A little bit of a spicy chapter for you. Do we all remember how horny the three sisters are from the second book? And wow! Look at Rhett go. He puts the shifters to shame lol I hope you enjoyed the chapter. More to come next week. Have a great weekend all!
RHETT I woke in a daze, my body feeling like it had gone several rounds with Mathias. The sun poured into the room as the big orange ball peeked up over the horizon of the trees. Freely and demanding through the white curtains. It wasn’t the sun that had me waking from a heavy sleep, but the sound of a bird squawking. A noise that should have been comforting and familiar, but it wasn’t. Birds had left the sky. Either flown off or had suffered the same demise as the rest of the wilds and fallen prey to the monsters. The squawk comes again. This time, with resistance from my body, I climbed from bed and made my way to the window drawing open the thin fabric that blocked my view. There, on a ledge, sitting opposite my window perched the biggest raven I had ever seen. I stared at it confused. My forehead creased as its bright yellow eye blinked at me. I hadn’t seen a bird in months, years. Yet there sat the enigma of a raven. Its black feathers glistened under the early morning sun's
RHETT Marcus leans over a map, pointing to where the Northern Lycans village can be found. It’s close to Mount Xenia. At least that’s what it looks like on the map when in truth we were looking at a four-day hike through the mountains. And that was in wolf form. I don’t have a wolf form. “They are old school up there Rhett,” Marcus explains, eyeing Finn Mason and I. “What do you mean by old school?” Mason crinkles his nose obviously not liking the sound of that. “They live off the grid more than most. More than they did here at Riocht. At least they had a form of electricity here.” Mathias gives a rare chuckle. Marcus eyes Mathias, still hunched over the map, “Not just that, they live by different rules.” Straightening himself he offers a grim look to me. “Nyctimus is old, very old. Lycans live much longer than any other species of shifter including werecats.” His eyes roam to Mason then to Finn and back to me. “think… dark ages.” “But they haven’t always lived like that have th
RHETT They all stood outside as we loaded up the convoy of vehicles. We would be traveling back to the Kodiak Kingdom and staying at the Clan Mansion overnight. From there, Xander would fly us out to Mount Xenia via Birdie. Dropping us at the closest point to the village. Mathias told us that once we were dropped Xander would point the way and there should be a century or guard that would greet us. They would either let us into the village or direct us immediately to the Lycan Clans' whereabouts. That was if Nyctimus was willing to see us. We were warned that he may turn us away. Refuse to entertain us and hear us out. What we were meant to do if that happened, I had no idea. We all said our goodbyes and we were wished good luck. The last person I said farewell to was Tala. She stood there with eyes rimmed dark from lack of sleep and worry. Little Connor in her arms. “Stay strong,” I told her as I wrapped my arms around her and the little prince. Squeezing them both a little tight
RHETT Tiny cabins were dotted around as the path and Lycan centuries led us into the village of Xenia. Crossing through an invisible barrier that began as the giant red trees gave way. I felt the temperature in the air change. The atmosphere becomes lighter and somehow comforting. We were in a magical place. I could feel the hum of it surround me and tingle my skin. Finn lets out a small growl, one that’s full of contentment as if his beast was being scratched behind the ear. “I don’t like the way this place makes me feel.” He says, his lilac eyes slightly glowing as we are led further into the village. Smoke billows from a few cabins, puffing out from the short chimneys. The smell of freshly baked bread and something sweet fills my senses. “As Ashe is not here.” One of the Lycans turns to inform us. “We will take you to an elder of the village. They will determine if you can stay here while we ask Nyctimus to grant you an audience." Following them we are led to a larger-looking
RHETT As soon as dawn broke, we gathered our things and walked out of the cabin. Last night's experience was still fresh in my mind. When Mason and Finn asked about the experience, I told them what was said to me, but never disclosed that the lady of the lake appeared to me as Jonda. That was for me to know only. At least until I made sense of my muddled thoughts. We set off, the two Lycans leading us. We were forewarned that we would be crossing over rough terrain and through dense forest. They weren’t wrong. There was no easy path to the Lycan village, up one side of a mountain and down another. Through a forest that was so tightly packed that if it hadn’t been for the Lycans, we might have lost our way. It was easy to get turned around in the dark shade beneath the trees. I kept up easily, running on foot as they all shifted to their wereforms. Once, for the first time in my life, I wished I had a spirit animal. Maybe then my feet and legs wouldn’t be aching so much. We didn’t
RHETT We took our time and rested in the large bedroom. It only had two beds and I opted to sleep on the futon that was in the room. There was no chance in hell I was sharing a bed with either of those two. And they refused to share too. “What? you mean you don’t want to be big spoon big guy?” Mason teased Finn, smirking as he pulled fresh clothes from one of his bags. I had just showered in cold ass water and didn’t want to spoil the surprise and tell the other two there was no hot water. I found it odd that Nyctimus would allow us to stay after declaring that Finn and Mason were less than welcome in the Lycan village. However, I was interested in witnessing the feast they would hold. Knowing our luck, it would be another meal of vegetables and potatoes. Not that I would complain, their hospitality was enough. “Mother of the moons!!!” I heard Finn cry out loud, “There’s no fucking hot water!” A second later he came out, towel slung low around his waist hopping from one foot to
RHETT Dawn came, and I sat on the folded couch rubbing some cream onto my feet. A welcomed gift, that Nyctimus’ mate had sent to our room last night. The ointment was already doing its job and soothing my feet. This was the second application I was putting on and already my sore and blistered feet were beginning to heal. “We will take the quickest route to MacTire and from there we will travel to Mir,” I say as Finn and Mason rise and stretch. “Travis will have transportation for us once we hit the border.” I pull my socks and then my boots on. Taking my time to lace them up. We had been gone for five days already. That only gave us another week to come back with the dagger. Morgan wanted to perform the ritual under the blood moon. That was only nine nights away. The familiar feeling of pent-up frustration mixed with anxiety began to creep over me. My hand shook as I finished tying my boots. Nine nights only. I could only think about what I was tasked to do. And that was not retri
RHETT Up the mountain and around the side we had climbed. Our eyes were ever watchful for those birds in case they came back for a second go. “This isn’t right.” Mason stops, looking at the map we had been given. “What’s not, right?” I asked him, pulling up next to the werecat. He turns the map in his hands from front to back then back to front. Then rotates it clockwise like he is desperately trying to figure something out. “This,” He says shoving the map in my hand. “It doesn't make sense.” I peer at it. Looking at the lines that were drawn for us. I frown, licking my lips as I study the piece of paper. “You're right. It doesn’t make sense.” I shake my head. “You can't read a fucking map now.” Finn snatches it from my hands and takes a moment to study it. Shoving it back at Mason roughly the werebear turns to look at the rocky face of the mountain we were trekking over. With hands on his hips and deep lines across his forehead, the werebear stares intently. Finally, after a f
Thank you all for reading Dawn of the Hunters! As always Include a bonus chapter for the next book. If you could please leave me a review letting me and others know how much you have enjoyed the book I would greatly appreciate it. Below is the first chapter of: All Queens Kings - book 8 the final book in the series. Are you ready for it? To be honest, I'm not sure if I am. Chapter 1 – Through New Eyes LAMIA The night of the blood moon Seneca finally quieted down only when there was quiet. She slept peacefully in my arms as I stood at the window looking out over the rolling landscape of MacTire. I felt indifferent staring at the dark mountains lit only by the glow of the moon and the sparkle of the stars. A night sky I had dreamed of seeing once more. Now I was gazing upon it, it felt strange. Different and new. It wasn’t how I remembered it. It was more beautiful than I remembered. The soft clicking of boots coming down the hall reached my ears. I didn’t bother to turn wh
RHETT Two days after the Blood Moon News of the return of King Kellen and Queen Lamia spread quickly. The realm rejoiced and for two nights MacTire celebrated along with other kingdoms and packs. The realm was renewed with the hope that we would be saved from the underworld god's wrath. I wish I could share the excitement. Maybe I would if I didn’t know any better. Reports said Andora burned day and night as the dark army swept through the country. Tobias had relayed that Aodh’s armies had reached the borders of Bhakhil and they were preparing to fight on the front lines any day now. Sources told us another platoon of soldiers had reached the shores of Batsia the night Lamia and Kellen returned. I was in the midst of preparing the INE to move out as soon as possible to try and cut off the army before they crossed through Lewe or Mir and reached the kingdoms they bordered. It was time for the Changelings to shine. I wasn’t sure if they were ready or not, though I don’t think any o
LENEVE Alpha Travis lay on the ground. Oliver was barking orders at Beta Mike to help him, Who didn’t care to be talked to by the once rogue, but came to the Alpha’s side anyway. Rhett stood in horror as he watched Mike conjure sparks of magic and attempt to restart the Alpha’s heart. In the midst of everything happening two figures appeared on the otherised of the hole between realms. Tawny cried out upon seeing the lost queen and king. Morgan and Hunji didn’t know where to look. The rest, including myself, stood with mouths gaping opening as the most beautiful creature crossed the barrier. I fell to my knees as recognition came over me. The deep green eyes of the mortal goddess looked upon me. The queen of shifters had returned. The male next to her stood tall and intimidating. A scar marred his face but it did not detract from the incredible blue of his eyes. The child in the queen's arms began to cry. Her sobs became louder and turned into screams. Her little hands covered her
RHETT I walk with Leneve, as slowly as we can, back downstairs and through to the back of the castle where a set of double doors leads to the gardens. My breath hitches, and my hands begin to shake when I see the gathering of all the major players including Travis who stands in the middle of the group with Mathias. I run one hand down my pants, wiping off the clamminess that gathers on my palm. I try to release Leneve's hand to wipe that one but her little fingers are wound tight around mine. I look down at the small Lycan witch who offers me a reassuring smile. She doesn’t need words, I can see in her eyes what she says. Telling me to do what feels right and that she is by my side no matter what. She stands with me, not behind or in front but by my side no matter what happens. It’s a comfort and reassurance that I didn’t know I needed. One that helped when I saw the watchful eyes of those who expected me to perform an act I was not keen on performing. “So how's this going to go
RHETT Like a black cloud tension hung in the air. MacTire palace grounds and its people were eerily and unusually quiet than normal. The atmosphere was thick with a forlorn vibe that passed from one shifter to another. It was no longer a secret what was going to happen once the moon rose tonight. Whispers could be heard, the warriors gossiped, and the palace keepers mumbled protests under their breath. No one was happy about the deed I was meant to perform tonight. Least of all me. I thought I could keep my mind off the pending events by ignoring them. It had worked up until now. “Damn, I bet you are the most hated shifter in MacTire right now,” Mason says with a mocking tone. I shoot him an annoyed glance as we make our way to the training grounds. I thought maybe some light sparing would keep my mind focused on something other than stabbing my best friend. “He probably is.” My smile is weak as Tawny struts across the field in our direction. “I mean shit, Travis is loved by every
RHETT My hand gently splays across Leneve’s naked body, coming to rest on the flat of her stomach. The tips of my fingers flex where a child, my child, grows inside her. By any nature’s law, it would be too soon to know if she was indeed pregnant. However, I had learned not to question Morgan’s knowledge over the years, so I knew it was true. Leneve would bear our child and this child would grow up with both of its parents. They would know love unconditionally and they would have a sister who I had no doubt would spoil their sibling. In the exact way, I looked after Ria, this child would have an elder sister who would do the same. “Untie me, Rhett.” “Not yet,” I mumble to Leneve, my thoughts still on the life we created. I had made good on my promise. Leneve was still bound to my bed, a beautiful mess lying in a puddle of her own mess. I had made her shake and shudder, her body convulsing with orgasm after orgasm until it was me who couldn’t stand to hear her beg. Until I gave in a
RHETT I spent the rest of the morning with Leneve and Angelica, watching as they played and laughed. So many new feelings were surfacing, and I hoped this would be a new normal I would be navigating in the near future. Two weeks ago, if someone had told me that I was Lycan, not half-wolf and there was a beast hidden inside me. I wouldn’t have believed them. If someone had told me I would meet a second chance mate, one I didn’t want, and one I would end up falling for more with each passing day; I would have laughed and told them to take a hike. Yet here I sat on the damp grass watching the two females who held my heart play chase. Leneve was genuine with her reactions; she wore her heart on her sleeve, and I’ve noticed she doesn’t hide her emotions well. So, the way her face lit up when Angelica smiled, made me smile. I caught myself as my lips curled up and my changing expression froze. I can’t remember the last time I smiled. The last time I enjoyed a moment in the day. Minus whe
LENEVE The two young pups were taken from the room by an older female werebear, leaving the grownups to sit and talk. Platters of food were brought to the table along with juice and water. My surrounding company began to pile their plates high, mates making up plates for their females. In our Clan, it was every Lycan for themselves. I can’t remember once when my father fed my mother, never mind making up a plate for her. She would probably slap it out of his hand thinking it was poisoned if he did. “You need to eat,” Rhett whispers in my ear, grabbing my folded hands beneath the table. “I lost my appetite.” I lie. A low unhappy growl emanates from Rhett. I turn my head to look at him, only to see those green eyes staring at me intensely. The look sets off a tingling sensation throughout my body, remembering the way he looked at me last night as he made love to me. “Fine.” I concede when he doesn’t let up and reach for the tongues to grab some bacon. I thought it was going to be a
RHETT “The blood moon is in two days.” I give Travis a painful look and raise my sword, ready to spar again. “Don’t remind me,” I say, twisting to the side as he plunges his weapon towards me. I spin, knocking his back with my shoulder. “Rhett, it must be done.” Travis turns with a sweeping motion, his leg catching mine. I fall to the floor, dust licking the air from the heaviness of my body. “How are you okay with what I’m meant to do?” I stand back up dropping my guard because I don’t feel like sparring anymore. “Seriously, I can’t do it. There is no way I can stab you in the heart.” “I rather it be you than anyone else.” He tells me honestly, now dropping his sword to his side. “Well, that’s the catch. No one else can hold the dagger. So, if I don’t, no one will.” Well, no one but Travis, my thoughts take me back to the way he easily held the dagger, unlike Oliver. It sounds so good in my head. If I refused what was said to be my destiny, then there’s no way it could happen.