffed it and licked it. He then moved to put his head under her hand in submission.

            He saw a deer out the corner of his eye and bolted for it. His wolf was weak and slow, Nakoma quickly changed and the four of them ran in the direction Chusi went and caught up with him quickly. They noticed the deer he was after and Bidzill sped up and took it down. When Chusi caught up to where the deer lay, he started to tear into the flesh eating like he hadn’t eaten in days, or months even. Qaletaqa stepped in and nudged Chusi in an effort to get him to stop eating. If he eats to much too fast in his weakened state, he could get sick and risks engorgement and possibly death.

            At first Chusi turned his head and snarled at him. Qaletaqa kept his gaze on Chusi’s eyes and was emanating his Alpha vibes. Chusi growled again but backed away from the deer in submission. The others ate the rest of the deer. Chusi whined and was shifting back and forth, anxious to run. Nakoma looked back at Chusi and her muzzle was stained red from the blood. She yipped and the others stopped eating.

            Nakoma howled and everyone joined her, she then nodded her head and Chusi started off at a light trot, knowing he wasn’t strong enough to go on a full out run. The feel of grass under his paws was heavenly. It felt like he was trotting on clouds, his wolf was smiling as he felt himself getting stronger. They weaved in and out of trees and jumped over boulders and fallen trees. As they came up on a little stream Chusi heard the snap of a twig, his head shot to the right and his ears were pinned back on his head and his mouth was in a nasty snarl. Adira froze.

            She had been running alongside them, the trot was easy to keep up with. She frequently ran in marathons so this was nothing but a light warmup to her. When she heard the snarl, she grasped the gun and held it ready, aimed right at the russet wolf. “Chusi, it’s me. You’re safe it’s ok. Calm down.”

            He snarled again and crouched down in an attack formation. Adira took a step back, shocked at the hostility in his face. “I don’t want to shoot you Chusi.”

            Nakoma changed back and stepped in front of Chusi in a non-threatening stance, “Chusi, back down.” He growled again, as if to say ‘She is not a wolf, she is dangerous.’

            “Chusi listen to me.” She threw out her Alpha vibes and they did nothing to sway the wolf. He continued stalking forward. “Adira, wait, I want to try to get through to him.”

            “Are you sure? He doesn’t look like he will be swayed.” Adira was calm and collected.

            “Yes, I am sure. Taq help me out here.” Qaletaqa jumped in front of him trying to stop him and tell him to back down with his Alpha vibes. Nothing was working though. His paws started to change into claws and antlers started growing out of his head.

            “Adira! Shoot now!” Before Nakoma could finish telling her to fire the tranquilizer was sticking out of Chusi’s shoulder and he was changing back to a human and collapsing to the ground. Qaletaqa, Bidzill and Luyu all changed back.

            “Man, that’s rough. I’ll carry him back.” Bidzill offered.

            “Thank you Bidzill he was fine until he noticed Adira, his wolf was ok around us but went psycho when he noticed the non-wolf.” Nakoma looked sad.

            “His wolf probably was not strong enough to hold back the Skinwalker when it sensed prey was nearby.” Qaletaqa scratched his chin as he always did when he was thinking deeply.

            “You may be right Taq, I think we need to keep working with him, maybe get the others involved until he is strong enough and back to a normal sized and healthy wolf. Maybe keep the security team far from him when we are working with him for now. At least until he is strong again.” Luyu offered up and Bidzill picked him up and they headed back to the estate.

            “You may want to remove the dart before we get back. You probably don’t want to raise more questions. Maybe someone should text Zene so she can be ready and prepared. Chusi is going to be really mad and upset with himself when he wakes up.” Adira said.

            “I’ll text her. Good idea Adira. Thank you.” Nakoma pulled out her phone and opened a message. Hey girl, so don’t freak out. Chusi wanted to change with some help. Taq, Bid, Lu and I went out with him and Adira came as a backup with the tranquilizer gun, just in case, ya know. He did really great. His wolf is very weak and looks very sick. He submitted to myself and Taq but as soon as he saw Adira he uhh, well freaked out. He snarled at her and moved as if he was going to attack her. He wouldn’t back down for me or Taq and he started to change into the Skinwalker. Adira had to shoot him with the tranquilizer. He will need you when he wakes up. We are headed back to the house now.

            “Ok she knows. Let’s get back quickly ok. I’m sure Zene will be freaking out.”

16

            Sicarius walked up to the club.

“Excuse me. You can’t come past the tape.” Said a pudgy cop whose uniform buttons were about to pop open.

“I am the owner if this establishment.” Sicarius looked at the short man. The cop whose name was apparently Wilson, according to his name badge.

“I don’t care who you are no one gets through without Detective Moons say so.” Wilson pushed his hand into Sicarius’ chest.

“Well go get him. I need to get inside.” Wilson was starting to get on Sicarius’ nerves. He was too tired and there were too many people to just make Wilson just let him in. Although Sicarius could make anyone do whatever he wanted, and he could make people believe anything he wanted them to, it took a lot of energy and today had already been a long day. Restraining Chusi’s demon was more difficult than he would have liked and he didn’t get a wink of sleep on the trip up.

“Hey Bill, go get Detective Moon. This guy says he is the owner and needs in.” Wilson yelled over to one of the other cops keeping the area safe. He was gone for a minute and a tall man followed him back out the building.

“Detective Patrick Moon,” He held out his hand to shake Sicarius’ “How can I help you?”

“I need into the building; I am the owner of this establishment. I need to see what happened and talk to my people.”

“You are the owner?” The detective said in a condescending tone. “We already have the owner inside. Now how can you be the owner, when the owner is already inside.”

“He is the man who runs the establishment and stands in for me as the owner when I am not available. This IS my establishment and you WILL let me in.”

“OK, man sure. That makes sense.” Detective Moon scoffed and turned around as if to blow him off and continue his work.

“His name is Xander Cross. He is six foot, bald, built like a freight train, scary looking motherfucker covered in tattoos. Go ask him, he’ll tell you. I had business down south so I asked him to stand in, but this is big and I am here.”

“So he is.” He swept his hands through his hair. “Alright look I’ll go talk to him, if your story checks out, you can come in.”

Officer Wilson stood there, incredulity all over his face.

“Frank, let him come in.” They both heard from inside. Officer Wilson looked stunned and held up the police tape for Sicarius to go inside the building.

“Thank you, Frank. You look like a Frank, suits you. Have a good day Officer Frank Wilson.”

“It’s a mess in there sir, be warned.” Frank grabbed Sicarius’ elbow and looked him dead in the eyes.

“Thank you again Officer Wilson, I am prepared for whatever I see.” Sicarius walked into his club keeping his cool. Xander was a great guy, looked terrifying and had the don’t f**k with me or my people persona down perfectly, but he really was just a big teddy bear. One of the sweetest people you could ever meet, until you pissed him off.

“Sicarius, I didn’t think you would be able to come back to handle this.” Xander said a little shyly.

“What happened?” Sicarius asked the Detective.

“All the patrons are dead, some dismembered, some disemboweled, some simply with slit throats, others…” the detective shuddered. “I don’t even know. None of the employees remember anything. They remember the night going as normal, serving drinks, then nothing. They all described a feeling of waking up from a deep sleep and everyone being dead.”

“How much longer are you going to be here tonight?” Sicarius asked.

“Until all the bodies are gone. The Coroner had to leave and is almost back with all the supplies to bag and tag everyone.  Your employees are free to go home, just remind them they cannot leave town and will all need to come in and give formal statements tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Detective, I will be sure to let them all know. I will also have my lawyer come in with them tomorrow. Please direct any further questions through my lawyer.” Sicarius handed him a business card.

Detective Patrick Moon did not look happy, “I will. Have a good night.” He left without a handshake.

“Office, now, not a word.” Sicarius told Xander. The two men headed to the office. “Hold on a second.” He told Xander. They had just walked by the employee break room, where everyone looked tired and hungry. “I will talk with you all soon, I need to talk to Xander then I will be in to talk to everyone before you leave.” He looked at one of the bouncers, “Order some pizza, you guys look exhausted. I won’t keep you all too long I promise, just hang in there. If you haven’t done so please contact your loved ones and let them know you are ok. I know how the police are in these situations, and don’t let you talk to anyone.”

Sicarius then continued to the office with Xander on his heels.

“I didn’t think you would make it back, man. I was trying to handle things here. You said under no circumstances to call you back here, that your business in Georgia was imperative.”

“It is, Thank you for handling things. It just so happens that this may be directly related to the situation. When I heard about this, there was no club name or any information other than a club in New York. I didn’t know it was my club until I landed. I really do appreciate you handling things, and things will go back to normal soon. You will be back to acting owner once this is over and done with.”

“Of course, man, I know you like to keep a low profile, working as head of security for Zeth Osouf. I don’t know how you would do that and run this place.” Xander said with a hint of amusement in his voice.

“You know I have many businesses and many people like you I work closely with and trust. I have a knack for making money, I just can’t be in the public eye.”

            “Yeah, not aging, that would not look good to the general population. I’ve known you for 30 years, and you haven’t aged a day. I totally get it man. I got your back.”

“Thank you. I appreciate it, now I need to talk to everyone, I need to dig and see what I can find out.”

“Dig? Ugh, I do not enjoy you digging in my mind. It’s too creepy.”

Sicarius chuckled, “But that’s how I knew I could trust you, even when you were only 5. I knew you would be trust worthy and loyal.” He paused and smiled at the memory of the tank of a man in front of him at the age of 5. “I think I know what happened, but I need to confirm it.”

“Alright man, let’s do this so we can all get on with our day and go home.”

“Sounds good to me.” He hugged Xander and the men headed to the break room. The pizza had just arrived, and everyone had descended like vultures.

“Alright everyone. I know many of you but for those who don’t know me I am Sicarius, and this is my club. Xander just runs everything for me. I need to speak with a few of you privately quickly.” He scanned the room, pointed to the waitress that had been helping Kangee, the waiter and V.I.P. area bouncer. “You three come with me please.” Sicarius did a brief look into their heads and those three seemed to have the most information, that they didn’t know they possessed.

The three of them went to the office and Xander stayed with the employees and joined them in eating some of New York’s finest pizza.

“He is the owner?” A blonde asked Xander.

“Yes, Sicarius is more of a quiet or silent owner, he trusts me implicitly.”

“Oh.” She responded in an almost bratty manner. “He’s hot, I wonder if he’s single.” She then smiled and got that twinkle in her eye.

“He is not interested Stephanie, close your legs, he isn’t going to sleep with you.” Xander chided her. She sulked and went back to her spot on the bench.

Sicarius came back in a few minutes later. “I have given each of your names and phone numbers to my attorney. The police have requested no one leave town, and that each of you go into the station and give a formal statement. You should all be getting a call this evening or tomorrow morning from my attorneys’ office. Someone from their firm will be with you when you go to the police station, and anytime they may follow up with you. We will be closed for the next few months probably, until the investigation is complete and Xander and I coordinate a complete renovation, something that I was thinking about doing anyway.

Please do not worry, you will all still be paid your wages, plus tips of course, until we reopen, until then take some time to rest and relax. Think of it as a long-paid vacation. In the mean time I must leave again. Please continue to direct any and all questions to Xander, he will follow up with me if it is needed. You will probably never see me again, you all have acted professionally, and I expect you to continue to do so. Any expenses you may incur in this time are covered, my lawyer will not charge any of you a dime.

You are all free to go home, but remember, stay in town until this is over with, and do not talk to the police or detectives without someone from the attorney office. Thank you.” Sicarius turned and walked out of the club, shaking Xander’s hand as he left.

17

            Kangee and Adahy were still asleep when Ahote went to find them. “Kangee, Adahy, wake up.” He turned on their light and kicked the still booted foot of Kangee that was hanging off the bed and hit Adahy in the arm. “You two need to wake up. We are leaving in ten. Get up and get downstairs.”

            “Screw you Ahote.” Adahy said as he rolled over.

            “Well if you guys weren’t out ‘til five A.M. wreaking havoc, you might actually be awake and not miss breakfast. Get downstairs. Matchitehew is NOT happy.”

            “Fuckin A man. Fine we will be downstairs in ten minutes.” Kangee moaned as he pushed himself up and glanced down at his clothes as Ahote left their room. “Adahy, I need a quick shower I’m still covered in blood.”

            “Sure thing, I will be fine without one. I just need to change, and I will good to go.”

            Kangee headed to the shower to wash off the dried blood as quickly as he could. When they got downstairs Matchitehew had a sly grin on his face. “The club?”

            “That was us.” Kangee said with an accomplished grin on his face.

            “I like it brother, but be careful, we may be moving up here. We do not want to draw undue attention.” Matchitehew said cautiously.

            “Do not worry my brother, no one knows. The herb is amazing.” He replied mischievously. “Where are we going?”

            “About 45 min outside of the city there are some properties worth looking at.” Chansomps responded for Matchitehew. They walked out of the hotel, got in the SUVs and headed out. Chansomps was driving one the SUVs when he swerved and almost ran off the road.

            “What the hell man?” Ahote exclaimed. Chansomps pulled off to the side of the road and pulled the SUV to a stop. “What was that?”

            “Sorry, I just had this flash and pain in my head. Like there was something trying to push through. I just need a minute man.”

            “Do you need one of us to take over?” Ahote asked.

            “No man, I will be ok just need a minute.” Chansomps said with his head in his hand. Ahotes phone rang, “What’s going on? Is Everything ok?”        

            “Yeah everything is fine Chansomps had a flash of a vision in his head and he just pulled over for a minute.”

            “Pansy tell him to get back on the road. Or I will remove his head. No more head, no more visions, no more issues.” The voice on the other side said.

            “Damn, Kangee, give the guy a break. Give him a minute. Don’t be a grump. Just because you didn’t get much sleep doesn’t mean you have to be a dick.”

            “That is exactly what it means. Hurry up.” Kangee hung up.

            “Alright, come on Chan, let’s get back on the road.” Ahote calmly coaxed.

            “Of course, I am better now.” The rest of the drive went off without a hitch.

They pulled up to a huge yellow house in White Plains, NY. It had 12 bedrooms on half an acre of land. All the men looked at it with disgusted looks on their faces.

“Chief, this has to be over 100 years old and it’s yellow. You can’t be serious.” Adahy spoke up.

“It’s big enough, that is what matters.” Matchitehew glared at Adahy. They walked up to the stairs. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he collapsed to one knee and groaned. He had a flash of a tall building and a big man who looked Egyptian, and a name came to his mind. ‘Nakoma.’

“Chief, are you ok?” Kangee asked, then he caught himself on the door frame as a pain shot through his head as well. “What the? What is happening?”

Matchitehew slammed his fist into the floor. “Damn it!” His voice echoed through the empty house. He heard a voice in his head. ‘Someone has messed with your memories and thoughts. Why would you be moving to New York? That doesn’t make any sense. No, you were in New York for that little bastard Qaletaqa. He has connections in New York and the man who f****d with your head has to be one of them. Why else would he change your memories?”

“That man at the park, he changed our memories. Qaletaqa and Nakoma have a connection to New York, we need to get back to the city and find him now!” Matchitehew ordered everyone to get back to the city immediately.

18

“Zeth, Taq, Koma, office now!” Sicarius yelled as he walked back into the house. “It’s urgent, get in here now!” he added impatiently.

“What’s wrong Sic?” Zeth looked at Sicarius with a furrowed brow.

“I have a s**t ton of bad news.” His American accent was slipping again. Nakoma looked at him, concern and sadness in her eyes. “First things first, the club was one of mine, so I was able to get in with no issues. Everyone besides the wait staff was completely slaughtered. It was a blood bath in there. I was able to get into the heads of some of the wait staff. It was Kangee and one of the others. They were smoking something that made people do whatever they wanted. Kind of like what I can do, but not as permanent.

They left with the two young women who are missing. One of them heard the name Boro Reropa. So good news, we know what demon they are trying to summon. Bad news they only need one more to complete the ritual. Even more bad news, while I was digging through their minds, I felt the Skinwalkers break through my control over their minds, and because I was so physically and mentally exhausted, I was not able to stop it.

They now know that I know you two and will be looking for me or a connection to you at the office. Our time has drastically dwindled. Please tell me you guys have some good news.”

The three of them stood there in shock just staring at him for a moment.

“Fuck.” Nakoma broke the silence. “Well not great news, Chusi’s wolf came out, but he looks very weak, we caught a deer and he ate some, he submitted to us, but his Skinwalker tried to come through so we had to tranq him. Zene is with him now. He is not happy. He is beating himself up for not being able to control it.”

“Well that’s not horrible news. I need to get some sleep. I am past exhausted.” Sicarius left the office without another word and went to the room he was sleeping in.

“Well damn, that explains why he came back so soon. I wasn’t expecting him to come back for a few days at least.” Zeth rubbed the shaved side of his head, his fingertips caressing his long blonde strands. “Who wants to tell the others?”

“Guess I will.” Qaletaqa spoke up for the first time since Sicarius walked in. “We need to find a way to kill the demon inside Chusi sooner, rather than later. We also must get his wolf stronger. It’s only a matter of time now. Zeth, they are probably already back in the city can you call and have the security doubled and warn them about a group of Native American men coming in looking for us?”

“Yes, I certainly will. Don’t worry Taq, we will get ahead of this.” Zeth left the office, pulled out his phone and walked out the front door.

“Well now it’s our turn, I’ve already sent out the text for everyone to meet us on the deck out back.” Nakoma placed her hand on Qaletaqas shoulder. He took her hand in his, kissed her palm and laced their fingers together.

“Our turn indeed, let’s go babe. This isn’t going to be a fun conversation.” They walked down the hall, through the kitchen and out the oak French doors that led out to the deck. Everyone was gathered there, Zene and Chusi sitting on a cushioned bench holding hands, Bidzill was leaning against the railing and Luyu was in arms smiling up at him. Demothi was leaning over and sitting with Adira. Michael and Kajika were leaning against the rail, drinking beer and talking. Orenda and Taima were conversing with some of the others on Zeth’s team.

All talking ceased when Nakoma and Qaletaqa stepped foot outside, the sun was just setting casting beautiful oranges, reds and purples across the sky. Qaletaqa took a deep breath and let it out in a hard huff, “We got a s**t ton of bad news guys. As you all heard, I’m sure, Sicarius is back. He was planning on staying a few more days but had to come back this afternoon. The club was Kangee and someone else.”

“Probably Adahy.” Chusi weakly said. All eyes turned to him and he spoke up a bit, “He is essentially Kangees lackey. He will do anything and everything Kangee tells him too. He practically worships the sicko.”

“He always was a little attached to Kangee.” Qaletaqa nodded his head as if he were in deep thought. “Well, they club was Kangee and Adahy. They were smoking some kind of mind control drug/herb. They left the club with 2 virgins, but luckily we know which demon Kangee is trying to summon, Boro Reropa.”

“I thought I killed him, centuries ago.” Michael said in utter astonishment.

“Apparently not, Sicarius said one of the wait staff heard that name. But that’s the ONLY good news. When Sicarius was digging in the minds of the waitstaff, he felt his control slip on the rest of the bastards, he said he felt the Skinwalkers break through and destroy the ideas and memories Sicarius had given them. He was or rather is still too exhausted to fix it. They know Sicarius has some kind of connection to us. Zeth is on the phone with the guys he left in New York to brief them and update them. Sicarius has gone to sleep; he needs to rest. We have less time than we initially thought. We have to find a way to get rid of Chusi’s Skinwalker and we need to help his wolf get stronger.

Chusi, man, brother, we have to keep going out and working on the control. Get some rest tonight and when Sicarius wakes up tomorrow, we will go back out and work with your wolf.” Qaletaqa locked eyes with Chusi, whose eyes were starting to tear up.

“I… I don’t know if I can.” Tears started to fall down his face. “I don’t think I am strong enough.”

Zene put her hand on his face, “You are more than strong enough Chusi. You have me, and the rest of the pack. We love you and we are here for you. You made it here, you made it home. You can do this.” Chusi gazed into her eyes and her wolf growled in determination.

“I’ll try.”  He whispered to Zene. “I’ll try, I won’t give up.” He said a little louder this time for the rest of them to hear.

“Good it’s settled then. Everyone, get some rest tonight. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day for us all.” Nakoma ordered.

Zene got up and walked over to the railing as everyone else went inside. She watched the rest of the sunset and was just gazing out into the night blankly. She stood there for what was apparently hours.

Chusi came outside and stood by her side for a moment before saying anything. He took a deep breath and finally spoke, “Hey, Zene, why are you out still out here. It’s been a couple hours and you haven’t moved from this spot.”

“I’m scared Chusi, I just thought maybe I could stand out here and connect with my mother. She loved looking up at the stars and I feel a little closer to her. I need her guidance Chusi. I just don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to help you. They are coming a lot sooner than we thought. I don’t know how I really feel about you or that you think we are mates. I just don’t know Chusi.” She started to tear up. Which was getting increasingly frustrating because she hadn’t cried in years until Chusi showed up. The man could just cut right through to her core. Chusi pulled her in his arms and she cried in the curve of his neck.

“Zene, babe, love, I am not going anywhere. We will win this. I will be ok; we will find a way. My wolf will get stronger. We will conquer this. I’ve got you. I will wait as long as you need me too.” He softly kissed the top of her head.

“Thank you Chusi. I am just confused and tired.” She finally looked up at his face. “Hey you are looking so much better that you were even a few hours ago.”

“Ha! It’s amazing what eating a crap ton of food will do for a person.” Chusi chuckled as her took her hand. “Come on let’s get you something to eat and go to bed.” He lifted his eyebrows in a way that was slightly suggestive.

“Are you sure you don’t have something for me to eat already?” Zene glanced down at his package and smiled. “It appears you do have something for me to devour.”

Chusi grabbed her ass. “Only after you get some real food babe, you look hungry.”

“Hungry for you.” She said coyly with a wink and a sexy smile.

19

Matchitehew walked into the massive building that Sicarius had walked out of earlier that week.

“Chief, shouldn’t I go in and deal with this for you?” Kangee asked as he tried to grab Matchitehew by the arm and stop him from going inside.

“No, you shouldn’t we have wasted enough time. I’m taking care of this myself. None of your tricks worked on keeping someone out of our heads. I am the only person I trust right now.” He walked up to the desk and asked the very average looking man behind the desk wearing a grey and black security uniform. His name tag even had a very average name on it, Tom. No one would remember him, there was nothing special about this man. Just your typical average looking dude. “Tom, I need to see your head of security.”

Tom looked up from his computer and looked the man over and sighed heavily, in the way only an entitled 20-year-old could do. “He isn’t here.” He said in a very blasé tone and huffed again.

“When will he be back?” Matchitehew pressed.

“Look man, I don’t know. All I know is he isn’t here and the building is closed now. Unless you have an office in the building you need to leave.” Tom pointed to the door. Matchitehew locked eyes, with the boy, because that’s all he was really.

“I need to speak with whomever is in charge. I am not leaving until I do.”     

“Hey! That’s me!” Tom said in an extremely fake enthusiastic voice. “I’m in charge until tomorrow morning. Come back then. If you don’t leave, I am going to call the cops.” His voice went back to the blasé tone of before. “Leave.”

Matchitehew growled at Tom, “What time tomorrow?”

“If I tell you, will you leave?”

“Yes.” He said through gritted teeth.

With a long exhale the rather irritating Tom said, “Seven. Come back at seven tomorrow morning.”

Matchitehew turned and walked or rather stomped out of the building. “We have to come back in the morning. No one is here to get answers from.”

“I would have gotten answers.” Kangee declared angrily.

“No, you wouldn’t have, the building is empty, just a puny guy at the security desk.”

Kangee glared at the doors. “How can that middle eastern fucker not be here?”

“He’s not there. I didn’t sense him there. Unfortunately, the kid was telling the truth. I need to eat something. We will come back in the morning.”

“Of course, Matchitehew, we will eat then head back to the hotel for the night. Tomorrow should be fun.” Kangee said fun with the sinister smile he got when there was death coming.

20

He had walked for days and was dead tired. Yes, he saw the ‘No Trespassing’ signs, but he didn’t even give it a second thought. His mother came from a long line of witches and his ancestors had bestowed upon him strong magic. He was able to fool the cameras that the property owners had installed. He could feel the energy coming from them, so slipping past was no big thing. He was able to manipulate the electronics to show nothing but the forest while he walked out of view of the cameras. He wandered until he found a little cave, where he made himself at home. He made a little fire and laid out a sleeping bag that had traveled with him across the country, when his stomach grumbled. He changed and took off after some bunnies.

He smelled that wolves were in the territory, after he finished his bunny snack, but he didn’t realize that when he first crossed the property line. He had to be on his guard. In his experience wolves weren’t the best people to be around. His father made that completely clear. He finally found him when he turned 17 only a few years ago. Since then he has been on his own. He knew he had to go North Georgia but the ancestors would not tell him why.

‘Go to the mountains of North Georgia. Your future is there.’ They would tell him.

“Great but why? That is so far away! How will I get there?” He would respond while shaking either his head or his fist, depending on how he was feeling that day.

‘That we cannot tell you young one. All we can say is go.’ And they would be gone just like that.

            Well here he was. In the mountains of North Georgia and he felt he was close to where he needed to be, but he was exhausted. He needed to go back to the cave and rest.

21

Zene pulled Chusi into her room and closed the door. He cupped her neck and bent down to kiss her softly, but Zene took over and it became more passionate and almost feral

“You need to eat.” Chusi broke away and said breathlessly.

“I can eat later, I need you. I can’t explain it, but I need you. I need everything you can give me. Right now.” Zene grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his gorgeous caramel, muscular, perfectly sculpted body. She put her hands on his chest and rubbed his chest, and shoulders sensuously. He groaned every time her hands were caressing his shoulders. He pulled her against him and encircled her in his arms. She wrapped her arms around his body and up his back grasping his shoulders from behind, effectively closing any gaps between them that remained. He squeezed her against him, feeling her soft perky breasts through her top and bra. He cupped her ass and lifted her, prompting her to wrap her legs around him. He walked them over to the bed where he placed her down gently with ease. Chusi propped himself up on his hands looking down at her.

“You know, babe, I can’t take your clothes off if you don’t release me from the death grip your legs have me in.” Zene giggled and pulled him down on top of her with her so called death grip. He fell ungracefully with the thud on top of her, and with some crazy ninja like skill flipped them over and she straddled him on the very edge of the bed.

Chusi looked up at her dumbfounded. “What the? How did you even do that?”

Zene laughed boisterously, and clumsily fell off the bed. She didn’t stop laughing though, if anything her laughter increased. When she stood up her shirt was off revealing a pastel purple lacy bra, that was quite frankly sexy as hell. If Chusi wasn’t hard before he could now sculpt marble with his d**k.

She stood there and composed herself smiling at him coyly.

“God your laugh is sexy, and you, yourself, damn, and that bra? Could I be any luckier?”

“You very well could be.” She unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied out of them. She was wearing a matching lacy boy short panty in the same creamy pastel purple.

“I stand corrected. You are correct. I could be luckier.” He looked her over and his eyes flashed wolf for a moment. “My wolf wants to claim you so bad, Zene. He is anxious, even in his weakened state, he knows you are his and he wants you for his own. I want you for my own Zene. I know you need time, but I need you to know how I feel, how my wolf feels.”

Zene closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms gently around his neck. She pulled his head into her chest and softly said, “I know. I know, Chusi.”

He licked her right breast where the fabric of her bra ended, and her soft supple flesh began.  She pulled his head back and bent to kiss him. He pushed himself further up the bed and she met him inch for inch, crawling over him, her lips never leaving his. She unbuttoned and pushed his black, ripped in the perfect places’ jeans down his body as he moved up. They were both sporting their under garments, Chusi in his bright blue boxer briefs and Zene in her lacy ensemble. She felt his erection and slowly lowed herself along the length.

She was so wet; her panties were soaked. Zene rubbed herself along his length, the friction of their combined fabrics, teasing her c**t oh so gloriously.  She closed her eyes, just enjoying the friction between them. She kept gasping and moaning, she couldn’t even kiss Chusi, for the fear of not being able to breathe or catch her breath.

“Zene, baby, I need more. I need to feel you.” He made quick work of the tricky front clasp of her bra. He freed her from the unnecessary garment and tossed it aside. He quickly took a breast in each hand, rolling her n*****s and squeezing, applying the right amount of pressure for maximum pleasure.

Zene gasped loudly and came with a force she had never experienced. She bucked and screamed out in pleasure, effectively pushing her breasts almost flat against his palms.

“f**k me Chusi, take me right now. I need more of you too.” Chusi pulled her against him and flipped them over changing their positions. He yanked her panties down as far as he could reach and Zene assisted in kicking them off. He just grabbed and ripped his bower briefs and plowed into her burring himself deep inside her core in one quick thrust. Zene screamed out from the sudden fullness.

Chusi could not hold back, he slammed into her over and over again. Relentlessly pumping into her. Her second climax was coming. She dug her nails into his back. No, those were not nails. They were claws. Her hands started to shift and gasped in pure ecstasy. Her eyes flashed wolf and Chusi lost it. He came instantly, exploding inside her, and a howl ripped from his throat.

That brought Zene back to reality, she immediately recoiled and backed away from him. She fell off the bed onto the floor, as the strength in her legs had not yet returned from that glorious orgasm, wait, those glorious orgasms. There was definitely more than one.

“Oh god, Chusi. Did I just… Did I just mark you?” Zene said horrified and terrified of his answer. She can’t mark him, she felt sick to her stomach, she even placed an arm over her stomach to try to settle it.

Chusi looked absolutely defeated. “Zene, baby, no. No no no.” He said in a soothing voice. “You didn’t mark me.”

“But that howl? I thought…”

“The howl was because your eyes, your eyes flashed wolf and my wolf was very pleased. He wanted me to mark you, to claim you, but Zene. I told you I would wait until you were ready. I decided to howl instead. To give him a release too.” Zene sighed in relief. “Zen, why did you look to disgusted and afraid?”

“I… I… uh…” Zene was struggling to find the words, to find the words to tell him how she was starting to feel. She felt like she was falling for him. Falling for this monster that he was. No, not that he was. He was no monster. She was falling for the man he was being, the man he was showing to her, but the monster frightened her. She could feel her wolves urges and compulsion to claim him. Her wolf knew Chusi and his wolf were theirs. ‘just tell him. It will be ok, just tell him you coward.’

“Zene?” She must have stopped talking and was probably staring at the wall like an i***t. “Zene, what’s wrong?”

She snapped out of it and looked into his eyes. ‘You can do it Zen, tell him you love him.’ She gave herself a little pep talk for the courage to tell him what she feared most. More that Kangee and Matchitehew, more than nightmares of the night her parents died, more than anything in the world.

“I think I am in love with you Chusi, and that terrifies me.” She said in a whisper barely loud enough for a mouse to hear her.

“What did you say?” Chusi looked at her in disbelief. He didn’t think she could feel this, especially not this soon. “Zene, baby, did you just say you’re in love with me?”

“Of course, that’s the part you pick up. Not the fact that it terrifies me.”

Chusi slid off of the bed and wrapped himself around her. “No, I heard that part love. I just don’t understand. How can you be in love with me but terrified about it?”

They sat there naked on the floor he was gently rocking them side to side in a gesture of comfort. They sat and rocked in silence until Zene started to shiver. A tear slid down her face and landed on his arm.

“Hey, baby, it’s ok. Come on let’s put some clothes on and let’s talk. Please. It’s ok to be afraid, but I want you to talk to me. I need you to talk to me, baby. I can’t help if you don’t tell me why you are scared.” Zene nodded and stood up wiping her tears away. Chusi popped up and took her hand and kissed her palm. “I have loved you for more than ten years. I have loved you since you were a little girl, hell, I was just just a teen myself. Your wolf hadn’t come to maturity yet, crazy how our wolves stay pups for the entire length of time that we are kids. You and your pretty wolf are the only things that kept me alive. Doing what I had to do to stay alive.”

They were at her chest of drawers and Zene pulled out a thong, yoga pants and a shirt that said ‘Digital Angel’ on the front with pixelated wings on the back.

“You are such a nerd.” Chusi chuckled and that made Zene smile.

“Geek. I am a geek thank you, or hacker extraordinaire if you prefer.” Zene wiped the last tear from her face and smiled at him. “Why do you say that anyway?”

“Zen, look at the shits in that drawer… you have every Marvel, DC, Star Wars, Star Trek, video game shirt ever made.” He laughed boisterously this time. “AND your office, come on babe. How could someone not know you are a nerd.” Zene looked at him and opened her mouth to correct to him but her corrected himself first. “Geek, sorry not a nerd lol.”

“Thank you, biker badass.”

“Biker badass?” Chusi inquired.

“Well you are usually in biker boots, some form of ripped pants and when you first got here you were wearing a leather jacket with wings, trying to look like Daryl from the Walking Dead. Come on, biker badass to the tee.”

“You got me there. I love my motorcycles. Guess I will have to get a few new ones know that I am here. I will probably never get my old ones back.” He looked sad for a moment. “That’s enough deflecting, talk to me.”

“You are still naked sir. I couldn’t possibly talk to you about my fears while you’re standing there, balls and d**k out.”

“Oh, you’re right. Umm, do you have anything?”

“Actually, you are in luck. I have a pair of men’s sweats I wear when I am not feeling good. They may be a bit small, but they should at least work.” She handed the baggy dark grey sweatpants to him.

“These are tiny! What are they a small?” He was eyeing the sweats with a concerned look on his face.

“NO! they are a medium thank you very much!” She giggled. “Ok they will be small on you but it’s better than nothing. No wait, I take that back. I like you in nothing.” She smiled devilishly.

Chusi harrumphed and put the sweats on, sans boxer briefs. “Oh, going Commando, are we?”

“Are you kidding? These are too small as it is, another layer of fabric… no thank you. Besides I normally go commando in sweats.”

“Good to know! I will log that away for future reference.” The things going through her head were so dirty. Her eyes will be glued to his crotch next time she saw him in sweats. She was getting wet just thinking about it. ‘Cool you jets girl, you need to talk to him, and tell him why you’re scared.’ Her smile faded, “Come on let’s talk.” She walked over the little seating area she had set up in her room. Two comfy chairs, one she sat in frequently, to read or think, the other usually was just a catch all chair, laundry or her laptop bag usually ended up there. Chusi followed her, sat down, and grabbed her hands.

“Why are you so afraid Zene? I understand there is risk, with this demon inside me, and my wolf being weak. But your love will give me the strength I need to survive and get through this.”

“It’s not just that.” She stopped him, so she could try to explain. “I barely know you Chusi, we were kids when we knew really knew each other. We all change as we grow up. My wolf is 100% sure we are mates. I trust her, I do Chusi, but falling in love and bonding with someone you barely even know. It’s scary. We haven’t found a way to get rid of the Skinwalker yet. What if we can’t…” She started to cry

“We will find a way Zene, I promise you. We will find a way. Nothing can keep me from you. If I have to go back to Xanthor myself and make him undo this, if I have to kill Matchitehew with my bare hands I will. Death itself can’t even keep us apart. I have survived this long. Gods be damned if I am going to let this evil keep us apart, now that I have found you.”

“Chusi, there has to be a way, there just has to be.” Chusi pulled her onto his lap and they just sat there for a while.

22

The sun woke him up in the morning. It must’ve been about six in the morning. He stretched and sensed that soon he would not be alone. He tried to cover his tracks and scent. The scent would be a little harder to cover than his tracks. He covered his tracks and rubbed leaves and dirt over his body to try and hide his scent. Since his mother was a witch his scent was different than those of full-blooded wolves. His blood was sweeter. So, hiding it with nature was a little more difficult.

He packed up his belongings and climbed up a big southern live oak tree as far as he could. He was out of sight for now, but not out of scent range for the wolves. He just hoped he was far enough up the tree they wouldn’t notice him. Maybe they wouldn’t be in their wolf forms this far out. All he could do was wait and see.

23

Bzzzz bzzzz bzzzz… “Zeth” Zeth picked up his phone in his usual no nonsense tone.

“Hey boss, got an issue here. There is a group of fuckin’ scary looking Native Americans. They already f****d up Lenny. I will handle it but just wanted to let you…” Zeth heard a door being kicked in and grunts from the other side.

“Jason! Jason! Jason god damnit answer me!” The line went silent. “f**k, f**k, fuck.” Zeth dialed another number “Gabriel, we have been compromised. I don’t know Jason’s status, he just called and while he was filling me in I heard the door get kicked in and some grunting, not sure who was grunting though. I’m assuming Jason cuz the line went dead seconds after.”

A cool crisp voice came across the line. “I don’t know how anyone got past the security.”

“Lenny probably needs a hospital, they are Skinwalkers Gabe, they probably changed forms to get past security, or they just took Lenny’s key card.” Zeth heard keys being punched on a keyboard in quick succession.

“No, Lenny’s card has not been used. If they are Skinwalkers they probably kicked his ass for fun.”

“You’re probably right. I need you to take charge, damage control, keep as much info secure as possible. They can’t find out where we are.”

“Got it boss.” The call ended and Zeth briskly walked inside from the front porch where he was sitting alone and in silence drinking his morning coffee.

“Taq, we got a problem.” He said when he saw Qaletaqa coming out of the bathroom off the living room.

“Again?” Demothi chimed in from the couch where he and a few others were watching the morning news.

Zeth sighed, “Yes, again. Unfortunately. They are at the office, Lenny, well he is probably on his way to a hospital and I fear Jason is unconscious in the security office. Gabriel is on it, and handling things, but this is bad. They will find out sooner than we thought. I fear they are close to knowing where we are.”

“s**t man, that sucks. Does Sicarius need to go back?” Qaletaqa asked.

“f**k no! I need to be here for when they get here. Once they find out where we are. I need to be here with you. Gabriel can handle things there.” Sicarius said from the stairs. He had just woken up. He fell asleep as soon as he got to the house yesterday and slept for about twelve hours straight. His perfect American accent was back.

“Another young girl has gone missing in New York. She didn’t make it home from work last night. Foul play is suspected. This makes five in the last few days alone. Police are urging women to be careful out there.”  The news reporter said, making everyone hold their breath.

“Well guess Kangee has his last victim. He was probably so pissed last night that they got shut down that he went crazy, seems like this one was sloppy. If Lenny and Jason are needing medical attention, Gabriel might not stand a chance. Lenny doesn’t hesitate to shoot and Jason, he’s a f*****g beast. He puts The Rock to shame.” Zeth’s voice was laced with concern.

“We need to get Chusi out and try to help his wolf now. We can’t wait.” Nakoma piped in from the kitchen bar where she was also enjoying her morning coffee and a bowl of fresh fruit.

Demothi jumped up from the couch and jogged up the stairs and down the hall to where Chusi’s room was and ran back. “He’s not in his room.”

“Check Zenes room, Demothi, come on. They are practically inseparable. They are probably bumpin uglies right now.” Taima added from his favorite chair in front of the tv.

“Ugh, I did not need that mental picture.” Demothis voice portrayed disgust, but his face was amused. He trotted down the hall and yup, Taima was right. They were going at it. He heard all kinds of moaning and muted screams. Demothi banged on the door loudly, “Sorry to break up the s*x party guys but ya’ll need to come out now and get some sustenance. Ya’ll need to stop f*****g and we need to work on the wolf situation.”

“f**k you, Demothi!” Zene moaned angrily, “It can wait.” She added loudly.

“Umm no it can’t. If you aren’t out here in two minutes, I’m coming in. Whether ya’ll are done making purple or not.” The growl that came from Chusi’s throat was possessive and threatening. Making Zene’s claws come out and scratch his back and she bit his shoulder effectively claiming him as her mate. Chusi looked at her in adoration and astonishment and he claimed her right back in the curve of her neck.

“We uh, better get dressed before he kicks the door down.” Zene hurriedly said after the shock the orgasm that just rippled and exploded across her entire body had passed. She shyly and clumsily got out from under him and grabbed some leggings a sports bra and a baggy t-shirt to throw on.

“Yeah, I guess so.” He got up only putting on his sweatpants. Going commando as usual. “Do you want to talk about what just happened?” Chusi was starting to feel Zenes unsurety and embarrassment. Where she was starting to feel his love for her but also his hurt from her actions. The bonding had begun.

“Can we talk later Chus? I promise we will talk later. We need to see what is going on Demothi didn’t sound like himself, and please put on a shirt.”

“Do you not want anyone to see your mark on me?” Chusi looked betrayed.

“It’s not that Chusi, I just don’t want anyone to know yet, not until we talk ok?” Zenes eyes were pleading with him. Something her eyes should never have to do. If he loved her as much as he knew he did, he would do this for her.

“Ok babe, but Zen, we are talking as soon as we figure out what is going on.”

She walked over to him and handed him a shirt and kissed his cheek, “Thank you.”

“Two minutes is up I’m coming in.” Demothi said through the door.

“No need to break down my door Demothi, we are coming.”

“Damn, I was hoping for a show.” Chusi glared at Demothi and he just suggestively raised his eyebrows a few times and laughed. “Look, some s**t just hit the fan and we need to get working on strengthening your wolf.” Demothi paused for a moment. “Like now. OK?”

“Yeah of course let us eat something and we will get right on it.” Chusi replied with concern written all over his gorgeous face. The three of them walked down the hall where everyone else had gathered. There were two spots at the bar where Kajika was just setting down two omelets with bacon and toast.

“Made you two some breakfast.” Kajika said with a smile.

“Thanks.” Zene said.

“Ok, now that everyone is here.” Zeth started, he turned so he could see everyone. The air was so tense. “Some of you were down here when the news came in, but Matchitehew, Kangee and the rest of the Skinwalkers have breached The Berserker, two of my men are already in the hospital, it’s only a matter of time.” Chirp chirp. Zeth opened the text message that just came through on his phone, and his face turned to complete shock. He regained his composure and continued. “They know we are in Georgia. Gabriel was able to stop them before they found out anything else. They are probably on their way. We need to be prepared.

It also seems like Kangee has found his last victim. He has probably successfully summoned Boro Reropa, which means he can summon her at will now. We need to focus on getting Chusi’s wolf stronger and banishing the Skinwalker buried deep inside him. Sicarius and Michael will handle Boro Reropa when they get here. We will just have to focus on the Skinwalkers, themselves.”

Everyone sat there in silence, shocked at what they just heard. It may be only days before those bastards found out exactly where they were.

24

Sicarius went out on a run. He had to think. He had to remember everything he could for the upcoming fight. What were Boro Reropas weaknesses? What were his strengths? He knew he could wipe out all werewolves if he wanted to or was ordered to.

He hadn’t realized how far he had run when he came to stop to catch his breathe. He was by a little cave opening and he felt, what he described to others as a “ping”. He felt the presence of someone else. Someone who knew magic. Someone who practiced it regularly. He looked around inconspicuously and closed his eyes, focused on the mind he felt and looked through their eyes to find out where they were.

“I know you are up in that tree. Who are you? I know you are not here to hurt anyone.” Sicarius turned and looked up at the tree the boy had climbed up. “I know you are there. I can’t see you, but I can feel you. I can feel your presence and your mind. I know you practice magic. Please come down.”

The boy magically appeared before Sicarius’ eyes and so did a couple large wolves. Nakoma and Luyu from the looks of it. Sicarius told Nakoma it was ok in her mind as he knew her wolf didn’t listen to him when strangers or possible danger were here. Luyu growled and showed her teeth. Sicarius put his hand on her back to calm her. “It’s ok, I know you heard me talking to someone.” He pointed up. Nakoma looked at the boy and c****d her head to the side.

“The boy means no harm. I do not know why is here, that part is blocked by some very powerful magic, but he is not an enemy.” Sicarius assured her.

Nakoma changed back and looked at the boy, more of a young man than a boy she realized. He had scars on his face, short dark hair, and his eyes. His eyes were almost gold, with red around the pupils. “What is your name?” she asked the boy. He stared down at her. He could feel her Alpha vibes, they were very strong, and they were hard to resist, but he kept silent. “Please come down, we won’t you.” Luyu changed back to her human form as well to try to comfort the boy.

He sat there unmoving for a moment. “My name is Sicarius; I can get the information you are blocking from me. It wouldn’t be hard, but I do not want to give you reason to not trust me.” Sicarius had dropped his American accent and was speaking with his pure beautiful Egyptian accent and he uncrossed his arms. 

They boy saw a tattoo on Sicarius’ forearm that caused him to toss down his bag and climb down the tree. “What does that mean? The tattoo on your arm. I have seen it before.”

“I don’t know how you would have seen it. This is no tattoo; it is a brand of sort. It cannot be tattooed or drawn or anything. How have you seen it?”

“Tell me what it means, and I will tell you how I have seen it.”

Sicarius was weary to tell the boy. He glanced and Nakoma and she nodded her head. “It means Son of Horus. Only his heirs have it. He gives it to all his children.”

“You, you are the demigod I was supposed to find. My name is Ignas Talon. My ancestors showed me the mark and said I needed to find him.”

“So, you are a warlock? That makes sense. You are so young though.”

“My mother was a very powerful witch.”

“Where are you staying?” Nakoma asked.

“Well I was just camping out here.”

Nakoma looked at the boy in horror. “For how long? How old are you?”

“I’d rather not say. I think your surveillance people would be pissed if they knew. I am nineteen.”

“Oh, hell no!” Nakoma looked at Sicarius and Luyu. Ignas took a step back and almost ran thinking the beautiful Native American woman was mad at him. He couldn’t handle people being mad at him it terrified him to his core. He looked scared now. “Luyu, run ahead and warn Taq.” Ignas turned and tried to run, but Sicarius grabbed the boy and he started to shake.

“Please, please do not kill me or torture me.” The boy said shakily.

“What? Why would you say that?” Nakoma turned to the boy and put her hand on one of the scars on his face, he inner mother spirit angry at whomever caused these scars.

“You looked and sounded to angry.” He replied in almost a whisper. Nakoma grabbed him and pulled him to her and embraced him in a long strong hug.

“I am angry that you have been camping out here. Alone and with what looks like little provisions.” She turned to Luyu, “Tell him we found someone and he will be staying with us.” Luyu nodded, shifted midair and took off towards the house. “Sicarius and I will walk with you back to the house, where you will shower, eat and meet everyone. I don’t care what your story is or where you are from. You are part of the pack now. If your ancestors sent you to find Sicarius, then you are family.”

Ignas didn’t know what to say, but he cried. He cried for the first time without fear of being beaten for showing weakness. Nakoma’s heart broke at the sight of this boy crying, he looked young, younger than nineteen for sure. She pulled him to her and held him while he cried.

“Shhh, it’s ok. You’re home now. No one is going to hurt you. You are safe now.” Nakoma stroked his shaggy hair in an effort to calm and soothe him.

“Let’s get back to the house, it’s a long walk, we are at least a couple miles out.” Sicarius gestured behind him and help out his arm to guide them and get them moving in the right direction.

“Come on, let’s get you home, showered and fed. You must be starving; those bunnies can’t have done much for a growing young man.” She chuckled and hooked her arm in his. “Come now, tell me your story. Like Sicarius said, it’s a couple miles back to the house. Walking it may take a few hours.”

“Alright.” Ignas said bashfully. “I’ve never had a real family before. You don’t even know me and have shown me more love then I have ever really seen.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, Ignas, my heart really does go out with you. The guys may be tough and hard to crack, but they will come around. Being Alpha has its perks!” Nakomas voice changed and she sounded excited.

“I don’t want you to force them to be ok with me. That never ends well.” Ignas sounded like he was lost in a memory, in a far-off place.

“I won’t force them, but they will not be mean to you, or hurt you. They will come to like and even love you on their own. We all had troubled childhoods, my father, well let’s just say he was not a good guy, and his second… the worst kind of man. We may have more in common than you think. We left our tribe and pack 10 years ago; my mate was just about to turn 18 and the youngest in our group was only 10. Our pack has no elders, no one over 30. We made our own family. Family doesn’t have to mean blood. Family is who you choose.” She smiled from ear to ear and looked up at Sicarius, “Sicarius here, he is like a brother to me he took us in seven years ago. Our old pack was on our tail and he rescued us took us under his wing, and helped us get established here, put some of us through college and introduced us to Zeth, who is Sic’s boss for intents and purposes.”

“My family isn’t the best either kid, my father killed my mother. I believe family is who is there for you, who helps you, who loves you no matter what. This woman has known you for all of 10 minutes and you have already wormed your way into her heart. She won’t stop for anything when it comes to you. She will fight tooth and claw for you kid.” Sicarius smiled at Ignas.

“Well guess it’s my turn now, huh? Well, the short version, I’ve been on my own for a long time. I have never really had a cohesive, functional family. My mother is from a long line of witches, my ancestors tell me I am descended from the original witch, the mother of all witches. My father, well he was a one-night stand kind of man, my mother was young and innocent. She met my father at a fair. She was swept off her feet by his charm and he convinced her it was love at first sight, to you know, get with her.

He took her to his car and boom, made me. My father took her home and never called her or spoke to her again. Until I was seven, her coven banished her when they found out what I was, who my father must have been. She lied to them all, said she didn’t know who the father was, said she was unconscious. r**e was apparently better than the shame of knowing you got played by a professional player. Anyways, she knew how to find my father, the ancestors warned her not to go and find him, but she did. She didn’t know how to handle what I was. She was scared, as any mother to a monster would be. But I was always a monster, a constant reminder that someone had played her, had gotten one over on her, if you will, but now I was a physical monster as well as a psychological one.” Ignas’ hands were fisted, and his voice was turning angry. He took a deep breath and continued.

“When she found my father, and told him I was his son, that I was some freak half breed. He went into a rage a choked her to death, right in front of my eyes. My first experience with my father and he kills my mother mere minutes after our arrival. He didn’t want me. He never wanted a child, let alone some half breed freak of nature. He beat me and scarred me physically. When my mother’s family found out what had been done, they tracked us down and tried to kill me, I have scars and burns on my back from them, but my ancestors stepped in and saved me. On my 12th birthday my father gave me this scar.” He touched the three claw marks on the left side of his face. That was the first day I fully turned, puberty hit and so did my monster. I left that night and have been on my own ever since.

I was in Colorado when My ancestors told me to come here and find Sicarius. Took me months, I don’t even know why I am supposed to be here.

I think I am supposed to help you with something, but I do not know what yet. I also think your ancestors wanted you to have a family. Nakoma and the pack can provide that for you with an understanding of family issues. You will not find any judgement here young man.” Sicarius smiled at Ignas again.

25

“What?” Qaletaqa was sure he misheard Luyu.

“There was a boy on the property, Nakoma decided she is bringing him back to the house.” Luyu tried to explain.

“No, I heard you, I just can’t comprehend what you are saying. Why would Nakoma do that? We are in the middle of a crisis and she wants to bring in some stray kid?” Qaletaqa was pacing now anger and frustration oozing from his pores, but as quick as he was angry, he was calm again. Nakoma was passing on patience and calmness through their mate bond. It felt like Nakoma was there rubbing his back in an effort to calm him.

“Taq? He was alone and scared. You know Nakoma, this boy doesn’t have a family. You know how big Nakomas heart is. Don’t be mad at her Taq, you know there has to be a reason he is here.” Luyu also tried to calm her Alpha down, if he was agitated, the rest of the pack would be jumpy.

There was a thunderous growl coming from the back deck. ‘Too late’ Luyu thought. Qaletaqa and Luyu looked at each other and sprinted for the back door. Taima was in midair, mid shift. His golden fur bursting out all over his body, his massively big sharp teeth exposed and dripping with saliva.

Taima’s wolf had a tendency to heavily salivate when he thought he was in danger.

“Taima Back down!” a loud commanding voice yelled. Bidzill was in full sprint to get in front of the massive wolf. Luyu had tried to let Bidzill know there was no danger and that he needed to stop Taima from attacking.

Qaletaqa looked towards the woods and at the edge he saw Nakoma and Sicarius, the boy Luyu was referring too was not a boy at all but a hybrid. A hybrid between a wolf and a man.  Nakoma and Sicarius looked shocked, they had apparently not known what the boy was. His fur was shiny and silver, with streaks of black. His eyes were two toned, one gold and one red, he looked mostly wolf but he stood on two legs, his arms looked human and muscular, but covered in fur but his hands were wolf like. Long claws came from muscular fingers.

Ignas growled deep in his throat at the hostility Taima was exuding. Nakoma moved in front of the wolf man creature, turned to face him.

“Koma? What are you doing?” Sicarius asked wearily.

“Help me calm him Sic.”

“I can’t his ancestors have blocked that are of his mind to me.”

“Fine then just have my back or help like a normal person.” She placed a hand on Ignas’ chest, “It’s ok Ignas, you are not in danger. Come back to us.”

Qaletaqas nerves were ruffled a bit at the sight on HIS mate his Alpha female stroking the chest of another man. Nakoma shot a look over her shoulder that could have shot a dagger right through him. ‘NOT HELPING!’ She threw through their bonding link. Taq shot her an apologetic glance, and he leaped down the stairs to help Bid calm down Taima.

“Change back! That is not a request Taima. There is no danger. Change now!” Qaletaqa ordered his enforcer. The huge Golden wolf closed his mouth and looked at Qaletaqa, questioning the order, unsure if it was safe. “Now goddamn it!” The wolf sighed and changed back into the long haired Taima.

“It’s not safe.” He grumbled.

“Nakoma has it under control.” Taq assured him.

“We changed at the same time. He must’ve sensed my hostility. I’m just on edge with everything going on.”

“I know, it’s alright. If anyone can get him to calm down, my Koma can.”

“Ignas, come back to me. It’s ok, you’re safe. Taima is a bit over protective of the pack. He won’t hurt you; I promise.”

Ignas started to turn and run in shame, but as soon as he started Sicarius was there. “No running. There is no need to be ashamed. You are not a monster. Yes, I can read your mind, your thoughts, but I cannot influence you. It is ok Ignas. Just change back.”

“Come back to me Ignas.” Nakoma reached up to touch his shoulder, and in a flash,  he was back to his human form. He fell to his knees and cried. “Ignas, why are you crying?” Nakoma knelt down and pulled him to her. The pack and their guests all looking on confusion in their eyes, at the sudden changes this boy has shown in five minutes alone.

“I’m… I’m a monster.” He got out between sobs.

“Oh, Ignas you are not a monster. You are special, a precious gift. You are not a monster. Come now, get up, dust yourself off.” She smiled and felt Qaletaqa offering what support he could though their bond. “Everyone is eager to meet you.”

“Why would they be? What I showed was aggression. Not a good first impression.”

“Not aggression Ignas. Don’t worry, no one will hurt you or blame you for being you.” Nakoma put as much love as she could into her voice and tone.

Ignas stood up and brushed the dirt off his clothes and hugged Nakoma. “Thank you. I cannot tell you how much this means. You are the nicest person I have ever met.”

“Don’t let the pack hear you say that; they may have you checked for a brain injury.” Nakoma said with a giggle and both her and Sicarius started to laugh.

“Right, Alpha female. Layer down of the law.” Ignas c****d a smile and hooked his arm for her.

Nakoma smiled, “Come on now, everyone is waiting for us.

26

Nakoma, Ignas and Sicarius crossed the 30 yards from edge of the woods to the deck where everyone was waiting for an explanation of who this boy was and why he was here. She looked each member of her pack in the eye as if to say, “You will be nice to this boy, he is my guest and needs us.” She met Qaletaqas gaze again before speaking. Love, adoration and confusion were in his eyes, he needed an explanation just much as anyone else, but no matter what the explanation was, he would support her 100%.

“This is Ignas Talon, he will be staying with us, he is descended from a long, ancient, extremely powerful line of witches. His ancestors sent him to us, he is supposed to help us. As we are to help him. His past is troubled, just like all of ours. He snuck onto the property and had been camping, out by the caves, for at least a couple days. I expect you all to treat him with kindness. I will not accept anything less. Ignas has come to us, alone, he didn’t have to come help us, but he did.” Nakoma said in her don’t mess with me tone that she had when she was talking about official pack business.

“Sicarius, what can you glean from him?” Zeth spoke up from the stairs he was sitting on. His gaze had not left the boys eyes, an almost haunting gold that he had never seen before, but had heard about, in the legends of old.

“Not much, honestly. His ancestors taught him well. An old magic, a magic I have not seen in centuries, to block his mind from my abilities. I can sense his emotions and what hear what he is thinking, but I cannot dig, I cannot influence.” Sicarius looked right at Zeth, and spoke to him as if they were the only two people in the area.

“That’s not very promising.” Zeth commented.

“It’s more promising than you would think, if I am right, which I think I am. His ancestors cared for me when I first came to this country. They were the good witches, I stayed with them a long time. They helped me build what I have today. His ancestors showed him my mark, which means they would’ve had to see it. I will do some more research to verify, but I am certain of this.” Sicarius had a way of ending conversations when he spoke.

Zene looked like she was going to explode, “How the hell did he get past my security? How exactly did he “sneak” past my cameras and motion detectors? They are flawlessly installed and have NEVER failed?” She was yelling now.

“I’m sorry.” Ignas looked defeated and sunken. “I didn’t mean to upset you, ma’am. Part of my ability is invisibility when I desire. I felt the energy of the cameras far before they would pick up on my presence and I became invisible to get past them.” Ignas looked like he was about to cry.

“Ma’am? I have never been called ma’am in my life!” Zene was still furious, “And what do you mean you could turn invisible and sense my cameras?” Her voice kept raising. Chusi grabbed her arm.

“Zen, baby, calm down. Look at him, he looks like you are going to skin him alive. I am sure he had his reasons. Look at it this way, now you have a way to improve security. Heat sensors. He is just a kid, a troubled kid.”

When Ignas heard Chusi’s voice he looked up and met his eyes. He had heard that voice before in a dream, or at least he thought it was a dream, was it a vision?

“Well I don’t like it!” Taima exclaimed, “He could be a spy or worse a trick or a trap. I think he needs to go back to where he came from.”

“I agree, anyone who can get past my security can’t be trusted.” Zene looked like she was skinning him alive with her eyes. She did not like people one upping her or getting past her security or firewalls.

No one really looked comfortable with Ignas being there, the only people who seemed like they were ok with him being there were Zeth and Chusi, even Qaletaqa looked unsure.

“Good thing you don’t have to like Nakomas decision. You just have to live with it. She is your Alpha and you will listen whether you like it or not. Don’t make me make you like it. Because I will, and you will all hate me for it.” Qaletaqas face changed to one of seriousness when he turned to his pack to address them formally. He walked over to Nakoma gave her a kiss and told her over their bond that she was crazy, but he loved her. He took Ignas’ hand and shook it, and pulled him into the man hug back slap. “Welcome to the pack.”

“Maybe they are right, maybe I should go” Ignas said sheepishly, “I appreciate your hospitality, but I can’t ask you to make your pack accept me. That never ends well.” He looked haunted.

“Nonsense, they will warm up to you in their own time. My mate has the best instincts in the world, if she likes you, I’m all in. Nakoma may be crazy, but she is never wrong.”

Nakoma slapped Qaletaqa on the arm, “Hey now, be nice.” She giggled. “We are both crazy, you are crazy for trusting my crazy ass.” Her tone was playful and sweet again.

“O…ok. Thank you, sir.” Ignas said with his head down. His whole body was slightly shaking, out of what? Fear?

“Ignas, please call me Qaletaqa or Taq, no one is a sir or ma’am here. We all have names, and you can call us by them. You are safe here, no one would dream of hurting you not with Koma, Sic and I by your side, hell not with even one of us. We have a respectable pack here.” Ignas nodded his head in understanding but kept his head and eyes down.

“Ok, so introductions, then shower ok?” Nakoma asked. Ignas nodded again. “Alright, the one who changed and snarled, his name is Taima. To his right you have our Beta Male Bidzill, and you met his mate Luyu already. Orenda is the woman in the red tank and jeans, she is an excellent chef and excels in archery. Kajika is our mechanic he is standing to the left of Orenda. Demothi, well, he is our resident permanent bachelor, he is wearing the tight white V-neck, he thinks it shows off his muscles.” Nakoma laughed. Each pack member waved and smiled when Nakoma introduced them. “Now that little fireball in the back that could have killed you with her glare is Zene, she is our security and hacker extraordinaire, and standing extremely close and looking super intense is Chusi. He just came back to us.

So that is the pack, the rest of everyone else is a part of Zeth’s team. Zeth is the Viking looking guy with the long blonde hair with shaved sides. With him is Michael, and Adira.” Ignas kind of zoned out, it was too many to remember right now.

“Thank you Nakoma” he cut her off, “I don’t know if I will remember any more names. I am horrible with names, I will get your names eventually, but I would really like to shower now if that’s ok.” Ignas sounded lost.

“Oh of course, don’t worry about the names, they will come with time. Follow me.” Nakoma led him up the stairs and through the massive group of people gathered on the deck. The looks he got from a few pack members cut him like daggers.

Once they were inside away from prying eyes and ears Ignas lifted his head and asked Nakoma, “Are you sure it’s ok I am here? I don’t feel very welcome. Some of the pack look like they hate me.”

“Don’t take it personally. They normally wouldn’t behave like that. Let me tell you something you need to be aware of if you are going to stay here.” Nakoma took a deep breath before she continued, “My father is not a good man. He was or is, I guess, the chief of our tribe. He’s killed countless people, and his right-hand guy is a true monster. When we were just teenagers, we ran away. Ten years ago, we left the tribe and have been able to avoid them ever since. My father has not stopped looking for us, he hates Taq, and wants to kill everyone I love. He wanted me to grow up to be ruthless like him and take over when he died, following in his horrible shoes. He killed everyone who was weak in the tribe, including some of the family of those who are here with us.

He did something horrendous. He transformed into a Skinwalker and forced everyone who still followed him to do the same. They sacrificed their wolves to become Skinwalkers.” Nakoma shuddered at the thought. “They found out where we are. That is why Zeth and his team are here to help us when he gets here. There will be a war and it will not be pretty.

Some of the pack, think you are a spy or a conman working for my father or Kangee, his second. That is why there is so much hostility. Kangee is truly a sick bastard, he gets off on other people’s pain, we discovered he has summoned Boro Reropa, the great wolf demon. We think he is going to try to use him to destroy all werewolves when they defeat us.

See, so you came to us at critical time, where we are trying to help strengthen one of the wolves in the pack and prepare for the impending war, that is on our doorstep. This morning we learned that my father found out we are in Georgia. We don’t know if he knows exactly where, but our office in New York was broken into and one of Zeth’s staff told them were in Georgia. Can you see why the pack is concerned with you being here?”

Nakoma had led Ignas up the stairs and down the hall to a small room at the end. “Yes, I can see why. I am sorry this is happening Nakoma, you are a very sweet woman and I greatly appreciate you and your hospitality. I just wonder why my ancestors sent me here, I can’t do anything about that particular demon. Demons are my specialty, but that one. She is powerful, too powerful for me.”

“The demon is handled; Michael and Sicarius are going to take care of it. I hope this is ok, this is the only room we have left right now. It’s small, but comfy, when Zeth and his team leave you can have one of the bigger room’s downstairs. There is a bathroom attached.” Nakoma opened the door and walked in to big room, well big to Ignas, it looked like it was the size of a master suite in a normal house.

“No this is perfect, Nakoma, thank you again.” Ignas walked around the room and put his bag on a chair by the window. “If you don’t mind my asking, how do Michael and Sicarius have Boro Reropa handled, he is wicked powerful and strong.”

“Well lucky for us, we have a demi-god and an archangel who has defeated him in the past on our side. Michael has battled him in the past. He thought he banished him for good, but apparently not.”

“Wait what? Michael is an archangel?! That is insane.” Ignas’ eyes lit up like a kid on Christmas.

“Yes, he is, but keep it on the DL, alright?”

“Sure thing of course.” Ignas made his way to the attached bathroom. The counter top was marble and the floors were opposite, instead of white marbled with black, they were black tiles marbled with white. The toilet was in its own little enclosure. The sink was a double vanity, handy if the person staying in this room was mated, but for him it was a little too much. There was a giant jetted tub and across from it a big glass enclosed shower, with multiple shower heads and a touchscreen panel for controls.

“Uhh, Nakoma, how does that work?” Ignas looked at her in confusion.

Nakoma giggled a little. “It’s really user friendly, touch the screen anywhere and it will walk you through it.” Nakoma started to leave the room. “I will make you something to eat, it should be ready by the time you get done in here.” She turned and walked out the bathroom.

Ignas started to take off his old dirty smelly clothes, when he paused. “Nakoma?” Ignas called, and she opened the bathroom door again, and gasped. “Thank you. I appreciate all you have done.” He noticed her shocked face and blushed a little. “I’m sorry, I know my scars are grotesque. They don’t bother me anymore I almost forget about them until someone else sees them.”

Nakomas eyes filled with tears, as she pushed the bathroom door the rest of the way open and took Ignas in her arms, finally letting her tears fall when he could no longer see her face. “I’m so sorry Ignas, what happened?”

He immediately felt uncomfortable, and all he could say was, “Family is a b***h. Excuse my French.”

“No need for that.” Nakoma wiped her tears and released him. “We are family now, if I ever my hands on the bastards who did this too you…”

“It’s too late. It’s already done.” Ignas cut her off quickly. Nakoma nodded her head and walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her. “Now for this shower.” He said to himself out loud.

27

They were finally in Georgia, they touched down at Hartsfield-Jackson Airport at 3:08 PM.  “We are finally here, now we have to figure out where they are.” Matchitehew was talking quietly to himself. “Let’s get a hotel in the city, and we will spread out from there. We have to find them.” He said a loud enough for the rest to hear him. Their departure was sudden, so they couldn’t get the private jet again. They had to fly commercial and Kangee was not happy with that. He had complained and grumble the entire flight from New York to Atlanta.

“Why get a hotel in this hell hole of a city, why not spread out now and get a hotel when we find something?” Kangee continued his complaining.

“Because, Atlanta is neutral. We can go any direction and still make it back with updates of information.” Matchitehew spat the words. He was tired and getting anxious, he finally knew where his daughter was, he hadn’t seen her in ten years. She was all grown up now. Well he had seen her; Xanthor had shown her to him when they became Skinwalkers, but that was over seven years ago. He would get her back and he would kill that rat bastard Qaletaqa for taking her away from him. She was supposed to be his prodigy, she was supposed to be leading now, he was supposed to be retired, just a tribe elder. Oh, he would find them alright. He just didn’t know where to start looking.

“Fine!” Kangee spat out. “I’m hungry.”

“Didn’t you eat on the plane?” Ahote asked.

“Not that kind of hungry, I need to kill something.”

“Ah, be patient my brother, as soon as we get out of this airport you can kill whomever you want.” Adahy was always trying to calm down his brother when is daylight and they were in a place where killing would be bad.

Kangee scoffed, “Too bad our pathetic leader won’t f*****g man up and choose where to look first. I want him gone. I want to lead. Everyone needs to man the f**k up, kill and torture to find out where that f*****g waste of flesh is.” Kangee spoke quietly to Adahy.

“I know you do, brother. Patience, he will be gone soon enough.” Adahy assured him.

They got to some shitty little hotel on the southern outskirts of Atlanta. “We will meet back here at midnight. I don’t want to see anyone back here until then.” Matchitehew commanded.

“The f**k are you going to do?” Kangee asked angrily.

“None of your gods damned business. Just find them!” Matchitehew was noticing Kangee getting more and more testy recently, angrier and angrier. Probably from all those bitches he was killing and f*****g. Bastard probably had gonorrhea or something by now. He was surprised Kangee even had a d**k still; shouldn’t it have fallen off by now? “And Kangee, try to keep the casualties to a minimum. We don’t want them to know where we are and catch us off guard.”

“f**k you, you old bastard.” Kangee said as he stalked away.

28

Seeing Ignas’ scars, so many scars, triggered something deep inside Nakoma. She felt fiercely caring for him. Even though he was 19 he was her son now, and there was nothing anyone could say about it. Her mama wolf was ignited, it was time to protect her new pup and care for him, in a way he had probably never been cared for before in his life. She was in the kitchen making all kinds of food, enchiladas, burritos, soup, chicken wings, pork tenderloin, chicken cordon blue, sandwiches, tater tots, and brownies.

She was covered in food and appeared to be lost in her thoughts, everyone in the pack knew not too interrupt her when she was like this. Nakoma cooked when she was upset. She usually cooked enough for everyone to eat leftovers for about a week, but with all the extra mouths to feed, it would probably only last the night. Her wolvers were notorious big eaters.

“Umm, Nakoma?” Ignas said shyly.

“What?!” She responded harshly, then turned and saw a clean Ignas standing in front of her. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you. I didn’t realize it was you. The pack knows now to bother me when I am in the kitchen, I didn’t realize how long it had been. You are probably starving, aren’t you?” She pulled him into another hug. “Well the choice is yours; I am just finishing up and getting everything on the counter for you.”

“Yeah, I am starving, thank you, but you didn’t have to make all this. Just a sandwich would have been fine.”

“You don’t know me yet, so I will forgive you for saying that. I cook when I am upset. I cook enough to feed a small army; I usually never know how much I have cooked until I calm down. Taking you in today, seeing your scars… well let’s say it ignited a fire inside me. One I didn’t even know was there. But it sure is. I am taking you under my wing, I don’t care of your mother didn’t treat you right, or what your idea of a mother is, but I am your mother now. I don’t care what you say. You are now my pup; I don’t care how old you are.” Nakoma was speaking firmly and directly to him so softness or gentleness in her voice. “Do you hear me young man?”

“Yes. I hear you, but can you be a big sister instead of a mother? I hate the word mother.”

“No, but you don’t have to call me that, you can call me Koma, or Nak, or whatever you want, but for all intents and purposes I am now your mom.”

“OK.” Was all Ignas could say.

“Now eat up.” The softness returned to her voice and she turned back into the sweet woman he met in by the cave, no longer the harsh enforcing Alpha. He liked sweet and gentle Nakoma, Alpha Nakoma scared him a little bit.

“This looks delicious, you made all this by yourself? While I was in the shower?”

“Well, you were up there for an hour.”

“Yeah, I was pretty dirty, and it would seem like you have a never-ending supply of hot water.”

“That we do! We went tankless when we had the place built. A wolf pack running out of hot water is a very bad thing.” Nakoma laughed and joined him with a plate by the counter.

“Are the others hungry?”

“You get what you want, I want to make sure you get enough food, before telling the others food is ready. Although they can probably smell it.”

Ignas loaded his plate with a little bit everything, scratch that two plates and a bowl of soup. “Cheddar broccoli soup is my favorite. Everything looks so good. I think I have everything I want.”

“Well I don’t yet.” Nakoma smiled, “And I am glad I made your favorite.” Nakoma piled enchiladas on top of her burrito and put a few chicken wings on her plate. “I made a separate pan of brownies just for us, but don’t tell anyone.” Nakoma winked and yelled, “Foods ready, come and get it while its hot!”

The pack and Zeth’s group all jumped up and ran for the kitchen, Nakoma didn’t cook often but everyone knew it would be good. It always was when she was in a frenzy, no one knew how she did it, it was like she slowed down time or moved lightning fast or something. Pretty soon the counter was empty, not a crumb left.

The pack was a little weary of Ignas, the scar on his face turned bright red when he was uncomfortable, a sad reminder that he should never trust anyone again. It was bright red the entire time he was surrounded by everyone. He didn’t say much of anything the entire time, until all that was left in the kitchen was Chusi, Taq and Koma.

“Thank you for everything Koma. I cannot thank you enough.” Ignas said again.

“Stop thanking me, and you’re welcome.”

Ignas smiled, and as soon as his smile reached his lips he gasped. ‘No. Not that! God no don’t touch that or take it!”  He jumped up out of his seat and took the steps 3 at a time, and sprinted to the end of the hall where his room was. Ignas almost broke the door he entered the room so abruptly.

“What the f**k are you doing?” Ignas asked in a loud booming voice. “Put that down.”

Taima looked absolutely flabbergasted and angry. “I don’t trust you BOY.” Putting the emphasis on boy. “I’m going through your s**t. I don’t think you are who you say you are.”

“Put that down!” Ignas was growing impatient. “Now!” He said calmly, almost too calm. “Put it down and get out of my room.”

“Your room?” Taima mocked. “You don’t have a room stray. Nakoma is blind to your schemes. You will be gone in a few days, this room isn’t yours, don’t kid yourself.” Taima scoffed. “What is this anyway?”

“None of your gods damned business that’s what it is. Put it down and get the f**k out of my room. Koma is not blind. I am exactly what I say I am. I don’t have to prove anything to you. You are just a jealous child stuck in a man’s body. Not even an impressive man. You are jealous, of so many things. I can see right through you...”

“Jealous? Me? What do I have to be jealous of? You? Not a chance. You are nothing but a half breed loser monster.”

With that last statement, Ignas launched himself at Taima, throwing punches and kicking. Taima grabbed Ignas by his shirt and tried to throw him across the room, but the shirt was so thin and worn that it just ripped, revealing his torso, that was covered in scars. Taima didn’t even pause to look at him and Ignas was even more amped up now.

The fight could be heard throughout the entire house and everyone ran to see what was going on, ready to fight and jump in. ‘What was happening? Matchitehew already?” Was the common thought amongst the group. Soon the room was filled with the entire pack and Nakoma fuming mad.

Taima got a good punch to Ignas’ stomach and he doubled over in pain, Taima grabbed Ignas by his hair and was just about to punch him, which would have knocked him out completely. Ignas moved his hand and Taima flew across the room.

“Enough!” You could almost see the steam coming out of Nakomas ears. She was not happy. “Taima, enough! Ignas what happened?”

“Sure, ask the fuckin kid, not your enforcer.” Taima was now sulking, blood coming from one corner of his mouth.

“I don’t want to talk to you right now Taima, if I do, I will say something I will regret. Go clean the f**k up and don’t say another word.” Nakoma turned back to Ignas. “Are you ok? What happened? You left so suddenly.”

“I’m fine.” Ignas sounded like a scolded teenager now. “That bastard was going through my things. I felt him when he touched my talisman. I told him to put it down and he didn’t and then he proceeded to insult me so I threw the first punch.”

“Why is your shirt in ribbons?” Nakoma asked gently.

Ignas’ scars on his face turned beet red., “I…I…” he tried to cover his scars out of shame. “Taima ripped my shirt when he tried to throw me. My shirt ripped easily.”

The entire pack, and Zeth’s team had a look of pity and shock on their faces, they had seen, they all had seen his scars. That’s the last thing he wanted. Nakoma looked back at the pack and realized they all saw, she quickly unzipped her hoodie and put it around Ignas’ shoulders.

“Here, cover up.” Nakoma could sense Ignas’ uncomfortableness with everyone staring at him.

“Thank you.” Ignas said sheepishly and quickly put the hoodie on and zipped it up.

“What happened?” Ignas heard someone ask.

“Family.” Was all he could and would say right now.

“Your family did that to you?” Zene asked, he remembered her voice.

“Yes.” Just then Taima walked out of the bathroom, his chin and mouth no longer dripping with blood.

“Why do you have a necklace with an amethyst heart anyway?” The chain was hanging out of his jean pocket. Ignas looked at Taima and almost launched himself at him again.

“I will ask you one more time, Give. Me. My. Talisman.” Ignas said each word with determination and promise of more pain, if he didn’t get it back.

“Talisman? It’s a chick necklace. That ain’t no talisman.”

“Taima! Give it back. Right this instant.” Qaletaqa stepped forward throwing so many Alpha vibes it brought Taima to his knees. Taima reached into his pocket and held up the talisman in one hand. Nakoma walked over and took it from him.

Everyone gasped, they had never seen Taq exude so many Alpha vibes before. He had promised to not go that far, unless absolutely needed. “Taima, my office now!” Taq commanded, with the same level of forcefulness in his voice as he was sending out in vibes.

“Wait,” Ignas said, when his talisman was back in his hands. He walked over to Taima. Bruises were already forming where Ignas had gotten in a few good shots. “I broke a rib when I pushed him away.” Ignas put his hand on Taimas chest and the swelling went down and the bruises went away.

“Ho…How did you do that?” Taima asked in amazement.

“My ancestors taught me how to heal. Only a few witches and warlocks can do it, I am in the light. I can heal amongst other things. Normally no one would heal the person who stole their talisman, but I want to stay here. I want to live here and be a proper family. A real pack, and a pack always helps if they can. Also, my ancestors made me. They told me they would punish me if I did not heal what I broke.” Ignas almost smiled at that.

“Your talisman is beautiful.” Nakoma said when Taima stood up and walked out of the room, behind Qaletaqa. “Where did it come from?”

“Umm, can we talk alone, maybe just Sicarius and Zeth?” Ignas asked before answering her question.

“Of course,” Nakoma made a shooing motion with her hand, effectively telling everyone to leave. “Sic, Zeth please stay.”

“Thank you. I feel like I am going to be thanking you for the rest of my life.” Ignas did smile at that.

“Why do you want us to stay?” asked Zeth.

“I know Sicarius is supposed to help me and you, well my ancestors want you to stay. They said you are a piece of the puzzle. Whatever that means. Talismans are passed down through the generations. Mine is the original one, my ancestors were some of the very first witches and they were each given a talisman, by the god who created them. My ancestors were given amethyst. Amethyst is for protection and healing. We were supposed to help those less fortunate, to protect those who could not protect themselves.

The coven I am derived from were the original healers, not every witch/warlock can heal people, a lot of the coven I am from, have turned their backs on our mission and the task they were entrusted with. Only one healer is born every ten years, and they are chosen by the ancestors. For whatever reason they chose me.

The talisman is the only thing I have from my past, the only good thing my mother gave me. I hid it from my father, I knew he wasn’t a good man, I knew that he would destroy it, if he had the chance. Every witch has their talisman and they have a special connection to it. I can feel if someone is in possession of it and if they had ill intentions towards me or the talisman itself.

When Taima picked it up, I felt fear, and hate emanating from him, when you touched it, I feel nothing but love, compassion and strength.”

“A healer.” Zeth stood there deep in thought

“Do you have someone who needs healing?” Ignas’ face lit up with understanding. “My ancestors just revealed I am to heal someone.”

“Yes.” Sicarius responded without a second thought. “I have been researching how to solve our problem, Nakoma,” He paused as if seeking permission, “With Ignas’ help we can heal him. Save him.”

“Do you think it would actually work?” Nakoma asked, hope filling her voice.

“Yes, after witnessing how fast and efficiently he healed Taima, yes. It could work.”

“What could work? Who needs help?” Ignas asked.

“Chusi.” Zeth answered his question after seeing that Nakoma and Sicarius where having one of their conversations without words. “Chusi was supposed to escape with Nakoma and Taq, but he couldn’t. He had to stay to protect his mother. He only came back to them. Just days ago, in New York. He is…troubled. That’s the gentlest way I can put it.”

“He is a Skinwalker.” Nakoma said lost in her thoughts, she was staring out the window into the woods where she saw a giant raven. She snapped out of her daze, “My father forced him to change into a Skinwalker. They sacrificed their wolves to become Skinwalkers, but Chusi didn’t. His wolf had found his mate in Zene, she was too young to know it at the time, but Chusi was 17. His wolf hung on and went into hiding. His wolf but is getting stronger, being here and being near his mate. The Skinwalker and the wolf cannot exist in the same body.

Zene and Sicarius have been researching and trying to find a way to get rid of the Skinwalker so his wolf can heal. They have been unsuccessful. Zene is afraid to love Chusi, because he could die if the wolf or the Skinwalker doesn’t. Now that Chusi is reunited with us, his wolf will not give up. The Skinwalker in him has an extremely tight hold though. Sicarius has had to assist a few times in suppressing the Skinwalker.”

“It hasn’t been easy let me tell you. I am very powerful, but I cannot heal. I cannot banish the Skinwalker without killing Chusi, but you, you can heal him. Together we can help him.”

There was a loud caw from outside and the giant raven flew off startling everyone.

“What was your fathers, seconds name again?” Ignas asked. “I have never seen a raven that big before, anywhere.”

“Kangee.” Sicarius answered.

“You know Kangee means raven right? If he is a Skinwalker… he can turn into anything he wants. Why not a giant raven for his name sake?” Ignas sounded inquisitive and like he could be right.

“f**k,” Zeth said, that makes perfect sense. “They know where we are now. Damnit.”

“I need to talk to my ancestors about Chusi, if we can do this and help him, I want to. I need to confer and learn exactly how to do this.”

“Thank you, Ignas Talon.” Zeth stood up, “We will leave you to talk with your ancestors.”

29

“I found them!” Kangee announced as if he were accepting an award. “They are about two hours north of here in a town called Ellijay. Chusi is with them, his wolf is still alive, weak but alive. They aren’t alone. The big Egyptian fucker is with them, and they have a warlock. A young one, but a warlock. I stared into Nakoma’s eyes and gleaned some information. They are scared, and unprepared. We have to strike right away.”

 “We have to plan. We have to be ready. We have to know the land. We cannot go into this unprepared.” Matchitehew said calmly and methodically.

“Unprepared? Unprepared?” Kangees voice was raising, “What do you think we have been doing for the past TEN years? We have been planning for ten years. We need to strike now!” He was growing more impatient and intense with every word.

“I understand your urgency Kangee, and I thank you for finding them.  We need to do some reconnaissance on the territory. We cannot just bust in there guns a blazin’.  We have to study the land. We have to learn their patterns. We have to strike at the opportune moment and Koma cannot be hurt.” Matchitehew was unnaturally calm and patient.

“Chief? Are you ok? We finally know where they are and you want to be calm and wait? This is not like you.” Chansomps spoke up.

Matchitehew regained his composure, “I am fine Chansomps. The most urgent matter has been resolved. We know where they are. Now we can observe and strike at the opportune moment. Do not mistake my patience with indifference. We will be methodical and precise when we strike.”

Kangee got even more upset with that and stormed out of the motel room. Pacing in the parking lot, he remembered Vestian and Itanie. They told him to call if he needed anything, and that they would be there when the time came to help with Boro Reropa. Well he needed something. He needed Matchitehew to strike now and not wait. Kangee paused for a moment and smiled, he pulled out his phone and composed a text message, ‘I need you here, we know where they are. Matchitehew is stalling. Come to Georgia tonight. I’ll pick you up when you land.’ He sent it to Vestian, soon they would be here and help him knock some sense back into Matchitehew’s head.

Kangee went back inside the room and grabbed a set of keys off the dresser and stalked back out of the room without saying a word, not even to Adahy, who went everywhere with him. They heard one of the rental cars start off and peel out of the drive way. Matchitehew looked at Ahady, “Where is he going?”

“Probably to go kill someone to calm down.” Adahy shrugged off the question as if he Matchitehew should already know where he was going.

“Damn it, I told him to keep a low profile, his Skinwalker has too much control.” Matchitehew looked like he could punch a hole right through the wall to the next room over.

“That is true, his bloodlust rivals that of any vampire I have met, or even heard of. He has to kill everyday now. I am concerned for him.” Ahady looked genuinely concerned despite his previous nonchalance.

Kangee was speeding up I-85, weaving in and out of traffic barely missing the cars around him. ‘What the f**k is his problem, why aren’t we busting down the doors right now? KILL!  They need to get here before I go crazy and kill him myself. BLOOD, KILL NOW.’  The bloodlust and urges if his Skinwalker were getting stronger and more powerful. ‘I need to kill someone.’ At the thought of blood his d**k started to harden. ‘I have to be discrete though, I cannot cause a scene. Homeless. I need to find a homeless bum who no one will miss.’

30

“Kangee needs us in Georgia, pack a bag. They found the pack he was talking about. Apparently, the chief is taking his time attacking, which is a good thing, he wants us to help him force him to attack right away. Pack a bag love, just pack light, we can get things there if we need them.” Vestian had paused the show they were watching and looked at his beautiful Itanie.

“Ugh, right now? I just got comfy; can’t we go in the morning?” Itanie was so cute when she pouted.

“There is a flight leaving at midnight. That’s still a few hours away. We will get ready after our show.” Vestian smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

“Fine.” Was all she said.

Vestian typed out a response quickly, ‘We can make the midnight flight. Flight 1064. See you in a bit. -V’

“Hit play already, I love watching Aaron freak out!” Itanie sulked a little deeper into her chair.

“Itanie, dear, I know you don’t want to go but think of our dear sweet friend. She needs us. We have to do this for her.” Vestian’s tone was soft and gentle.

“You’re right, I’m sorry, you know how I get on shark week.” Itanie cuddled into Vestians side and grabbed the remote. “Now can we PLEASE get back to Ghost Adventures!?” and hit play before she even finished her question. They both chuckled and enjoyed the peace and ignored the incessant buzzing of Vestians phone.

“Man, Kangee is one impatient guy.” Vestian said, “Fifteen texts all along the lines of Why so late? Get here now! I need you. Why aren’t you answering.  The man needs to take a chill pill.

“Well, let’s get ready so he can get the stick out of his ass and calm down.” Itanie got up and headed to their room to pack a small bag, she didn’t bother packing more than a couple outfits, her bag was mostly make-up and her “Go-To Essentials” for spells and witchcraft. Her carry on was her laptop, iPad, and corresponding chargers, along with her spell book, which never went in her checked luggage. If it were to get lost or damaged or fall into the wrong hands… bad things could happen, very bad things. Her spell book was the her most prized possession.

“Are you almost ready love? Vestian as usual was packed and ready to go in five minutes.

“What did you pack? A scarf? I will never understand how you get ready so fast, but yes, I am almost done.” Itanie smiled at her handsome husband. “Let’s take an Uber, I don’t feel like paying for parking. Especially since we don’t know how long we will be there.”

“Alright, I will set one up.”

“Thanks, babe!” She blew him a kiss as she zipped up her bag, slung on her laptop bag and headed to put it all by the front door.

When they landed in Atlanta it was almost 3 a.m. They were both beat and dead tired. They usually went to bed by 1:30 a.m. at the latest. At least they were in the same time zone there wasn’t any jet lag. Kangee was waiting for them at their baggage claim.

“Finally, took you two long enough.” Kangee sounded like someone s**t in his corn flakes.

“Hey man, we were tied up, we couldn’t make any earlier flights, but we are here now. Let’s talk in the car. Please tell me you have a hotel room or something for us. We have been up for just shy of 24 hours. We need to sleep if we are going to help you force things to happen.” Vestian was tired and all he cared about was getting Itanie to a bed and falling into it for at least five hours. Kangee looked at them in disgust.

“If you want this to work, we need rest man. If you rush it and push us it isn’t going to be effective, if you want quality you gotta wait.”

“Fine, I got you a room at the motel we are staying at. I will take you there, so you can rest.” The word rest came out in a manner that was meant to be hurtful and full of spite. “But first thing in the morning. We make him move! I will not wait any longer.”

“Why are you in such a rush?” Itanie asked forcing herself to be a part of the conversation so she would stay awake.

“I grow weary of his weakness. Matchitehew is not a good leader. I need him to be killed so I can take over. I know Qaletaqa will kill him, he will have found a way to kill Skinwalkers by now. Once that sorry sack of s**t is gone, I can take over. I have been working on this for 20 years. I will not let all this work go to waste. He needs to die soon before I explode and kill him myself. Which I would’ve done years ago, but the tribe will not follow the one who kills their chief.”

“I see, but there aren’t many people left in the tribe are there?” Itanie asked almost asleep in the back seat.

“No, not many, but there are only a few I wouldn’t just kill. I want to start a new tribe, not just Skinwalkers, but all who are like me. Once the wolves are eradicated from the face of the earth, I can rule the most ruthless motherfuckers on the planet.” Kangee started to laugh manically.

Itanie had fallen asleep against the window and was lightly snoring. Vestian and Kangee rode in silence the rest of the way to the hotel. Even though Vestian was tired he refused to fall asleep, he was too tired to put a protection spell over Itanie, so he had to stay conscious to make sure Kangee didn’t do anything to her.

31

“I know how to heal Chusi, but Sicarius, I don’t know if he will like it. My ancestors told me this is the reason they sent me here, to help Chusi.” Ignas and Sicarius were sitting at a little table for two out on the deck.

“What do you mean by you don’t know if he will like it? How can we help him?” Sicarius took a big gulp of his black coffee, always black, never any sugar or cream. Ignas took a deep breath before continuing.

“Well, you will have to suppress the Skinwalker, and I will have to give him my blood, and use my ancestors power to kill the Skinwalker. Can you weaken it or just suppress it?”

“I think I can weaken it.”

“Good. You need to weaken it. The combination of my blood, the blood of both witch and wolf, will strengthen his wolf and give him the power to destroy the Skinwalker, my ancestors will guide him, to the Skinwalker, and in the weakened state the wolf can destroy the Skinwalker.

See my ancestors told me what the medicine men do, how the Skinwalkers come to be, and essentially, we have to do the opposite. Instead of the Skinwalker being led to the wolf to destroy it, we will have to lead the wolf to the Skinwalker and the wolf will have to win the fight and kill the Skinwalker. There is little we can do here, weakening the Skinwalker is our best bet, this will be exhausting for all parties, I will not be myself during this. My oldest ancestor will inhabit my body and guide the wolf.

She uh, said she misses you and looks forward to working with you again.”

“Your ancestors are wise people, good people. Yes, I was there when she became a witch, we did wonderous things together. I was with her when she died, I loved her. That is how she knew about my mark and showed it to you. I was still struggling with my immortality when we first met, it was a long time ago. I look forward to working with her again as well.”

“It’s kinda crazy.”

“What is?”

“The fact the you and Zeth seem to be connected to my family, to my ancestors and here we are, about to save the life of a man who desperately needs our help.”

“Fate and destiny are not crazy. Every step of our lives is ordained, if we would just listen follow our hearts, they will lead us to where we need to be.” Sicarius always knew how to end a conversation in contemplation.

“They are coming today. Be prepared. Signed a new friend.” VelvetFang. Zene read the message over and over again. This person was skilled. They sent to message to her phone and tablet, which were encrypted and behind about a hundred firewalls. Once the meaning hit her, she jolted out of bed and ran to the door. She almost forgot she was naked from the events from the night before. She skidded to a stop and changed direction, slamming her drawers closed after obtaining the desired items from each drawer.

The noise woke Chusi, “Zen, babe, what’s with all the noise?”

“They are coming, today!” Zene almost screamed at Chusi.

“Wait slow down how do you know?”

“Look at my tablet!”

“Who is VelvetFang?”

“A new friend, apparently, who doesn’t want us to be caught off guard, when those bastards get here. Tell Taq and Koma, I need to find Sicarius.” She didn’t even wait for a response. She was out the door and running down the hall. Sicarius was usually outside drinking coffee at this time of day. She almost ran right past him when she saw him sitting with Ignas.

“Oh, thank gods, there you are! They are coming, today, we have to do something!” Zene thrust her phone at Sicarius. Sicarius’ eyes widened when he read the simple message.

“Ignas, how are you thinking we do this? Drinking or transfusion?”

“I hate to say it but I think transfusion will take too long, even though the idea will probably repulse him and he will resist, drinking will probably be the best, unless we just take a syringe and take some from my and inject it right into him, without mixing for the gradual addition.”

“What are you two taking about? Drinking what?” Zene looked worried and frantic.

“Blood.” Ignas simply said.

“Blood? Why the hell is blood involved?”

“Ignas’ blood has the components to both strengthen Chusis wolf and help destroy the Skinwalker.” Sicarius tried to give the reader’s digest version of what he and Ignas had been talking about that morning.

“Drinking would be a bad, bad idea. I think the injection would be best, we don’t have the time to do the transfusion properly.” Zene sounded confident and sure.

“Ok, go get him we need to do this now” Ignas told her. “I need to prepare.” Ignas walked down the steps, pulled his talisman out of his pocket and put it over his head.

Zene found Chusi just inside with everyone else. Everyone looked sleepy and messy. When she walked in she heard Taq say, “Ok everyone, get ready eat something and prepare yourselves for a fight.”

“Chus, Taq, Koma, a minute please.” Her Alphas looked at her, nodded and walked over to where she was standing. “Ignas and Sicarius have a solution, a way to help and heal Chusi, but it has to be done now. Ignas and Sicarius are preparing outside.”

“Ok, what can we do to help?” Koma asked.

“I don’t think there is anything we can do at this point, Chusi and I need to go do this, you guys just get ready.” Zene looked like she was going to cry. She was afraid of losing this man she had come to love, who she was falling for, who was able to get her to open up, to feel again. If this went south, that boy was as good as dead.

“You need to eat something.” Koma said almost in a ridiculing tone.

“I can’t eat right now.” She turned and took Chusi’s hand and led him outside.

Ignas was laying out his ancestors covens’ symbol, an almost full crescent moon with a broken arrow through it, in salt for protection and power. “Zene, please wait there. You can’t come in until it has started, but please I need a syringe. It needs to be handled by someone who loves him, for strength.” Ignas seemed truly in his element, taking control and not caring what anyone said or the looks he might be getting. “Sicarius, please make sure everyone keeps their distance no matter how bad this gets or looks. The only ones who can touch him are the three of us, or this will not work.”

“Of course.” Sicarius took off after Zene, he was up the stairs and in the kitchen in a flash. “Ignas and I are going to helping and healing Chusi, no one can interfere. No matter how bad it looks, or if he begs for help. No one can touch him and I mean NO ONE.” Sicarius looked pointedly at Taima. “If I have to step in and fend someone off, that’s it for Chusi, he dies. This is going to be hard. Ignas and I need to fully concentrate to do this. Michael, Bidzill, if you could please keep guard and keep everyone away.” The both of them nodded in agreement. “I do not anticipate you two needing to intervene, but better be safe.”

“Of course, my services are always at your disposal.” Michael said with a hint of laughter in his voice.

“No problem Sic,” Bidzill hopped over the railing and headed in that direction. While Michael shook his head and trotted down the stairs.

Zene rushed back outside with a tackle box made into a first aid kit, she pushed past everyone who was gathered on the deck to see what was about to happen. “Here! There are syringes in here!” She pushed the tacklebox towards Ignas.

“I just need the Syringe Zene, not the whole hospital.” Ignas chuckled.

“Well I didn’t know if you would need anything else. Better to be safe, right?”

“Zene, I’m a healer. I can heal anything else that may need it.” Ignas smiled as he opened the tackle box and found a syringe in a sterile package. “Chusi, are you ready? Sicarius?”

“I’m ready.” Chusi said wearily.

“As ready as I will ever be, Michael and Bidzill will keep everyone in order in case anyone gets… jumpy.” Sicarius sounded grounded and his Egyptian accent came through strong as he didn’t want waste any energy on how he was talking. All of his focus and energy needed to go to weakening the Skinwalker.

“Good, Zene, you can hold his hand, only his mate and those assisting in the process can touch him. Your touch may help him.” Zene took Chusis hand and held it tight. “Alright, this is how it’s going to work…” He paused a moment, “Don’t freak out, as soon as I inject Chusi with my blood, the original witch I am descended from will be inhabiting my body. She will be guiding Chusis wolf to the Skinwalker. Once the Skinwalker is defeated, she will leave my body. Chusi should be full werewolf again, no trace of the Skinwalker will be left behind.”

“Let’s do this!” Chusi sounded more comfortable and determined. “This asshole no longer has any claim on me.”

Ignas put the needle into the vein in his left arm, which always bulged out a little, filled the syringe, carefully pulled it out of his arm and examined Chusi carefully for the best access point. Chusis well defined arms left one vein outlined perfectly, in almost the same spot Ignas has stuck himself. Sicarius’ eyes closed as he concentrated on the Skinwalker. Ignas pushed the plunger and his blood flowed through Chusi.

Ignas’ voice change immediately, to that of an old woman, “Lay down my child, close your eyes, listen to my voice and let me inside. Your wolf is getting stronger, but I need to guide him. This Skinwalker is strong, but together we can defeat him.” Chusi did just that without question, he laid down and closed his eyes focusing on the old womans voice. “Sicarius, so nice to see you again! Try to draw the Skinwalker out to the clearing in this man’s mind.”

“As you wish, my dear.” Sicarius said with a fondness no one had heard from him before. “The Skinwalker knows what we are trying to do and it is trying to gain strength.”

“Remember what we worked so hard on, all those years ago?” The woman asked him while searching for the wolf in Chusi’s mind.

“Channeling my father’s power?”

“Yes. Channel your father, He will help you.”

“For you I will do anything.” The mark on Sicarius’ wrist started glowing as light shot from it, he screamed out in pain. There was a burning sensation as if the mark were being branded on him right then and there.

“This way precious wolf,” When she found the wolf he was hiding in a cave, unsure of what was going on, but getting stronger by the second, filling out in muscle tone, quickly. “It is your turn, your turn to thrive, your turn to live, your turn to win.” Chusis wolf howled out in joy and pleasure. “You will win this fight; it will not be easy but you will win. It is time to banish the demon. It is time to be healthy. We must go to the clearing. My dear friend has brought the Skinwalker to mutual ground. Follow my voice.”

The old woman led the wolf to the clearing. The Skinwalker snarled and rushed to attack the wolf. The Skinwalker swung its long arms claws out and tried to s***h the wolf, but he dodged. The strength he was getting from the blood of Ignas was intense. He paused a moment to take in the appearance of the creature it knew it had to destroy. Its face was a mixture of a wolf and deer, teeth dripping with saliva, antlers broken but sharp, long arms, three clawed fingers on each tree like arm. Its torso looked decayed, it was sparsely covered in fur but you could see the creatures ribs and its heat beating in its hollow chest. Its legs were muscular but shaped like a deer and covered in wolf like fur with hooved feet. It truly was a terrible sight.

The heart was the wolfs target, if he could get the heart, he could destroy the creature. The wolf lunged towards the Skinwalker and latched onto one of the ribs of the Skinwalker and ripped it free, tossing it to the side, the Skinwalker yelped out in pain and managed to cut the wolfs neck, the wolf didn’t even cry out, but Chusi did and the scratched appeared on his neck. Zene tightened her grip on his hand. Ignas, well Ignas’ body placed her hand over the cuts and whispered something too low for anyone to hear and the cuts vanished.

The wolf jolted like a shot of adrenaline hit him and he attacked the Skinwalker again, this time getting a few ribs in its jaws and ripping them out. He finally had a gap big enough to reach his heart. The Skinwalker wasn’t even bleeding, but what would you expect from a demonic being. It was angry now and the anger fed its strength and Sicarius faltered a little in holding it back, and it lunged at the wolf tackling it, trying to bite its throat, but the wolf was stronger than the creature expected and the rolled the wolf being on top now, the Skinwalker was shocked and Sicarius was able to regain his focus his mark shone brighter, dragging Zenes attention away from Chusis face. It was so bright, like a sun itself coming from Sicarius’ wrist.

The wolf bit down hard on the Skinwalkers neck and ripped out a huge chunk of flesh. Then buried its muzzle into the chest of the creature and got its heart in his mouth and yanked it out of his chest. At that same instant and old woman and an Egyptian creature with the head of a falcon showed up in the clearing. The Skinwalker disappeared, it just vanished from the clearing. All the wolfs strength left him and he collapsed and fell into a deep sleep.

“We must leave him now; he needs to rest.” The falcon headed man said. As he knelt and whispered something in the wolfs ear.

“Thank you for your help, I know it was hard for Sicarius to allow you into his head, it was a pleasure seeing you again Horus.” The old woman said.

“Thank you for opening my son up to me. I know he is a good man. Better than I could have ever hoped. The wolf must rest now. Let us leave, we have done all we can here.”

And just like that Ignas was back to himself and Sicarius’ mark dimmed to a dull scar again and he snapped back to reality and passed out. Ignas shuffled over to him and placed his hand on Sicarius’ chest, causing him to wake up feeling more rested than any night of sleep could ever give him.

“Why isn’t he waking up?” Zene asked frantically.

“I don’t know. He should have woken up.” Ignas said worriedly. He placed his fingers on his neck and Chusis pulse point and shouted, “There is no pulse! f**k, f**k, f**k. Why isn’t there a pulse?”

“What do you mean there is no pulse? Why isn’t he waking up?” Zene sounded heart broken and started to cry uncontrollably. “Chusi! Chusi! Wake up gods damnit! Wake up! You can’t leave me. I love you.”

As soon as the words “Why isn’t there a pulse?” his Taimas ears he leaped over the railing and bolted towards Ignas. Michael and Bidzill were there to stop him thought.

“Taima… stop.” Bidzill warned.

“Did you not hear him? He killed Chusi! What the f**k? And you are just going to sit there and do nothing?” Taimas words were layered with disbelief and disgust. “How could you just stand there?” Taima tried to push past Bidzill, but Michael grabbed his arms and locked them behind his back, effectively keeping him still and far away from Ignas.

“Your Beta said stop, if you do not listen, I will be forced to make you listen and obey.” Michael warned Taima.

“f**k you, Michael, you can’t make me do shit.” Taima tried to pull free from Michael, which should be easy. It should be easy to pull free from a human’s grasp. “What the?”

“Like I said, I will be forced to make you.”

“Why can’t I get free? You’re a human, what the hell dude?” Taima sounded more confused and his attention was finally off Chusi and Ignas. Michael revealed his wings; golden feathers caught the sun light.

“He’s an angel Taima.” Qaletaqa chuckled, “He can make you do anything he wants.”

“You’re an angel?” Taima tried to look behind him to see the wings and Michaels face.

“Not just any angel, I am an archangel. THE archangel Michael.”

“Like from the Bible?” Taima was just in complete shock.

“Yes.”

“Michael, I need you!” Sicarius interrupted their moment.

“On my way!” Michael yelled in his direction. He threw Taima towards Bidzill. “Don’t do anything stupid.” He warned and flew over to Sicarius. “How can I be of assistance?”

“Ignas can’t get a pulse, he is a healer, as you know, but he cannot make a pulse from no pulse. Can you bring Chusi back to us?”

“I can bring him back, but he will most likely be in asleep for a long while. Once he is back Ignas will not be able to speed up the healing process. The wolf must get stronger on his own.” Michael looked at Ignas. “It was the injection that caused it, while it was the quickest way to get the blood to him, it also left him the weakest, taking all its strength and power with it. No one could have known that would happen.” Michael stopped and looked at Zene. “Zen, I need you to let go of his hand. No one can be touching him when I bring him back. My power is great and it will hurt anyone it is not intended for.”

Zene nodded her head and let go of Chusi’s hand. Michael placed his hands on Chusi’s chest and light shot through his hands, starting his heart again. His wings were open shielding the pack and the rest of the team from what was happening. All the could see was what looked like fire lightning shoot down from the heavens.

“You come in quite handy in a pinch, when there is no defibrillator around.” Ignas tried to crack a joke but no one was laughing. “Why can’t I help him?”

“You two now share a blood bond. You will have a special brother-like bond. If you help him in anyway, his health will be solely dependent on you, without you he would die. He has to heal on his own because he needs to heal with his own strength. He needs to be strong, to be himself and his wolf needs to heal, otherwise as soon as you walk away from him, his wolf will collapse and die, and he will not be able to survive without his wolf.

You are a very special young man Ignas. Your heart is pure. I like you, but you must not touch him until he comes too and recovers. I will take him inside to get some rest, and when he wakes up you can see him, and see that he is alright, but you must not touch him. Not until he is up and out of bed on his own strength.”

“What about me?” Zene asked, “I can touch him, right? We sort of claimed each other.”

“You, my dear, are allowed. Everyone can besides Ignas. Your touch will be welcomed, and if you have bonded and claimed each other you may actually be able to feed him your strength. Come now, let’s get him to bed.” Michael pulled Chusi into his arms and he lifted off the ground and flew to the doors.

Zene changed mid-air running after the flying angel, trying to keep pace with him, she knew it was futile, he could fly for crying out loud. All she could do was run. Zene did not change back until she was inside in Chusis room. Michael was already out of the room; he must’ve left the same way he came in through the private balcony off Chusis room.

She changed back finally by his side, she grabbed his hand, and kissed him softly on the lips, then forehead. Zene grabbed a pair of his sweat pants and one of his t-shirts and swiftly put them on. She pulled over the arm chair that was in the corner of the room and sat by his side. Zene was anxious, thinking about the message she got not an hour earlier.

Qaletaqa walked into Chusis room, “Zene, you said to prepare for a fight. What is going on? Why do we need to prepare?”

Zene Sighed before responding and pulled her phone out of her pocket. “This might sound crazy, but they are coming today. I got a message this morning. It said “They are coming today. Be prepared. Signed a new friend.” VelvetFang.” She showed him the message, “It came through on my tablet and my phone. Which is next to impossible. Taq, Matchitehew is coming today. I don’t know when, he can only hope to catch us off guard. Have Zeth and Sicarius check my cameras, they have access to my computer and systems.”

“Who is this VelvetFang? Are you sure you can trust this information?”

“I don’t know who it is. If I could I would try to find out, but I am not leaving Chusis side. Why not trust them, Taq? They have no reason to throw us off. They know what is going on and want to help us…”

“Alright, I will let everyone know. I will send someone in with your laptop if you want to do some research on this VelvetFang, character.”

“Thanks Taq, I will see what I can find out. Keep me posted ok?”

“Sure thing Zen. Oh also, Koma is pissed at you for not eating. She will be in with food for you.”

“I can’t ea…”

“Zene, you will eat, you need your strength, especially if Matchitehew is coming today.”

“Fine, I will try.”

“Thank you.”

32

When they got to the hotel, Vestian and Itanie went into their room and messaged their friend to let them know the attack was happening in the morning, and passed out knowing their alarm was going off at seven in the morning.

There was a loud banging on their door at seven thirty, demanding their attention. “Why are you taking so long? Come on!” Kangees voice was angry and impatient. “How long does it take to get ready?”

“Calm down we will be out in a minute.” Vestian really did not like this guy.

“It’s going to take hours to get up there, come on we need to get going!” Kangee spat through the door.

“Kangee, all in good time, we still need to strategize, do not worry. The time will come, today is the day of reckoning.” Matchitehew was trying to calm the big man down, Kangee was too eager and anxious for this. He was ready but he would not compromise intelligence and planning. This was too important to wing.

Kangee snapped his head towards his chief, “They are taking too long. We need to…”

“Patience, Kangee, patience. They will be out in a moment. All will be well.” Matchitehew was unusually calm.

33

Zene was doing all she could to figure out who this “VelvetFang” was. From what she could gather it was a brand-new screen name and there was practically no trace of them. All she could find out was that this mysterious person was a vampire, the only other place the username was used was online, on a twitter, of sorts, specifically for vampires. Zene was able to trace the computer id number and they matched for both the message she received and the vampire twitter account.

“What have you found out?”  an instant message popped up from Zeth.

“Nothing except that our new friend is a vampire and better than me with computers. Which pisses me off. Have you seen anything?” She quickly replied.

“No, nothing yet. No sign of anyone. We are all ready for a fight though. Everyone is on standby. Why would a vampire want to help us?”

“Not sure it doesn’t really make sense to me, but I won’t refuse help at this point.”

“I know what you mean. How is Chusi doing?”

“He is getting better his pulse is strong and he has stopped sweating. I am finally able to send a little strength through our bond, although it is not fully formed yet as we just claimed each other, I am not sure how much it is actually helping.”

“Glad he is getting better, keep trying and keep me updated.”

“Ditto.”  And with that Zene closed the conversation window.

It had been a few hours, Zene had eaten, done what research she could and was constantly trying to feed Chusi strength through their new bond. He groaned and started to open his eyes.

“Chus, babe, can you hear me? How do you feel? Are you ok?” Zene sounded frantic.

Chusi raked a hand down his face, “Yes, yes and I am tired. What’s with all the questions?” He tried to chuckle but he was too weak yet.

“You died Chusi, you left me, you left us. Sicarius said the Skinwalker was defeated, but you died.” Zene started to tear up and tried to not cry. “Michael had to bring you back to us. We need to get your strength back before those bastards get here.”

“I died?! What do you mean I died?”

“You didn’t have a pulse, Chusi.” A single tear fell down Zenes face. “I felt our bond breaking, but Michael brought you back. It’s complicated.”

“How complicated?”

“Well, you are blood-brothers with Ignas, you two will be eternally connected, and have some special link. He can’t heal you until you are back to being 100% or you will need him all the time to be yourself.”

“That sounds like a mess.” Chusi smiled and pushed himself upright in the bed.

“I need to let Sic know you are awake.” Zene pulled out her phone and sent him a quick text. “Chusi, you remember what I told you before we did this right?”

“That Matchitehew is coming today?”

“Yes, you have to get better before they get here, we will need everyone. I couldn’t find anything on our “new friend”” She said in air quotes, “all I know is they are a vampire.”

“Gee wonder what gave that away…” Chusi paused and smiled as Zene playfully slapped him on the shoulder.

“Oh, hush, you.” Zene let out a giggle.

“I am feeling stronger by the minute.

“I have been trying to send you my strength to get better, but I don’t know how strong out mating bond is and how much you are getting.”

“Well, I am getting some that’s for sure. I can feel the strength of the one I love coursing through my veins and it is stronger than my own.”

Zenes eyes started to well up again. “Damn you, Chusi. You keep making me cry.”

“Whoa! Calm down there little miss emotional.” Chusi chuckled and this time a deep sound came from his chest.

Just then Sicarius came through the door. “Chusi! Glad you made it. Do you feel the Skinwalker?”

Chusi stopped chuckling and got a serious look on his face his brow furrowed, “No I do not, but I am still not strong enough to stand.”

“Good, I am glad you were able to defeat it. Your strength will come back soon. Do not fret. Are you hungry? I can have someone bring you something to eat. Your werewolf healing will soon kick in and you will be stronger than ever.”

“Yes, I am starving. Thank you, Sicarius.”

“You are welcome. Now rest and regain your strength.

34

It was twenty past one when they were trying to sneak through the forest. Matchitehew knew better then to attack at the front door, it was too guarded, too secure. There would undoubtedly be a gate and a fence that they could not sneak past. Qaletaqa was too smart to leave himself unprotected at all entrances, hell the kid had been running from and successfully hiding from him for ten years, that had to count for something right?

They had scanned the area and knew there were sensors and cameras everywhere. “Too bad your magic cigarettes don’t work on electronics.” Adahy chuckled.

“Shut up Adahy.” Kangee snarled back at him.

“Man, lighten the f**k up brother. Today we get to end those rat bastards who got away. Doesn’t that put you in a good mood?” Adahy retorted.

“It would if there was blood running down my throat and dripping out of my mouth, but there isn’t any is there?”

“Silence you two!” Matchitehew commanded. “We don’t know if these sensors pick up sound or just motion. Shut up! I have had it with you two! Shut up before I shut you up forever! Chansomps, what can you do about the cameras and sensors?”

Kangee glared and growled at his chief, the man he had to listen to and respect no matter what. Adahy looked shocked and shut his mouth and glared into the forest as if he has seen something of interest.

“Well. I can hack into the cameras and put them on a loop, the sensors all we can do is try to cut the wires, but as soon as that happens, they will know someone is here.” Chansomps looked contemplative.

“Or, ya know, I could do my witchy thing and temporarily disable everything without them knowing…” Itanie pipped in and looked bored. “You do have a witch and a warlock here to help you.”

“Well what are you waiting for?” The chief looked impatient and anxious.

“Just waiting for ya’ll to ask for help, we can do more than just help Kangee with Boro Reropa. We are formidable fighters and very powerful. I would hate for all this to go to waste.” Itanie motioned to her entire body and Vestians body with both of her hands.

“Please, assist us.” Matchitehew asked politely.

Itanie said a few words no one understood and then motioned with her hand for everyone to move forward. As Itanie disabled the cameras and sensors, Vestian sent a message to the ancestors to warn them.

Ignas shot up from his chair and started to breathe heavily, “They’re here.” He said quietly. “Koma! They are here, somehow the ancestors were warned. They are here coming from the forest, near the same place I snuck in. They will be summoning Boro Reropa to destroy all wolves. I don’t know who but there is someone with them that is on our side.”

The pack and Zeths team gathered outside in the clearing, ready for a fight, ready to end this feud, this hatred.

The clouds started to roll in as the Skinwalkers made their way through the forest, it was at least a couple of miles, a couple too cautious slow miles.

“Can we speed this up a little, why are we moving so slow!?” Kangee almost demanded of his chief.

“We are moving slow so we do not disrupt anything that could give us away.”

“f**k that, let’s go full sprint. Get to these cowards quickly!”

35

Kangee was the first to reach the clearing, he burst through the trees fully transformed into his Skinwalker. Saliva already dripping from his open mouth. Five seconds later the rest of them arrived, they had not transitioned yet. Kangee was the only one who had.  The pack leaped off the deck in almost perfect unison and changing midair, snarling when their feet hit the ground. Qaletaqa had not changed yet. He wanted to try to resolve this Alpha to Alpha, chief to chief; and as long as Matchitehew was human he would stay human as well. Nakoma walked next to her mate, snarl never leaving her lips. Bidzill was on his right Luyu to Nakomas left. The four of them walked to the middle of the clearing and stopped. Zeth, Michael, Sicarius, Adira and the rest of Zeth’s team were right behind the wolves. Zeth and Sicarius made their way through the wolfpack to stand next to Bidzill.

Matchitehew met them alone, Itanie and Vestian were standing with the Skinwalkers and looked at each other startled. They felt the presence of a strong and powerful warlock, but they could not see him. They went to the spirit realm and found Ignas and let him know they were friends; they were the ones who helped warn them and that they were here to help destroy and banish once and for all Boro Reropa. They stepped forward and flanked Matchitehew for a moment while Qaletaqa and Matchitehew talked.

“You will all die today, and my daughter will return to me.” Matchitehew said a little too confidently. Nakoma growled a frighteningly low and menacing growl.

“I don’t think so. You should have stayed away. We could have all lived peacefully, but you can’t handle it. Can’t handle the fact that your daughter hated you, that she wanted to be with a good man. You couldn’t handle the fact that a woman was going to be chief, that your own daughter was more of an Alpha than you ever will be, and stronger. We will not be the ones who die tonight.” Qaletaqa was grinding his teeth to keep from ripping out his throat right here and now.

Matchitehew laughed a deep laugh. “Boy, I have 20 Skinwalkers and two witches with me. What do you have? Let me count nine wolves, and eleven men? Please, this will be a cake walk.”

Just then Itanie and Vestian crossed sides, “12 wolves, three witches, and some of those are not mere men. We are here to stop you and your sick mongrel over there.” Vestian pointed toward Kangee who was pacing and looked furious, he had turned back into his human form, now he would need all his strength to summon and control Boro Reropa.

Qaletaqa looked stunned and gave the witches a good look and was just about to say something when he heard the voice of a teenage boy ring over the crowded clearing. “They are friends, trust them!” All eyes shot to the deck there were three figures walked to clearing. Ignas was with Zene and Chusi; who were holding hands.

Matchitehew did a double take when he saw Chusi, he looked back and noticed for the first time that he was not among them. “You traitor! Wait, I can’t feel you, or your Skinwalker. What have you done? And why are you holding her hand?”

“I was never supposed to be with you, I was supposed to leave that night, but I stayed for my mother, then when she died, I stayed because I knew eventually you would bring me back to my mate.” Chusi looked good, he looked healthy and stronger than ever.

“How can you be with her; your wolf is dead.” Matchitehew spat out in disgust and anger.

“Wrong, my wolf is alive and well, your Skinwalker is dead. The monster is dead, and I am healed.”

“Enough with all the small talk let’s get to the killing!” Kangee yelled. Matchitehew slowly walked backwards to the rest of his tribe of monsters, his tribe of demons. Kangee was already working on summoning the Demon called Boro Reropa.

Taq looked at Chusi and asked him, “Are you sure you are ok?”

“More than sure!” He responded and changed in an instant a massive black and brown, almost brindle coated wolf stood where Chusi was a moment ago.

The two sides ran towards each other and collided in a mess of fur and teeth. Michael unfurled his wings and took flight towards Kangee as the Demon appeared, Sicarius, Itanie and Vestian ran following Michael.

“How can you two help?” Sicarius asked, not even attempting to mask his Egyptian accent.

“We can weaken the demon. We cannot kill or banish it ourselves, but it looks like we have and angel who can do that once its weak enough.”

“Yes, Michael and I can fight it and banish it for good. He is not just any angel, he is the archangel Michael, and me, myself I am a demi-god and will call upon my father to help us.”

Itanie and Vestian looked at each other and asked in unison, “Who’s your father?”

“Horus” he said as they reached Michael and Boro Reropa. As he said his father’s name a sword of fire appeared out of nowhere. Vestian took Itanies hand and they started to chant something in a dead ancient language.

Bidzill and Luyu were fighting one of the stronger Skinwalkers, he was clawing at them and scratching them, not deep but enough to be an irritation. Fur and flesh were flying as the wolves and Skinwalkers fought. One of the wolves had broken off an antler of a Skinwalker.

Swords were clashing with the demonic being, the demon seemed to be getting weaker though. Michael and Sicarius were fighting together with the familiarity that they had fought together before. Michael was fighting with the demon head on and as Sicarius turned to fight Kangee. Kangee smiled, lifted his head and a weapon that was black, so black it almost appeared as just pure darkness, appeared in his hands. The blade had a slight curve to it. Gradually getting thicker, at its thickest point it was six inches thick coming to a sharp point, there were nine rings along the top of the sword. The sword was a gift from the demon he thought he controlled.

Their swords clashed, the darkness of Kangees sword almost swallowed the light from Sicarius’ sword, like the fire didn’t even exist.  They were locked in battle swords clashing, no one getting the upper hand. Kangees anger grew inside and his Skinwalker burst out violently, fur, decaying flesh, bone and claws emerging. Bones breaking and bending in inhuman ways. He let out a roar so loud everyone stopped fighting for a moment.

“Nakoma, my daughter, please come with me come home.” Matchitehew begged.

“Never. You may have raised me, given me life, but you have been dead to me from the moment you killed my mother. I will never leave with you.” Nakoma spat out at him.

“You will come with me, willing or not. You will come to love me again, my child.”

“I am no child, and I will not leave with you.” They struggled, fighting, he was slowly separating her from the rest of the pack, the rest of the fighting. He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a fine powder and blew it in Nakomas direction. She lost consciousness and started to fall. Her father caught her, gathered her in his arms and started through the forest.

Qaletaqa felt his connection to his mate weaken and he started to panic, he tore out the throat if the Skinwalker her was fighting and darted in the direction he last saw her. Only few Skinwalkers were left. Qaletaqa leaped over the fallen feeling his connection get weaker and weaker. Her scent was just as strong though, he could track her down he could find her. Bidzill and Luyu caught up to him flanking him on the left and right, sprinting after Matchitehew and Nakoma.

Kangee was the only Skinwalker left. Vestian, Itanie and Michael were fighting Boro Reropa. Michael with Glorious, the sword of heavenly fire and the Vestian and Itanie with their powers containing the demon to one spot trying to drain its power. The “pure ones” Kangee sacrificed to it made it strong. Stronger than the demon had ever been Vestian fell to a knee feeling tired. Controlling a demon of that caliber and power is taxing at best. Itanie cried out as if her muscles were giving out. She gritted her teeth and gave one last jolt of magic to wearing down the demon, giving Michael a chance to stab the demon with Glorious and send it back to hell for eternity. The blade pierced the thick black tar coved skin of the demon, into its heart Boro Reropa let out a shrill cry. Michael pulled Glorious out of the demons chest and in the midst of the cry he jumped up and cut off the demons head it vanished in a cloud of black smoke, the demons body following soon after the head was ash on the ground.

When Kangee heard the demon cry he faltered and looked in the direction seeing his precious demon disappear. He let out a shout of anger, while distracted Sicarius was able to stab him in the stomach and cut his shoulder. Crying out in pain he changed to his crow form and flew off, dripping blood as it flew away.

The wounded wolves changed back to their human forms and sought out everyone to make sure everyone was ok. Ignas rushed out to help heal those he could, Zeth was the first one he came upon he had taken a claw through the shoulder and was bleeding pretty bad, Ignas put a hand over the wound and healed it. The wolves were all healing up already, so he focused on those who did not have hyper healing.

Qaletaqa came up on Matchitehew and leaped at his back causing him to drop Nakoma, Bidzill changed midleap and caught Nakoma, and rolled as they hit the ground and immediately shifted back and faced Matchitehew, Taq had him on his back snarling at him. In one swoop he tore out his throat, but he didn’t stop he almost went crazy, chewed his head off. Luyu was with Nakoma trying to get her to wake up. Bidzill tried to stop Qaletaqa but Taq bit him in the shoulder, growling. Qaletaqa was tearing Matchitehew apart. Bidzill knew the only way to bring Taq from the edge was to get Nakoma conscious. He used his pack connection to call for help. Ignas felt the call and started to get nervous.

“I need to get to Nakoma.” Ignas said in an urgent tone. He started to sprint in her direction when Michael flew by him grabbed him and flew him to her. Taq had almost torn all Matchiehews limbs off. Bidzill and Luyu were looking nervously between Nakoma and Qaletaqa. Luyu had Koma propped up in her lap. Michael set Ignas down and folded in his majestic wings. “What happened?”

“I think Koma was drugged Taq is in the edge, the only thing that can stop him is Nakoma. Can you help her?” Bidzill sounded nervous.

“Yeah I think so.” Ignas knelt down and put his hands on her chest and closed his eyes. His hands started glowing and a grey fog started coming out on Nakomas mouth. She gasped and started coughing. Ignas fell over and passed out for a minute. Koma woke up and felt a horrible terror and pain. She looked and saw her mate completely decimating a corpse.

“Taq, baby, Taq, I’m ok, baby come back to me.” She got right down by her father’s body. Taq almost but her hand off when she moved to touch him when the recognition hit his tear stained eyes, he changed in an instant.

“Koma? Is that… Koma?”

“Yes baby, I’m here. I’m here. It’s ok.”

“I… I couldn’t feel you, our connection was gone. You were gone.” Tears started to flow, and his words got inaudible.

“I’m ok Taq, I’m here. It was the drug. Do you think after all that he has done and gone through he would kill me?”

“You were gone.” Taq just held onto his mate and cried.

“Come on babe, get off whatever is left of my father. Let’s get back to the house and take a shower.”

The rest of the pack was waiting for their Alphas and betas in the clearing, the wolves all healed and some of the rest had minor injuries that didn’t warrant Ignas stepping in to heal them.

“Matchitehew is dead, all his Skinwalkers are dead” Taw said triumphantly, the walk back to the clearing with his mate, betas and new family members was rejuvenating and calming.

“Boro Reropa, has been banished from the earthly realm once again.” Michael added.

“Kangee, flew away, I managed to injure him severely, but he changed and flew away as soon as the demon was banished.” Sicarius sounded defeated.

“Let us all get cleaned up and finally relax.” Nakoma said with tears of joy in her eyes.

36

Zene and Chusi were in the shower, in the bathroom that was attached to Chusis room. They were carefully and methodically cleaning each other, lathering soap over every inch of each other’s bodies. Chusi stopped at Zenes s*x, he tossed the washcloth aside and started rubbing her c**t, making her breathe catch in her throat. The hot water flowing over her body as her mate rubbed and pinched her c**t was exhilarating.

 “Chusi, fuck.” Was all Zena could say before he covered and swallowed her gasps of pleasure. She grabbed his rock-hard c**k and started stroking it, lighting squeezing it as she moved her hand along his length, Chusi pushed two fingers inside of her, his thumb staying close to her c**t so he could rub or press it to bring her closer to the orgasm they both craved. He slid his free hand down her back, slapped her ass and pressed a finger against her opening, causing her to gasp and moan louder than she ever had before, as soon as a finger entered her ass her orgasm flowed through her, over her entire body. She was shaking, Chusi pulled his fingers out of her v****a, moved her hand off his c**k, picked her up and slammed into her pulsing p***y. He had her up against the wall, finger still in her ass, thrusting in and out over and over. Their mouths in an unstoppable frenzy, tongues sliding along each other, swallowing the sounds the other was making.

Chusi pulled away from her mouth to catch his breath. “Zene, I love you so much. I can’t wait to make love with you everyday for the rest of our lives.”

With declaration, Zene started to thrust back, bringing him deeper inside her, her legs were locked around his waist and her arms around his neck. She had never needed an orgasm so bad in her life, she threw her head back thrusting her perfect breasts into Chusi. She let out a howl and when she looked back at him her eyes wolf, and her nails had turned to claws, she marked him again down his back, the hot water making it sting and bit his chest.

“f**k me, claim me. I’m yours Chusi. I am f*****g yours.” Chusi turned off the shower and carried her to the bed, where he set her down and bucked into her harder than he ever had, his eyes pierced right through her and were wolf, he bit her breast claiming her and she screamed out in both pain and pleasure. Their orgasms came in unison, they were pulsing together. Zene’s strength was gone, but Chusi looked ravenous. He pulled out of her and immediately replaced his c**k with his mouth, eating her out like he was starved. Zene found some hidden buried strength, no not hidden, Chusis strength. He was feeding her strength and energy while he feasted on her c**t and p***y. ‘Gods her p***y tastes so good.’ He was thinking to himself as he fed his mate energy. With that boost of energy, Zene started thrusting her hips against his face, causing more friction and a more intense feeling.

“Chusi.” She gasped in between short breathes. “I want your c**k, I want to suck you dry while you pleasure me this way.”

Chusi looked up at her a wry smile in his eyes. She didn’t even know how he did it, but he somehow managed to pick her up and get on his back, and turn her around with out missing a beat. He was still devouring her, she was sitting on his face, his c**k staring at her, she bent over and took him in her mouth, she cupped is balls and was rolling them in her hand as Chusi slipped a finger in her ass. She bucked wildly against his mouth and came violently as Chusi was deep in her mouth and ejaculated down her throat directly. She rolled off of him and fell asleep instantly, but Chusi wasn’t done, not by a long shot, he gave her more stamina and thrust inside her once me.

After six or seven orgasms, Zene looked at Chusi, “Babe, you are going to f**k me to death, lets get some rest, we have our whole lives.”

“Fine, but don’t you dare get off of me, my d**k is home inside you and will be waiting when you wake up.”

Zene giggled and fell asleep straddling him, his still rock-hard c**k inside her.

37

“This is the day of your formal mating ritual are you ready Chusi?” Ignas was in Chusis room helping him get ready. It had been a month since they killed Matchitehew and banished Boro Reropa. Chusi and Ignas had a very special bond and became brothers.

“I am. I am so ready to be permanently mated to Zene. She is my world.” He flashed a big ‘ol goofy smile at his new brother.

Zene was in her room with Koma, Orenda, and Luyu. Prepping for the big day. “One more hour Zen!!” Luyu almost squealed it out. Itanie knocked on the door, “It is perfect outside, I made a hybrid flower just for you Zene, its gorgeous and the clearing is covered with them.”

“Thank Itanie, now if sunset would just hurry up. I miss Chusi, I cannot wait to do this mating ritual.” The women in the room were so happy, everyone looked great in their sundresses.

It was finally time, red and purple were everywhere, there were twinkle lights, flowers billowy tulle, Vestian was playing a guitar, and the food smelled amazing. Chusi was waiting for her under an arch made from branches and roses. He was wearing red, and she was in purple, a tight satin dress that flowed down past her feet.

Qaletaqa was standing up there with Chusi ready to join them forever, as true mates. She walked across the clearing to them with Nakoma at her side. Her friends and pack standing in honor of this sacred night. When the two women reached Chusi and Taq, Koma kissed Zene on the cheek and smiled widely at her mate, winking in promise, of what was to come.

Qaletaqa started the ceremony, “The Legacy Pack would like to welcome you to the official mating ceremony of Chusi and Zene. Imprinting can happen at any age and for these two it was very unique process Chusi imprinted before we left, but Zene was too young to imprint. These two have overcome impossible odds to come together, and today they will be joining as one, their mating bond will start tonight. Our ancestors have laid upon us the privilege of being wolves they know who our souls need to complete us. Chusi.”

“I have loved you for as long as I can remember. When you were little I was always there to protect you and when you left, a part of me left. I longed for the day we would be together again, but was terrified you would reject me, when I got here you accepted me for who and what I was. I love you more than I could ever have imagined. You saved my life in more ways than one and I will spend eternity protecting you.”

“When you first got here I was wary, I didn’t know if I could trust you, but from that first night when you came to me early in the morning I felt like I could trust you, like you were right, and perfect. I have grown to love you, and I will fight for you every day of our lives. You have brought things out in me that I hid away for a very long time. Thank you. I love you more than I can express.”

“Alright, its time, for the final marking.”

They changed into wolf form, staring into each other’s eyes they howled and bit into each other’s shoulders and started running into the forest. The rest of the pack followed suit and the pack ran together sealing the mating ritual. The newest pack member was right there with them, the unmistakable brotherly bond was bright as a fire.

Those who were not wolves stayed back got everything ready for the reception. Which was perfect. After the reception, Zene and Chusi went out into the woods to mate as wolves for the first time.

After the reception, after everyone went to bed; Itanie got a text from VelvetFang, ‘I am coming, he is still alive.’