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He brushed her hand from his knee and stood. “You’re mad. I’m out of here.”
“And where will you go? Back to your human bitch? You think your desires are stated?” She followed him to her feet, but barely rose as high as his shoulders as they stood side by side. “This was only the beginning. They’re only going to grow stronger. You need to learn to control yourself. Do this for me though, and I’ll teach you how to control your urges,” she insisted. “You need me, and I need you, it’s a fair bargain.”
Her words followed him as he stormed naked out the study, and out of his childhood home, hounding him long into the night after the heavy door had slammed shut.
“That fucking bitch!” Danny growled, running. Running as if his life depended on it.
The change overtook him as he passed through the wolf gate. His own beast ripped through him to explode through the brush, not noticing as thorns and skeletal twig-fingers snatched at his pelt and the flesh beneath. He no longer cared what lay ahead or where he was going. He didn’t look back.
He just needed to get away from her, from his past, from this place and just run, and run and-
Fuck it all, how could he have been so stupid?
How could he have ever thought coming back would solve anything?
They were all mad. Mad and crazy and out of their fucking minds.
So fuck them. Fuck Erza. Fuck Shane. Fuck Bill and Jake and the damn fucking lot of them. Fuck them all!
So he ran, and kept running, until he found himself standing once more at the gates of the hall, with the great wolves looming over him. Danny bared his fangs, but neither sentinel accepted the challenge.
He wanted to go, to run far away, but he couldn’t.
This was his home.
And they needed him.
He remembered Shane’s words and the desperate pleading look in his eyes when he asked him to just listen to Erza. Well, he’d listened. Danny wanted so badly to deny her, but he couldn’t deny his friend.
Now he had an answer.
He found her back in the study. She’d redressed and was sitting at his father’s desk. Her laptop was open atop it, next to the noticeably half empty decanter.
“What are your terms?” In his lupin form, his voice was a low gravely baritone, more of a growl than words, and for several long moments, she almost appeared to have not heard him. Then, slowly she looked up from the screen.
Undaunted by the sight of his wolf standing in the doorway, she just fixed him with a cool, unreadable glare. “Our marriage? Exactly as I said. You’ll re-join the pack, marrying me to assume the role of an alpha male. It’ll become a show of unity. I will then be able to talk with the other packs and warn them of the enemy to the west. In return, I’ll teach you to control your wolf.”
“And your war?” he barked, his nostrils flaring. The room was still rank with the musky aroma of sex. Just the scent of it was enough to bring back visions of her spread out beneath him, her tight pussy milking his cock. She’d been a bitch in heat moaning for more, and the mere memory of it was enough to have his shaft stirring for another round.
“My war?” Pushing back away from the desk, she got up and walked around the desk. “The war is upon us, Daniel, whether you believe it or not. If, when the time comes, you don’t want to fight, feel free to run and hide back in London.”
Danny’s eyes narrowed on her. Her taunt rankled him, made his cock throb with a fresh desire to show her what her place should have been. He resisted the urge to bite and instead forced his wolf back into the box. His lupin form dissolved away to reveal the man beneath who stood unashamedly naked before her. “And what about Jackie?”
“Jackie?” She arched a neat and perfectly curled eyebrow. But then her gaze dropped down to where his cock stood rampant between his legs, tall and thick and ready to make her submit once more, and she slowly licked her lips. “Oh, you’re little, human bitch. What about her? I’m talking about a political marriage, Danny, nothing more. Monogamy doesn’t enter into this. If you want to take her as a beta-mate, that’s fine, but make no mistake. Our son will inherit your father’s pack. Understand?” She thrust a hand out to him.
He just glared at it for a moment, regarding it like a coiled viper, ready to lash out at any moment. Then, slowly, he reached out and took it. They shook hands, binding the agreement with something far more powerful than ink or blood.
The word and honour of their wolves.
“Welcome home, Danny,” Erza smiled, her other hand reaching out to wrap around the base of his cock and stroke from root to head. “Or should that be, Alpha.”
It was time.
The last light of dusk was slipping into inky black and high overhead, through the canopy of clouds and pollution, the heavens have come alive with all the magnificence of the celestial sphere. Thousands of sights no human eye could ever see.
The hour of the wolf, the time of the vampire, had come. The time to hunt, to feed...
I inhaled the backstreet in a breath and a shiver slithered down my spine at the heavy perfume of things that didn’t bear contemplating. Needless to say, it was rank. Human cities often carried a certain pungency about them, so much waste and body odour, pressed together in such tight quarters, left its mark. They had gotten used to the stink and given enough time, even a vampire could adjust. But that place…
