Forty-One

Ferrah-

“Mother goddess, I cant keep doing this” I tell her. “I cant keep hiding this from him”

I know of the lurking shadows around our pack lands and I know that it wont be long before the start to creep closer and start to take the younger pups. The hunters are sick humans who believe that rituals and sacrifices are needed to keep the true balance and one day restore humans at the top of the hierarchy.

“You must keep this to yourself, for now my child” she says while running her fingers through my hair like she used to. “The less your mate knows the safer he is from them”

“I understand that, but he is a king among lesser and when the time comes I’m going to need him” she sighs and lift my face in her hands so I can look at her.

“When the time comes I will go to him” the tone in her silky voice is the end of the conversation.

Hunters have been coming for the mother goddesses creations from the beginning of time making them dangerous to others. They have had centuries to perfect th