“I have never been this indecisive in my entire life,” Weruona confessed. “Does anyone have any brilliant suggestions? I am at my wits’ end right now.”“Let me go with my pack,” said Zanisck. “If father and the others are already dead, and I too die, there is you and Danshak here to carry on the Smallchief name. It is even better that the two of you are already married so you stand better chances of extending the Smallchief name than I do.”“Are you insane? Is this the right time to make a jest?” Asked Danshak.“I am being serious,” said Zanisck. “As much as I hate to say this, that bastard, Nikjin is right. We cannot stand here all night waiting for something to happen. We might as well go into the cave and find out what has happened to the Prime Alpha and the others.”There was a murmur of agreement amongst the warriors who were now becoming as curious as Zanisck Smallchief to find out what lay beyond the cave.“Fine, we will go in,” Weruona conceded. “But you will remain here with
“Danshak!” Erin screamed inside the dark cave that seemed not to have an end. She had been running forward for the past ten minutes or so, but she could neither see the other werewolves she entered the cave with nor hear them. It was as if she was running alone inside the cave but she knew she was not alone. This is nuts!“What is going on here?” She whispered to herself as she continued to run in the pitch-black darkness, hoping to catch even a tiny glimpse of light ahead. When she couldn’t take the endless running anymore, she suddenly found herself in the middle of what seemed like a forest. It was a moonless night but she could make out the tall trees and smell the grasses. She looked back to see where she’d come from but there was no cave in sight. It was as if she had just dropped into the middle of the forest from nowhere. She was so confused that she didn’t know whether to keep going forward or turn back, with the hope of locating the cave. Where were Danshak and the others? W
“Erin Brown, you are officially in trouble,” she said to herself. “What the hell did I just get myself into?”How was she going to survive in this place? Feeling desperate, she continued to retrace her steps with a pounding heart and a dry mouth, hoping and praying that she would miraculously stumble into the cave again and find her way back to Zanisck and Zorraya.“Oh my gosh! I have to warn them,” she said and began to run. It would be a disaster if the entire Smallchief family ended up inside the stupid deathtrap that Nikjin had prepared for them all. There had to be a way for her to warn the others and tell them to go back home to get reinforcement. They could even go to Quandagh to summon her father and his warriors to come here and rescue them. They could rally other allies from neighboring villages in Pentuck and Winshita up north to help them too. It could be done but only if she can reach the others on time and warn them.She ran and ran until her joints began to ache and her
She slipped off the boulder and lay on the ground, and she began to sob softly. She cried herself to sleep and when she woke up about two hours later, she felt dizzy and disoriented. The sun was still up in the sky and blazing like a ball of fire. She thought it was odd that there was this much sunshine at this time of the year, or maybe this sun was being manipulated by Nikjin and his mystic buddy who seemed to be an expert in creating this sort of grand illusion. It occurred to her then that this place wasn’t real, it was Nikjin’s torture chamber for all of his enemies. He could make the weather as hot or as cold as he wanted, regardless of what time of year it was. That was an insane amount of power for one person to wield, and now he wanted to be the Alpha King. If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable…… but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls
“Welcome to my humble home,” said Nikjin grandly, as if he was introducing her to a palace court. Erin on the other hand was too awestruck to even reply.They had practically stepped into another dimension through what seemed like an invincible portal and have now landed in a place that was a far cry from what Quandagh or Denai’ Vena offered in terms of architectural structures. The two main longhouses here were built with wood, straw, and clay, and had properly outlined windows and door posts. The huts were equally built with the same materials and some of them had awnings that provided shades from the noon sun. The surroundings were neat and beautifully decorated with plants and flowers that matched the overall breathtaking landscape. The people in the compound were dressed like Nikjin and they were going about their business, ignoring the two of them as if they weren’t even there.“How…?” Erin tried asking but she couldn’t find the right words to articulate her question.“I can see
“There you are!” Exclaimed Nikjin excitedly as Erin entered his chambers in the longhouse. He was reclining on a crude version of a chaise lounge made out of wood, straw, and animal hide. His domain was densely decorated with a variety of artsy fittings that were at odds with this era but made the space warm and inviting.“Do you like my lair?” He asked with a dashing grin.If he wasn’t such an evil creature, Erin would have found him quite attractive. “It’s nice,” she said plainly.“Nice is such a basic word to describe this phenomenal place. It definitely beats that drab home you lived with your mate. Oh, and speaking of which, would you like to see him?”Erin’s eyes goggled in surprise. “Is he here?”“No, but I know where he is and I can show you if you do as I say,” he said with a catty grin. He looked like a predator who had successfully cornered his prey.Erin had a bad feeling about his tone and she knew that whatever he was going to say next would probably make her sick.“Firs
She woke up in a dimly lit room that smelled like it had been sprayed with gallons of floral perfume. There was some sort of incense burning on a high stool beside the doorway. Erin was surprised to find herself alone in this strange room. She had expected that at least one of the other women would be here with her, but now she didn’t know what to do. Should she just lay there and wait for someone to come into the room to tell her what to do, or should she go outside and find out what was going on.The latter option seemed more appealing to her, so she got up and tiptoed to the doorway to lift the flap and look outside. To her disappointment, the door led to the place where she and Nikjin had shared a meal earlier. The place was empty but there were torches everywhere, lighting the place up at full blaze. She heard muffled male voices outside but she couldn’t make out the words of their conversation.Determined to find out what was going on, she made her way across the room to the oth
Inside Nikjin’s luxurious longhouse, they sat opposite each other but said nothing. While Nikjin was immersed in his thoughts, Erin wondered why his entire community was eerily quiet. She knew that the time was probably somewhere between midnight and 1 a.m. judging by the time she slept and when she woke up, and by the level of darkness outside. It has hard to tell the time accurately in a place that had no clocks or watches.Still, why were there no sounds of owls hooting in the distance? Or dogs barking somewhere? Or a baby crying? Come to think of it, she didn’t see any children when she came here yesterday. The place was teeming with adults but no children. Where were the kids?She glanced at Nikjin and saw that he was still deep in thought, staring off into the distance while stroking his beardless chin as the wheels turned behind his eyes. Erin was tired of this creepy quietness. She felt as if she was sitting in a graveyard and that thought bothered her. She needed to bring lif
At this point, Erin was convinced that she was a cat with nine lives because she escaped death once more as her father-in-law came to her rescue, knocking his brother off of her just when he was about to sink his fangs into her face. Although she was badly wounded, she knew her injuries weren’t fatal, so he got to her feet and stood beside a tree to catch her breath.“You killed my son?” Vak screamed at his brother.“Yes, and I shall kill you too!” Shouted an unrepentant Nikjin. “It is my turn to become the Alpha King of werewolves!”The brothers began to wrestle ferociously, swiping and snarling at each other. It was more than just a fight for survival – it was a fight for respect and honor. The fight was so brutal that within minutes, they were both covered in blood and seriously wounded. As the fight intensified, Erin became worried and wondered if she should jump in and target Nikjin who was attacking his brother wildly like a wolf on drugs.Without warning, Vak knocked his oppone
To her relief, she saw through the shed bars as Rowana approached with a bear fur cloak draped over one arm. She looked frightened, yet determined as she followed the guard that had gone to fetch her.“Walk fast, woman!” The guard at the entrance of the shed barked at Rowana. “Drop off the cloak and get back.”Rowana hurried her steps and stopped when she got to the front of the shed. “Will you not open the door so that I can give her the cloak?” She asked.“No. Squeeze it through the bars,” said the guard. “Do it now and go away.”Erin did not appreciate the guard’s rude tone and she made a mental note to teach him a lesson when she got out of the shed.“Are you well?” Rowana whispered to her as she stuffed the cloak between the narrow bars of the shed.“Yes,” Erin whispered back. “Remain in the hut with Timah and wait for my signal.”“Your signal? What – ““Get away from the prisoner!” The guard barked at Rowana, frightening her. She backed away from the shed immediately and took to
Both Erin and Timah barely slept a wink all night as they schemed and plotted together, trying to come up with the best escape plan. When morning came, they were the first to get up and go outside to see what was happening.The handful of werewolves on Nikjin’s side was in high spirits because they thought that they were about to become the elite warriors once their master became the Alpha King. The humans among them scurried about getting ready to start making preparations for the victory feast, as Nikjin had called it.“Nothing significant will happen until in the night when the moon rises,” said Timah.“I know, but let us still keep our eyes open,” replied Erin. “Go back into the hut. I shall go to the bleeding hut to fetch Rowana. We cannot leave her behind.”Timah obeyed Erin immediately and returned to their hut. As Erin strode toward the bleeding hut, Zokman showed up in front of her looking smug.“You made it to the final day, I see,” he said. “You are one resilient female and
Erin felt out of sorts after that barbaric scene she had witnessed at Nikjin’s longhouse. Mizzah’s body has since been buried and some servants had cleaned up the place and restored some sense of normalcy to the environment.Timah had been inconsolable and even blamed Erin for Mizzah’s death because she was sure that the other woman wouldn’t have accused her of poisoning their lord’s food if she hadn’t witnessed it.Rowana was still cooped up in the bleeding hut, pretending to be having her period. Nikjin was nowhere to be found after he walked away from his lair.Meanwhile, Erin was consumed with thoughts of how she would wring Zokman’s scrawny neck if she ever got near him again, but she couldn’t go to his hut just yet and risk getting caught by Timah or worst of all, Nikjin.Tomorrow night was the apocalyptic battle between Nikjin and Vak Smallchief, and Erin was determined to play an important role in it. She was not going to just sit back in this hut and let a bunch of male werew
Putting the mysterious potion into Nikjin’s food turned out to be more challenging than Erin had envisaged. With Rowana safely tucked away in the bleeding hut, that left she, Mizzah, and Timah to oversee the preparation of their lord’s meal.There was so much care and attention that went into the cooking and laying out of the food, that one would think that the women were preparing a feast for a respectable leader, instead of a bully who delighted in hurting everyone around him. Erin was amazed that it had never occurred to any of the other women to poison their captor’s food and end their misery. Was it Stockholm’s syndrome that kept them hooked and loyal to him or was it just plain fear?They fussed and primped over the meal until Erin was sure that she was going to lose her mind if she has to keep watching them go at it for one more second.“Is Lord Nikjin having guests over at his place tonight or is all this food for him alone?” Erin asked dryly.“You know our lord loves variety,
Two days after that harrowing experience, Erin was sitting alone in the women’s hut when Rowana came running in with a tear-stained face and completely hysterical.“I am in trouble!” She said to Erin. “My life is over!”“Calm down, Rowana. Tell me, what is it?”Rowana looked about wildly as if to make sure that they were indeed alone before she leaned toward Erin and whispered, “I am with child.”Erin gasped. She knew the implication of this development and she understood why the other woman was beside herself with fear. “Are you certain?”“Yes. My bleeding has not come for the past three months and this is the fourth month now.”“Well, there could be other explanations for that,” said Erin, hopefully.“No, Edvana. It is only a matter of time before it becomes public knowledge. Look at me,” she said and stood up so that Erin could see her stomach. Her lower belly was slightly protruded, a clear indication that her pregnancy was well into the second trimester already.“Oh,” said Erin w
For the first time since she arrived in this place, Erin was not only afraid for her life but terrified that she might not live to see the next sunrise after tonight because Zokman had given her a task that was designed to get her killed one way or another. He’d confided in her, telling her that he has been secretly sneaking food to Vak in his forest cell to keep the Alpha King strong although he had only told Nikjin that his step-brother was getting little quantities of water every other day.As far as Nikjin was concerned, his most important captive was wilting away in his cell, waiting to be devoured on the night of the full moon. It would be a massive shocker to him on that day when he finds out that he had been fooled by his right-hand man, Zokman.Meanwhile, the devious shaman had instructed her to carry out today’s food delivery to Vak Smallchief because he would be in a meeting with Nikjin and a handful of werewolves who were loyal to his friend’s cause. They would be going ov
Zokman’s hut was located outside the border of Nikjin’s compound, hidden behind trees and tall grasses. It was bigger than the standard-sized huts and had two torches burning on either side of the entrance.“Do you want me to follow you inside?” Mizzah asked with a shaky voice.Erin could see that the young woman was terrified of Zokman and she could understand why. “No, Mizzah. You don’t have to come with me. You can go back now, I’ll go inside alone.”“Are you sure?”“Yes. Go on, go back home. I will join you and the others later.”Mizzah hesitated only a moment before she spun on her heels and hurried away like a scared child.Alone, Erin inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly. She didn’t know what she was going to say to the shaman but she knew that she needed to choose her words carefully because Zokman would hang on to anything incriminating to use against her when he reunited with his ally. She squared her shoulders and took the first step forward.“I smell a luna coming to visit me
There was nothing warm or romantic about her escapade with Nikjin and so when Erin woke up sometime after their first romp, all she wanted to do was to get the rest of the aphrodisiac’s effect out of her system. He was asleep beside her, looking so peaceful and impossibly gorgeous but she felt no tenderness toward him. All she felt was a strong desire to jump on him and ride him ruthlessly as he had ridden her not too long ago until every last drop of Zokman’s vile potion was completed removed from her body. Only then will she be able to think clearly and plan a way to get out of here after successfully ruining her captor’s political ambitions.She got up to a sitting position and took hold of his resting cock in her palm. When she bent down to wet it with her tongue, she heard Nikjin’s gasp of surprise. Her erotic activity had woken him up and she watched with mounting excitement as his organ began to harden in her hand. She licked the head, liking how he shivered in reaction to that