The Fated

The night is falling.

Ralph is still wooing his mate while Jasper and his family have been escorted to their quarters by the King-Father and Mother. If my senses don't lie, Jasper is now lying in bed, tormented by the thought that Saray is now filled with Ralph's cock. Ruth and her mate are delighted with their apartment, which will always be vacant till they return here. Jasper's parents sit silently on their private terrace, watching the moon, not quite knowing what to do with the luxury that hit them. And, of course, Rasputina is still in the process of capturing the Chief Warrior's mind.

So now I am still determining what my fated and chosen are up to.

Clair and Rachel. Those are the names I got from Ivor. Clair, the Blonde, is indeed a fierce warrior who will now be the second in command after Ivor. That Rachel is a wallflower, is idle all the time without a plan for life. That too, is convenient, she only has to keep my bed warm and give birth to my pups. In retur