Legend tells tales of creatures—sometimes lions, sometimes other beasts, but most often, wolves—that can change shape, and walk as men.
Legend says that this gift, or curse, granted them the reasoning of men, the instinct of wolves, and strength far surpassing either species.
Legend states that this fusion of man and beast, immune to all harm towers over mere mortals, powerful beyond imagining.
__The Journals of Peter Stubbe.
INTRO.
Deep in the mountains, far beyond the valley and way across the rivers, is a huge 'world' that occupies acres and acres of land, a home for Changelings, called Naturiah.
Changelings are 'people' who can take on the form of an animal. Leopards, mountain lions, werewolves, deer, swans, rats, cats, and a lot of others.
There are two most powerful Changelings in Naturiah. These two species are the werewolves and the mountain lions—also called Cougars.
For centuries, these two Changelings have been enemies, fighting for dominance over other species. These two creatures are feared by all. They are Predators. They live among humans, like humans. But...more.
Fangs, sharper than tungsten needles, that can tear through a prey's skin in one single bite.
Claws stronger than the best katana swords that can shred an enemy into pieces in one single strike.
Furs, softer than a nursing mother's bréasts that whoever they let close enough to feel their furs cling to it and find it hard to let go.
These two species stayed enemies for so long until two centuries ago, the werewolves and the mountain lions managed to not only make peace with each other, but every pack and clan came together to coexist like one.
They signed a peace treaty that was never broken, and the mountain lions stepped back for the werewolves to take up leadership of the land of Naturiah.
New rules were made for the betterment of the land. Outside their lands, they shove down most of their basic instincts for better coexistence with humans, but in their lands, they do not suppress who they are.
Powerful. Fearless. Highly Séxual. Instinctive. Dominant. Predators.
There are rumors...
Whispers around in secret.
Murmurs in pitch darkness. Of the most powerful 'man' in Naturiah.
The most fearsome creature. The fiercest predator Naturiah ever has. A man who is the 'impossible'.
Rumors have it that his powers and strength not only surpass that of all 'men' but there's is nothing compared to his.
He is their Alpha.
Most species have an Alpha, but this 'man' is the Alpha of all Alphas. The ultimate Alpha.
The Alpha King.
They think him god.
He is respected like one.
He is feared like one.
They call him god.
Because, he is a crossbreed between the two most powerful creatures.
He has the strength of a mountain lion and the power of a werewolf.
He can take the form of a mountain lion or a werewolf. Or a man.
Why?
Because, he is a werewolf AND a mountain lion.
His name is Wolfariane Daminor Throne.
The Alpha King of Naturiah.
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🍄EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK.🍄
"I can smell you. Find me before I find you, female." Voice deep like the fiercest ocean filled the air.
"Go away!" Ismena squeaked from the bathroom where she'd hidden. He's not close to her but she can practically hear him like he's whispering to her ear.
Gosh, the man scares the very devils outta her. And that's saying something because she doesn't scare easily.
"I can hear the racing of your heart. The quick shaky breaths you take. The smell of your fear is choking." The predator in him loves it. Nothing smells better than a prey's fear.
No, there's one thing that does smell better.
"What do you want from me!?" She shouted behind the door's thick heavy barricades.
Silence descended. The house was suddenly too quiet that for a moment, Ismena considered that he has left.
Then, the door burst open.
Before she could react, he has her caged to a wall, his towering body blanketing her, successfully shutting out any chance of escape she might have had.
Ismena raised her head and stared up, up, up, up—gosh, the man is so tall!—to the deepest amber-eyes she has ever seen in her life.
A random thought: Wasn't this eyes blue a few days—weeks—ago? She was almost sure it was blue. Shit, is her sight going before her heart shuts down!?
"Found you." His deep voice was hard, yet it caressed her skin. His face was too close to hers. And yet, he is still scowling at her.
Does this man ever NOT frown? It gives 'intimidating' a whole new meaning.
Ismena cleared her throat, "Look, I know stealing is bad and all. Frankly, I never intended to take your ring without consent, but that diamond was really calling out to me. Tried to ignore it and all that, but I couldn't! It was too sparkly and screamed 'so much money.' What's a girl gotta do?" she cleared her throat again, "Look, if you'll just turn a blind eye to it. You're a rich man and all that. Or, if you'll just let me go, just this once, I will—"
"You will do what?" The groan was to her ear. He inhaled deeply.
He's sniffing her neck! "I'll most definitely not steal again, that I can assure you."
A pause. A harder scowl. "Do you know what smells better than fear?"
She has no idea what he means, but she managed to squeak, "What...?"
"Lùst. Desire." He spat the words like it tastes bad, "The scent of your wetness is driving me insane. I can practically taste your hunger for my cóck."
But then, he shocked them both—hell, even the poor equipments in her bathroom.
With a savage growl, his head lowered completely and his mouth crashed down to hers.
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🌺OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA.🌺The doctor stood beside Ismena's bed in his white scrubs and unruly gray hair. He has that look in his brown eyes that does NOT portray good news at all.Ismena waited him out. No way in grand Hades is she gonna urge this man on when he's gonna give her the bad news. He might as well take all the time in the world, she doesn't care.Finally, he opened his mouth, "I'm sorry to say this, Ismena Cranes but you have something we call Coronary Heart Disease. Very complicated and trickish for only making itself known now that it's in the last stage. We have treatments that will keep you alive for a long time, but after running some tests, it turns out that you have strong allergies to the most important drugs among them. Your heart isn't responding to the other treatments we were hoping on.""What are you saying, doctor?" Ismena isn't understanding a thing at all.He took a deep breath like he was preparing himself for the worst before he opened his mouth again,
🌺OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA🌺Two weeks after her visit to the doctor, Ismena Cranes sat in her bedroom with her best friend, Sandra, who paid her a visit when she heard that her friend is back in town. They've been friends for more than ten years—since high school—and even though Ismena left town after college in search of a job, they remained in touch with each other. They visited each other once in a while and spent quality time together."Hey, what is this you've been reading since you got here anyway?" Ismena asked her best friend."A new book. Damn, you need to read this book, it's perfect." She flipped to the next page, her brows knitted in ardent concentration.Ismena scribbled down the number ten of her list, "No thanks. I'll pass on that one. Can't believe you haven't changed none in the last ten years. You're still reading fantasies that don't exist." She has nothing against books, but her best friend can spend an eternity reading fairytales. Is that a way to live life?"You
OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA🌺"So, what else are we shopping for?" Sandra asked her friend as they got out of Penn Square mall, each of them carrying two shopping bags filled with Ismena's accessories and necessities for her vacay."Nothing, I think we're done. God, this feels heavenly!" Ismena raised her head towards the sun, a wide smile on her face, "I can't remember the last time I shopped.""Me too. I'm glad you came back, you know. I almost forgot what the inside of a mall looks like. I've been too busy running after stories. Whoever said being a journalist is easy?""I know, right?" As they walked towards Ismena's car, she swung her head in her friend's direction, "If you wanna catch fun in life, now's the time, Sandy. Don't wait until you're dying or getting old. Life is too short.""See who's talking? Just because you've got a little time on your hands now doesn't mean you aren't a workaholic." Her friend teased."Well, you are right but—Whoofs!!!" She gasped suddenly when the br
"You do not look glad, Alpha King." Alphose countered.Wolfariane Daminor Throne spared him another glance, "I do not have to look glad to be glad, Alphose.""Of course, Alpha King.""You're dismissed." He inclined his head slightly and faced the door."Oh, and Alphose?""Yes?" He turned.Wolfariane finally put the signed documents away and looked at him fully, "You are a mountain lion, and you are starting to seem edgy. As a man who is a mountain lion and a werewolf, I can tell you that there is not much difference between the two species. Both species need to let off some steams once in a while or the animal... will not be at rest." A surprisingly gentle look took over the frown that marred his face before, "You know how dangerous that can be."His Alpha is right and he knows it, "I will go for a run at sundown." "Running can only take the edge off, you need séx." He said bluntly, "If running works so well, wolves wouldn't be saddled with the full moon which forces us to mat
One week later...🌺LAVO NIGHTCLUB, NEW YORK🌺Ismena walked through the door of the club. All of the dancers were sultry-looking females, beautiful and nearly naked. Some of the men were laughing and dancing with these women. Some were taking shots of drinks at the bar-side.Wisps of smoke cast a dream-fog around them, and pinpricks of starlight rained from the swirling strobe, illuminating everything inside the darkened nightclub in slow, sweeping circles. From the corner of her eye, she caught a scintillating glimpse of a taut masculine ass pounding forward, back, forward, into an ecstatic woman. Ismena shook her head. These women that just bent to their waists and have séx in a club, how exactly do they manage to just do so with reckless abandon?She wants wild, but not this wild.These past few days have been glorious for her. She walked towards the bar and ordered her drink, she was smiling as she remembered her fun time in the amusement park. She'd conquered her lifelong fear
Wolfariane Daminor Throne wanted nothing more than to ignore the woman when these men had followed her to the bathroom because he does not give a damn about her specie, but when he'd heard her scream, his wolf and cougar had woken at the same time in alert, and bared their teeth.They agreed long ago that they hated non-changelings. So, why was she able to wake him?He'd tried to ignore it anyway, but his sensitive hearing suddenly became more attuned to the sounds coming from the bathroom of the restroom than loud music of the club. He heard her muffled screams, even the almost soundless movements of her struggles. The wolf became more restless, which in turn, made him restless.Now, he walked through the door he'd just broken its lock in one push and closed it behind him, peering at the weasels who held the girl."Leave us to our fun, man. We found her first." The one pinning her down said bravely to him. Swallowed tightly, he added hopefully, "You can go after us if you want a piec
Wolfariane dumped her on the bed and rose. He took a moment to arrange his clothing, scowling more at the untidiness and slight wrinkling of his suit. Damn drunk female."I can seeeeeeeeeeee the thundeeeer! It's vibrating my beeeeeeeeed! I think I'm gonnaaaaa vanish—" she gagged again. "I don't feel so good, big guy.""You are drunk and drugged. You have no business feeling good tonight.""Aaaaaah," she nodded her head in understanding. Accompanied with a huge smile, "But, that is where you're wrooooooooong!" she sang. "I feel like I can flyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!"Wolfariane shook his head. "I hope we do not see again, female." He faced the door and walked—A feminine hand grabbed his...and tugged hard.He wasn't expecting it, he lost his footing to the direction she tugged him to and fell right on top of her, breaking his fall in the last minutes with the hands that shot out on either side of her head—which held his upper body away from her, instead of crashing full-body on her."Ooooh, look
Minutes later, with some form of control reinstated, he tried to survey his situation rationally.He has found his mate and she is dying. And she is non-changeling.Memories filled his head of a time he wishes never to remember ever again. After all these years, the pain is still deeply ingrained in him. The reason why his mountain lion is more feral than any other changeling's in Naturiah and his wolf is the most séxually insatiable, rough, and fierce.How does he handle this? Can he handle this?A few minutes later, he came out expecting to see her sleeping because of the silence of the bedroom, but she was awake. She smirked at the sight of him. "You are back.""I do not have the intentions of taking a mate or having a child, least of all not a non-changeling mate because I have no liking for them, and most especially, not one who's drunk, sassy, and a trouble magnet." The woman is the complete opposite of him.Ismena isn't understanding half of the words coming out of the man's mo
When the full moon eventually came, screams from two women in two different parts of Naturiah were particularly high in the air because two couples were getting mated. One from the Cougar Clan, the other from the Heart of Naturiah.In the Cougar Clan, Alphose held his woman close as he gave her all that was him. She has never taken all his forms before, but tonight she was going to before the mating ritual is performed. Her sweaty body shook under his, and he could smell her fear too. He whispered words of love and encouragement to her ears as he filled her body from behind yet again and began thrusting again.They were in their bedroom, kneeling on the floor with Kassandra's upper body lying on the bed and Alphose's own blanketing hers from behind. They've been at it all night. She has lost count of how many times she has released. At this rate, her soul was going to leave her body. Alphose was the best lover she'd ever been with—hell, even the word 'best' does not do him justice. G
"I love you too, baby." He rose with her in his arms, withdrew a gold ring from his pocket, and slipped it into her ring finger. "It's so beautiful..." She cried, staring reverently at the sparkling jewelry. "It looks so good on you," he whispered to her. That night, they made passionate love together. As always he took his time arousing her body, touching her everywhere until she begged him desperately to join them intimately before he proceeded to do just that. They created the perfect rhythm together, moving sensuously and whispering words of love to each other. Wolfaraine took his time making her go wild in pleasure in his arms, he savored the cries, the litany, the sounds he drew from her as they pleasured each other for hours. Afterward, they lay together, sated and happy. He caressed her belly, cradling their child as Ismena burrowed closer to him. "I'm so glad that it was my father that helped us escape. We were victorious because of him." She played with the soft hairs
The next day, Onaries was publicly executed in the square at the Heart Of Naturiah, before the people. Crowds gathered to watch it and it gave them great satisfaction to see the shame, the humiliation on the psycho's face before he was beheaded. To Onaries, it was the worst punishment. He should have killed himself when the lab was invaded—it was better to die in battle than to be killed by public execution where the people get to laugh at him, spit on his face and call him names. He'd been tortured for days by his own Head Sentinel, Rodarh who took great pleasure from the act. He tortured Onaries until he lost his pride and begged to be killed. But Onaries, that monster, had denied him. Until today when he was publicly executed. As for the human doctor, Beloca; Alphose, and Degar had taken turns beating the man up, they carved his skin out of his own body, his screams like music to their eyes. They tortured Beloca to an extent that he stopped breathing several times, but they did
"Nothing, Miss Kassandra; I only forced your dormant hormones to come alive. My 'attempted claim' on you forced your body to wake and take on your mate's scent." He smiled a little, "Now, you practically stink of him." Sandra doesn't understand. "Him?" She asked, confused. "The Steele trying to break down that door, ma'am. You are his mate. There was a time you were very sick, right? To the extent you thought you might die, right?" Sandra doesn't need to think hard about that. "Yes, when I was very young, I suffered pneumonia." He nodded knowingly, "Whatever drugs humans used to cure you suppressed your hormones that made you a potential mate. So deeply suppressed that they wouldn't have stirred if you hadn't met your lifemate, my twin brother, and I wouldn't have been able to awake them if I didn't push as hard as I did. I'm sorry for hurting you, lass." The man wasn't as bad as she thought he was, Sandra thought, and some of her fears dissolved. Instead, joy began spreading thr
When Ismena heard the news about Alphose and Kassandra, she left the Tower and went back to Eline's house to be with her best friend. Sandra cried on her shoulders, dreading every hour that passed, every ticking of the clock because it was a reminder that Josiah was already on his way to Naturiah to claim her. She told Ismena that she didn't wanna do it. She just wants to go back to the human world. It's better to go home to live the rest of her life alone than to be with a man who isn't her Alphose. Although it killed Ismena to do it, she talked her out of it. How will she live the rest of her life knowing that she could have met her soulmate? She could have been with him, but she gave up on it? She talked her into giving Josiah a chance. After all, who knows? It might be the best decision she has ever made in her life, right? The Alpha King, on the other hand, could only pat his best friend's shoulder, commending him for doing the right thing even when the 'right thing' hurts. B
He smiled, "She is. Do you remember all your time together with her?""Oh yes. She is my best friend.""She will be so happy to hear that. It'll probably make her cry. She thinks of you that way too. Maybe even more.""I want her to stay with us forever. You're going to mate her, right?" "Yes, I will. If she will have me." Wolfaraine stated matter-of-factly. He has no doubt anymore. He wants to spend the rest of his life with Ismena. In fact, he cannot imagine his future without her in it."I'm glad. I hope she will have you, too. We will be one big family. She is so brave. She's everything you need in a mate. She always came by my room, all the time, no matter how scared she was. She came every day. I knew you two fought when she didn't come by for a few days. I was mad at you because you let her go.""Is that way you growled whenever I came close? I thought perhaps you hated me.""I never. I was just mad at you, madder, because I couldn't tell you how I felt. I'm happy you two sort
He walked into the room, quietly closing the door behind him, and took a few minutes to just stand there and watch them. The two most important women in his life. He felt lighter and refreshed, his heart filled with happiness like he'd never known before. How his life has changed in the past few months. He'd resigned himself to a bland life filled with guilt, sadness, and loneliness, never taking a mate, never having a child of his own, and living day by day with the fear of not knowing when he would lose his sister forever. But Ismena came into his life and changed it forever.He'd felt more in the past six months than he has in almost twenty years. The past no longer fills him with rage and sadness, his cougar wasn't as rough and out-of-control as before. He has a mate who is so highly compatible with him, his child is growing in her belly, and his sister, who he thought was lost forever was back to him again.Complete. He feels complete."What are you thinking so hard about?" Ism
Gasps of disbelief filled the air. The people were shocked and excited. They found it hard to believe that their King's sister—someone who they'd all given up on—would take her mortal form again after all these years. Murmurs rose in the crowd, bits and pieces of them could be heard audibly."Did you see that—" A voice said."What just happened!?" Another added."She took her mortal form again...!" "Bless the Lord!""May the deities be praised...!""Did you see that too?""...thought it'll never happen for her.""It's been eighteen years."Wolfaraine Daminor Throne stood frozen. He glanced down at the small, pale, feminine hand in his larger one. His eyes trailed from her hand to her arm, up to her shoulder, her neck, and her teary face. His throat constricted at the sight in front of him.She was more beautiful than the distorted image his mind had desperately held onto all these years. His sister was ten the last time he saw her face. His eyes watered as he gazed into eyes as blue
All the leading Alphas of Naturiah were there, the sentinels, the Betas, the Omegas, the houseworkers. He could see Eline, Mirian, and Kassandra too, even the Alphas that fought with him in the human world earlier in the day. They were all gathered there. They rose and greeted him respectfully when he walked through the door with his mate in his arm.Then they were crowding him. The joy and relief on their faces, filled his heart with love for his people. The females had tears in their eyes as they came really close to him. Some were hugging him, while the others were kneeling at his feet—a gesture of welcome and respect. They were all careful not to press tightly against him because of the woman in his arms. Ismena wiggled a bit, a sign that she wanted to be on her own feet, but Wolfaraine glanced at her and shook his head slightly."Please, I'll be careful, and I'll be right here by your side." she pleaded, a hint of her smile on her face. She knows how badly his people wanted to g