The Alpha King's Mate

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g through thickets and bramble, I hear leaves and twigs crunch under my b

after such a long trek, I follow the sound, and eventually find a stunning waterfall.

th a very melodic voice si

ater. Had I been in my wolf form, I would have arrived much sooner, but

d. The King's soldiers stop at stalls with carts, and place half the contents on the wood

e donations will feed his soldiers, when we prepare go to war against Alpha King Damon.' Shit! The rumours are

mach lurches when I realise what I'm seeing. Furs belonging to

the rogues. Pack wolves or rogues - t

, and the pelts on the hooks sway from side to side. 'I'm so sorry...' t

eserving my disgust, I purchase all of the werewolf hides from the stall, and sling them ov

at the sight of them. Odd, a human is so upse

their last moments. Humans should not be purchasing our fur to turn it into c

ged women, sitting on wooden crates, crocheting, and ask them if they can tell me any

h more at market than a normal wolf because they're thrice the size. Most of the villages in West Wallow sell these pelts. Regular men hunt them, and

roup of locals complain about the t

chats quietly with her h

protection from the werewolves is paramount, but where does he expe

ire straits. I might just have to accept lashe

d fool! If anyone is going to get la

te you on the spot if you tried to fight them. We'd be very

of a way to come up with the money,' M

ng if you can direct me to

nd looks me up and down

like you have in a small town like

t!' Haro

ar, I'm just havi

grandson I reach for her hand and place

s a shame you are married Margaret for I'd sco

Margaret

re young man!'

the moment, and for you sir the Tave

smile and nod

seat in the corner near the fireplace. I'm going to have mind-link Alpha Damon later. I've been gon

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day to get some food and hopefully see Vivian and her girls again. I reflect on the humans I saw in the forest, and that large gust of wi

ow I created that gus

e on the ground, and nudges my hand. He stares intently at the palm of my hand like there's something there. I look at my palms, and

ic, wave my hands up an

Ember?' I'm literally squawking and

weetness, he isn't worried at all. I s

d do this, didn'

gainst my calve, like a cat. I clos

I do?' I ask him. He eyes me befo

I shout, as the energy fills my palms again, and a big gus

to no one. I take a breath and

ws the pebble ac

nd down in

nd goes, I smile, it's