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    Keepers of the Land: Books 1-3
    Keepers of the Land: Books 1-3
    Keepers of the Land: Books 1-3
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    Keepers of the Land: Books 1-3

    By Crystal Dawn

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    Mandi finds herself waking from a drug induced sleep, in the arms of the handsome McDougal Pack's alpha. But Mandi is a human, with no desire to be anything else. Just because the legendary white wolf blood might run through her veins, doesn’t give the werewolf council any say over her life. She may not be able to pick her relatives, but she can certainly choose the man she marries. Can’t she?
    Mac doesn’t think the mate the council chose for him is going to work out for him at all. But when he meets her, he begins to wonder if she might not be the one he’s been looking for all along. She wants to fight him and the attraction that flares between them. He has a surprise for her. He’s a fighter and he’s enlisted an unexpected ally from her family. The white wolf herself is on his side and he doesn’t intend to stop until he wins.
    Book 2
    Marissa is a witch. She’s not just any witch. She is a witch from a powerful bloodline, but she is also a white wolf and unknown to her, half succubus. You might think that all those things would complicate her life and you would be right. Her cousin is married to the alpha of the McDougal Pack but it’s his brother that has kidnapped her because he wants her to be his mate.
    Damon is a warden about to become a council member if his personal life doesn’t mess it up for him. The handsome, strong alpha doesn’t intend to let anything stand in the way of his claiming his soul mate. Marissa doesn’t want her life to change, but if anyone could convince her to change her party girl ways, it would be Damon.
    Witches and wolves just don’t get together. On top of that, they don’t just have to overcome their differences, they have to overcome other forces that want to keep them apart.
    Cage was raised like a brother and even has the same last name. He doesn't know much about his blood family nor does he really care. As far as he is concerned he is a McDougal in every way that matters.
    Candida,Candi, is a white wolf. She can't forget the man/wolf that hurt her seven years ago. She is determined to give him a little of that pain back. She has learned a thing or two about the ways between men and women since then and she thinks she can teach him a lesson he will never forget.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCrystal Dawn
    Release dateMay 28, 2017
    ISBN9781370384563
    Keepers of the Land: Books 1-3
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    Crystal Dawn

    When she’s not out hunting rogue vampires and werewolves, you can find Crystal Dawn out exploring the galaxy. She can do it all without ever leaving her computer. She kicks ass, takes names, and puts it all down for the enjoyment of her readers. At least that’s what I think she told me. Writing came as a natural outlet for her overly creative mind. She has always told stories and even written some but publishing books didn't start until 2012 with The Rebirth, was the first of the Planet Amazon books. Crystal has also been lucky to have some wonderful beta readers who keep her on track and help inspire her.Secretly, she crushes on all her sexy heroes because all her stories end happily. That is one of the things that makes writing such a joy. Knowing that it makes her reader's day a little brighter. Not that she doesn't read sad books sometimes. While still in school, she read Where the Red Fern Grows and cried like a baby. It was a wonderful book and sometimes a bit of sadness has to be put in books because that's part of life. While she reads all kinds of books at some time or another, PNR and SFR, which she writes is what she reads the most for pleasure.When she started writing, she decided on going Indie after the first two books because an author has more control. She believes Indie will compete well and continues to grow. The need to give pleasure to her readers keeps her going and she sees a long career ahead. Growing up mostly in the NW Arkansas area, it has given her a good place to set some stories and many of her characters come from there or nearby SW Missouri.The start of her stories is the easy part. Finishing them is a little harder when all the stories are in there trying to get out. She loves reading, chocolate, fine sweet wine, and traveling among a large list of pursuits. Her favorite people, after her family and close friends, are her readers who she says are some of the most wonderful people in this galaxy and the next.

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      Keepers of the Land - Crystal Dawn

      Prologue

      This is a branch off the Legend story tree. It is a concurrent series and there is crossover to the Legend series. It may be easier to follow if you read Legends of the White Werewolf, The Forgotten Ones first, which is free on some venues.

      They are the keepers of the land. Among werewolves, they are the pack alphas, the council members, and the members of the elite Wardens. Wardens are the bringers of justice and the protectors of their race. They keep the land safe by bringing swift justice to any who endanger the safety of the land or the secrecy of their race. Council members oversee their race by making the laws and ensuring the laws are followed. Pack alphas rule their packs, seeing to the safety and well-being of all their members and their domain.

      The mates for these alphas must be strong and resilient. Once they choose a mate, they pursue them relentlessly. To be with such a strong alpha, to be partnered with one who gives so much to his race, is bittersweet fortune. Once you have been with one such as that, no other will ever do.

      Note: This book is written from an all knowing point of view (unlike Legends) and should be read carefully to be certain whose thoughts and narrative is being expressed as this may change from paragraph to paragraph. In other words it contains head hopping.

      McDougal Pack Alpha

      Chapter 1

      Mandi

      You drugged her? Are you crazy? Steven McDougal, commonly called Mac, asked angrily. Hemple was one of the few alphas he knew that had no morals or character, but this was a new low even for him.

      The beta from Hemple’s pack, Jimmy, didn’t look as apologetic as he should have. We had no choice. She’s a wildcat and no matter how hot she is, she’s not worth the trouble she’ll cause you.

      He looked as if that gave him some satisfaction as he said it. The beta would have preferred a little more time to work on her. Jimmy might not be smart or charming, but he was strong and his dark good looks had never before missed whatever target he aimed them at. This was a first for Jimmy and it was a bitter pill to swallow. That was obvious just by looking at his face.

      Mac looked down at her, thinking she might well be worth any trouble to have, if he could keep her. She was curvy, full figured, which was any shifters dream. Jimmy caught the look on Mac’s face and looked envious. Damn, the woman was too sexy, and Mac would bet Jimmy tried to get her attention many times, but had failed. He looked at Mac with a combination of jealousy and pity. "I’m not sure she even likes men. Every single male and a few that weren’t single, gave it a shot, and she was cold as ice. Even Hemple wanted her and he’s an alpha, but she wasn’t interested.

      Isn’t Hemple mated? he asked.

      Jimmy reddened slightly. That doesn’t stop the other women from throwing themselves at him. You should know how much she-wolves love alphas. She really pissed him off, but the council said she had to choose her mate. If it wasn’t for that order from the council, he would have taken her, willing or not. Sounds like the council’s gone all soft on white wolves.

      Mac said, Your boss is an ass. What kind of wolf forces himself on a young human woman?

      Jimmy snickered. If you want to mate with her, you’re going to find out. She’s not interested in men. Female’s either cold as ice, or her sexual interests are elsewhere.

      It sounded like something Hemple would say. Where did you get that from? Your illustrious leader?

      Jimmy said, Yup, that’s exactly what the boss says. He usually knows about women.

      I just bet he does, Mac said with sarcasm dripping from each word. It was a wasted effort, because Jimmy didn’t understand it. Hemple was old school, he was little better than a cave man, taking what he wanted with no regard for who it was taken from.

      The male ran his pack with an iron fist and denied himself nothing. He was one of the last holdouts of the philosophy that a leader is there to be served. Mac was considered a modern pack leader. They protected and nurtured their pack members as if they were their children. That didn’t mean they didn’t have the power or the strength to command obedience, it just meant that they rarely had to call upon that part of their nature. Mandi had been physically transported from the worst that pack life had to offer, to the best.

      Oh yeah. Hemple said to tell you that there were several attempts to take her while she was with us. We don’t know if it was horny werewolves or those rogues.

      He left and now Mac was alone with his future mate. He was fascinated by her face, hardly able to tear his eyes away from it. So beautiful. She was becoming restless, moving around, showing signs that she might wake. The council had ordered this mating, so there was no choice. It was such a rare thing these days, since wolves were becoming more progressive, that they would order a mating. The reasons were given, without any chance to object. They felt since he was unmated, an alpha with a large pack, and old enough to be responsible, he would be perfect for what they called a lovely, spirited young lady. She was related to the most important female wolf in the world. Through her veins, might flow the blood of a legend thought lost to their race since she was a cousin to a verified white wolf. They were willing to take a chance that she might have enough of that same blood, to be worth their while.

      He figured Ariel, the white wolf, must live far enough away, since they felt she wouldn’t know what they had done. Mac knew the pack alphas near him, except for the new guy who was claiming a portion where no pack had been before that straddled both sides of the state line, taking about an eighth of Arkansas and Missouri, a slightly smaller than the usual territory most packs in this part of the country had. The guy was from back east, territories were smaller there so he must be used to it.

      The Council had told him that secrecy was of the utmost importance. Apparently, the white wolf was a wildcat as well, and extremely protective of her family, some traits just run in families. They picked him because of his pure werewolf blood and his reputation as a strong leader. Council members he’d talked to had expressed regret for originally putting her in Hemple’s pack. She escaped countless times, injured several of the males, and had even been injured herself when Hemple lost his cool and hit her. His directions had been no violence and no forcing her to mate. Those were only two things they told Hemple not to do, and he had done one and considered the other.

      Most of Hemple’s pack hated him because he was cold, cruel, and none of their females were safe from his advances. When Hemple knocked Mandi out in a fit of rage, someone in his pack called the council. His pack members knew that if she ended up dead, they would all be punished. The council took swift action, so now she was Mac’s problem and what a lovely problem she was.

      She moaned calling attention to those perfect, full lips. He was sitting next to her, so close he could touch her. Mac didn’t even think about it, as he leaned down to touch his lips to hers. What happened next, surprised and delighted him. Mandi kissed him back with searing heat, immediately causing heat to flood his body, while shivers of desire raced through him. Her arms went around his neck, so he slid her to his lap. She moved her body against him as her mouth opened slightly and her tongue slid across his lips. It was hesitant at first, then she gained confidence. His female lightly sucked on his lower lip, then slid her tongue in his mouth. Her hands slid down his chest stroking softly, sensuously as she shifted position, so now she sat astride his lap. She was kissing him like a woman who wants a man desperately. There was no doubt with the desire she had built in him, that she had to know he was a man. Her butt was sliding across the proof of that very fact as she moaned into his mouth.

      Maybe this mating thing wasn’t going to be such a problem after all, because a male could get used to this. He started stroking her body, she was a luscious handful with her firm, but sizeable, delectable derriere and a little more than a nice handful, even for his big hands, on top. She was just perfect for him, seeming to know where he liked to be stroked and nibbled on. He thought everything was perfect, until she moaned, Oh, Demitri, in his ear. Mac felt like he had been hit in the stomach, it hurt so much.

      He didn’t even know her, but he felt betrayed. Mac was even aware that she was still under the influence of whatever drug they had given her, but he was still hurt that she could kiss him, while thinking of another man. The alpha grabbed her arms pushing her away, even as his body was screaming with the need to continue what he had started. Her eyes flew open looking directly into his and he’d never seen such huge violet eyes with flecks of green and gold. Who had eyes like that, anyway? He forgot for a moment what he was doing, just lost in those unique, lovely eyes. It was easy to understand how the males of her last pack had been helpless to fight her attraction. She was a stunning package, especially right now flushed with passion and her lips swollen with his kisses. But how could they ever have thought she was cold? His feelings were hurt and his heart felt heavy, but he still couldn’t deny that his body wanted to pretend he had never heard what she said, and take what they had started to its natural conclusion.

      Who are you? she asked softly. She had been through hell while she was with Hemple’s pack, but she hadn’t seen this guy before. Mandi had a slight headache, but the burning sensation all over her body bothered her more. Flushing slightly, made her face even hotter as she realized she hadn’t been dreaming of the man kissing her. Why had he stopped? Of course she was glad he had, but it was a little bit insulting.

      My name is Mac. It didn’t seem to mean anything to her. They must not have told her a thing.

      What do you do Mac? There must be some reason she was with him now.

      I am the alpha of the eastern Oklahoma pack. We run into Missouri a little ways. Our headquarters are near Cassville and so is my home. That’s where we are right now.

      She was sure her situation had just improved. No one could be as disgusting as Hemple, the man was a pig. This guy didn’t look cruel or lecherous and she had to admit that she found him appealing, not that she was looking for a man right now. Mandi had plenty of time for that later, but maybe this man would help her. Even if he wouldn’t, she was sure she would find a way to escape. My name is Miranda, Mandi for short. I have a cousin that lives near here. Would you take me to see her or call her to tell her I’m here?

      How near are we talking about?

      Thirty miles, give or take a little, and we’d be there. She felt relieved since she was practically on her cousin’s doorstep.

      Oh, shit! Why hadn’t they warned him that the white wolf was at a neighboring pack? Maybe it wasn’t her, but he was sure that was the cousin she meant. I’ve been ordered by the council to mate with you. After the ceremony, I’ll be glad to take you on a trip anywhere you’d like to go.

      Her cheeks turned a lovely rose shade. Don’t I have any say in that?

      No, and neither do I. He could see the animosity in her eyes. Anger would take hold of her quickly if he didn’t diffuse the situation. She was a touchy little critter. Do you need anything?

      No! she said it in a cold, hard tone.

      Look, sweetheart, I didn’t exactly ask for this either. But, it’s my duty to do as I’m told.

      You’re a wolf, I’m not, so I don’t recognize their authority over me. I just want them to leave me alone.

      She had an excellent point. He could understand how helpless it can feel when someone makes all your decisions for you. It would seem that it’s not gonna be your choice. You might as well just decide to make the best of things. At least you’re not ugly and women usually like me, so we should be compatible. Oh, hell. Had he actually said that?

      Of all the arrogant, conceited things to say. You are certainly full of yourself.

      He smirked. A little while ago, I was full of you and I had to peel you off me. I guess suddenly, you’ve decided to raise your standards.

      She wasn’t a lovely shade of rose now, she was bright cherry red. Her eyes were bright, probably from the heat coming off her face. I thought that was a dream. Believe me, it wasn’t personal.

      For some reason, that hurt his feelings. It shouldn’t, he knew she hadn’t even opened her eyes. If you were a she-wolf, I would say you were in heat.

      The red had started to fade, but now it was back, bright as before. There’s nothing wrong with being a passionate woman. It was said quietly.

      He agreed, but he was still angry with her. That’s not what the men in your last pack said. Mac scored with that one, but felt guilty when he saw a combination of hurt and anger pass over her face. As he watched, the anger took over.

      I guess male wolves find it hard to believe that they are not always irresistible to us human women.

      She certainly had a sharp enough tongue. I felt pretty irresistible a few moments ago. He smirked, very pleased with his comeback.

      Did you say something? I’ve lost interest in this conversation, she said with a bored tone.

      It should have made him angry, but he was beginning to admire the wildcat. Without missing a beat, he said, Jay will take your things to your room, so you can rest. He slid her to the side, stood up, and then turned to leave the room, effectively dismissing her as a trivial detail. Mac could hear her stomping her foot and knew he’d scored. A satisfied smile was on his face as he located Jay to send him to help Mandi settle in.

      The next morning, he slipped quietly into her bedroom. Breakfast was ready, but it was just an excuse to be there. He wanted to look at her while she slept, he felt the need to watch her, if only for a few moments. Mac drank in her beautiful, relaxed face, as he stood over her and he admitted he was smitten. Such an old-fashioned word, but it suited his feelings. The alpha couldn’t be in love, he knew too little about her. Yet, it was more than just undiluted lust. Not that he didn’t feel desire for her, he did, but he also wanted to know her. He thought he could like her, maybe even develop deeper feelings for her. What worried him, was Demitri. Who was he and why did she dream about him in such a deeply passionate way?

      She moaned in her sleep, the sound made his heart beat faster and his blood heat. He was acting like a lovesick fool. What the hell was wrong with him? It wasn’t the first time he’d seen an attractive woman, even if one had never appealed to him as much as this one. Was she dreaming about Demitri again? Mandi whispered something, but he couldn’t be sure he heard it. He walked closer to her bed. Mandi, he said softly.

      Mm, Mac? He suspected she was caught halfway between waking and sleep. It was a surprise that she had recognized his voice.

      Yes, Mandi. Time for breakfast.

      Her eyes started to open slowly and she smiled at him in a sexy, lazy way. She lay there with her long hair strewn about her pillow, her violet eyes shared the smile on her full, soft lips, and she looked to him like an invitation to pure bliss. The white wolf stretched, but the cover didn’t move with her. The gown she wore was silky and revealing. His gaze was captured by the curves that it showed. If she wanted to seduce him, it was working. He pulled his eyes up to her face to catch what she was saying.

      I need to get dressed. I’ll be out in a minute. Her mind was buzzing with possibilities. She would escape, she just knew it.

      Mandi was relaxed, friendly even causing suspicion to begin to edge into his mind. She was acting too innocent. What was she up to? I’ll go now, so you come to the kitchen whenever you’re ready. He smiled at her as he left. All his people would be on high alert, he would make sure of it.

      *****

      Six weeks earlier.

      Mandi Elmsworth was attractive, smart, and even though she had worked in some rough jobs as a teenager, she was sheltered. Her dad was ex-military, tough, and all the young men firmly believed he would kill the man that took advantage of any of his four daughters. His son was no slouch either and was also very protective of his sisters. The girls had a circle of relatives that were well known as being crazy, tough, and would also cause someone severe difficulty if they got out of line with any one of them.

      She worked at a local restaurant at age fifteen washing dishes and working as a prep cook. At sixteen, she worked night shift at a poultry plant. She worked on the liver line which packaged chicken livers into plastic cuplike containers for sale at the supermarket. The liver line was also the one that sent its staff to other departments that were shorthanded. Vulgar talk and less than perfect manners were common among her coworkers. She would have been a target for the Romeos she worked with had a cousin not been in a position of authority as well as being known as a bruiser.

      No one in their right mind would want to fight him. At the age of twenty, she left that job relatively unharmed by the rowdy environment, to start her own business, encouraged by her cousin Ariel. Her cousin was a famous writer and thought her computer skills and artistic talents could be put to better use designing book trailers and covers. She was right and Mandi’s business became successful as well as fulfilling.

      Mandi had a relatively mild social life. She tended to date someone for a few weeks or even months, but never seriously. It was more like friendly dating. The female was the calm and responsible type which was unusual on her father’s side of the family, but the norm on her mother’s side. Ariel was a double cousin, she was related on both sides.

      She had two close friends and a wealth of friendly acquaintances, because everyone loved Mandi. The girl just had that lovable, easy to get along with personality that drew people in like a magnet. The white wolf was one of those people that the old expression they would give you the shirt off their back was made to describe.

      This was Mandi’s life until recently when Ariel had informed her that there were werewolves, among other supernaturals, and that their blood ran through her. Mandi hadn’t been sure exactly how to take that news as she looked across the table at her lovely cousin. Truth was, she had never seen her look so lovely or quite so young. Her thoughts were conflicted as she wondered if it was really possible that werewolves existed or had Ariel taken something to fight aging that had messed with her mind.

      Sometimes supplements and treatments could have severe side effects. Couldn’t they? The two other women present seemed to have similar thoughts. It was no surprise when Ariel asked them if they needed to see her in her wolf form to believe it. All three of them said yes. Ariel said she had told Roc first, but Roc had believed her right away.

      Mandi asked, Does that mean vampires are real too? But Ariel just ignored her question and morphed instead.

      She remembered thinking that if Ariel had been a dog, she would have been the most beautiful dog she had ever seen. Snow white, fluffy fur and bright green eyes looked back at them when Ariel morphed. Since seeing truly is believing, everyone stared off into space trying to come to terms with the fact that not only do werewolves exist, but their treasured cousin was one. That would have been enough of a revelation for anyone, but Ariel wasn’t through with them yet.

      Ariel explained the history of werewolves, even though she said she knew they all had dreams. How she knew that would have been a question, but she went on to tell them they all had wolf blood running through their veins. They also had a target on their backs and eventually, someone would try to claim them.

      Ariel explained what she meant and then told them that the whole family was at risk. When asked why she wasn’t having a family meeting, she told them they were at the highest risk. She explained about the council and that they didn’t want her to tell anyone. Her cousin had decided to tell the three of them and Roc anyway because they all lived alone, were attractive, and the right age to mate. Needless to say, the whole thing went over in a big way-not. All three cousins were confused and a little bit scared. Ariel admitted she had told Roc weeks ago and Roc was under protection. She wouldn’t say what that was, only that Roc was safe.

      That was why when Mandi started noticing a small group of attractive guys hanging around in the park across from her home every day, she called her distant cousin who was a cop. Those guys were always there and sometimes they seemed to be following her when she left her house. Since it wasn’t illegal to hang out in the park, he said all he could do was to talk to them to see who they were. He would also swing by once in a while and check on her. Her cousin clearly thought she was overreacting and paranoid.

      She worked very hard after she talked to her cousin about those strange men in the park. Hoping it would make her tired enough to sleep, she kept at her work until well after midnight. Mandi had a cup of tea just to be sure she would sleep. A relaxing bubble bath finished her plan for sleep to find her, before she put on a silky, sexy nightgown that her last boyfriend had bought her for Christmas.

      Most women would have thrown it out when they dumped him for being a jerk. Mandi wasn’t most women, she believed the best revenge was living well. Every time she wore the nightgown, it was a reminder that he had spent his money on an expensive gift with the hope of getting something from her. His hope had never come to fruition. It was a good feeling knowing she had denied him what he wanted the most which was taking the nightgown off her before a night of hot sex. Who said abstinence was no fun?

      It wasn’t that she didn’t want love. Most of the girls she went to school with were already married. Some had kids and some were already divorced. It wasn’t even that she had anything against a night of incredible hot, nasty sex. She just wanted to find someone that drew her in, pushed the right buttons. Maybe she was picky, but she had seen so many people settle for what was available instead of waiting for what was wonderful. When it was right, she thought she would know.

      She finally felt relaxed enough to sleep and she was starting to drift off, when she heard a sound at the door. It was way too late for anyone she knew to visit her unless there was an emergency. Even for an emergency, they would have called first. Mandi got out of bed grabbing her baseball bat as she went. Although, she had a gun, she hesitated to take it. What if she accidently shot some rowdy teenagers out ringing doorbells and disturbing people at night as a joke or a dare? Being hit with a bat would serve them right, being shot was over the top.

      Mandi never would have described her house as scary, but the shadows combining with her state of mind terrified her. Her adrenaline was ramped up to where she could hardly think and her night vision was exceptional for a human, but couldn’t compare to that of a wolf. She saw him just before he tried to grab her. She swung for a home run, hearing the sickening crunch as the bat connected with something that fell away.

      Someone else grabbed her from behind so she slammed her foot back into their shin. She sunk her elbow into their stomach, then turned to run out the door. As she stepped from the house, she felt someone else grab her and put something over her face. It had a sickly sweet smell, so she tried not to breathe. She struggled heroically, but her starved lungs finally force her to breathe, once she became dizzy from lack of oxygen.

      Her head hurt and her mouth was dry. She was in bed, but it felt different than usual somehow. The bed was firmer than hers at home. Mandi tried to breathe deeply to get a clue about where she might be. There was a residue of a smell in her nose that she couldn’t get past. Someone had tied her up and a blanket covered her. It was pulled up past her eyes so she couldn’t see, she could, however, hear voices in the background.

      It seemed there was some argument about where to deliver her. Ariel had not been kidding when she said white wolf blood was sought after. Under other circumstances it would be nice to be fought over, but not this way. Someone named Hemple, it seemed, was going to be charged with her care. The others would get the opportunity to approach her, after she was given a little time to settle into life in a pack. Several of the males argued against her being sent to Hemple. They didn’t seem to like him, but the one making the decision said Hemple would follow orders, so that was where she would stay.

      *****

      Back to the present:

      It was almost like he expected to fail. He wasn’t even surprised in mid-afternoon, when one of his betas, Ricky, came to tell him she was gone. Mac took Ricky with him and they headed to the closest pack’s location. She was gone at least two hours before Ricky realized she was too quiet. The white wolf had just been so helpful, friendly, and apologetic, that no matter what he told his people, they relaxed around her. The female was so sweet with that butter wouldn’t melt in my mouth look, no one thought she would run. He was guilty, too, because he knew she was trouble, but everything was peaceful so he’d enjoyed it, catching up on his work. Damn that woman.

      Less than an hour later, they pulled down a dirt road, then turned down a driveway. At least it started out like a driveway, until it became a field as soon as they crossed the cattle guard. It was nothing unusual in this part of the country to drive through a field to get to someone’s house. They pulled up to a lovely log cabin and parked the truck. He had come here before, a couple months back, but only met with one of the pack betas. The alpha and his mate were gone at the time and he’d never made it back to meet them. He’d called, but they were never available and at the time, he thought that they were either isolationists or snobs. Now, he thought he might know the problem.

      The door opened as a woman, no a she-wolf, came out to greet them. She had a presence he was drawn to and Ricky had a goofy smile on his face when he looked at her. The she-wolf walked up to them with a smile of her own. Mac, I presume?

      Yes, and this is my beta, Ricky. I’m glad to finally meet you.

      I’m Ariel. I was expecting you sooner.

      Ariel, I came as soon as I knew to. Ricky had the good sense to look guilty, even to blush.

      That’s okay. I’ve been told sneakiness is a family trait. Don’t feel bad, she can be very charming. It’s another family trait. Why don’t you come in and we’ll see if we can’t find a solution to this problem.

      She led the way in to the living room where she suggested Ricky stay for now, but said he could join them later. As she led Mac to the office, she spoke. This will probably surprise you, but I’m not against you in this.

      It did surprise him. What do you mean?

      I like you and I think you could be good for Mandi. I’m not sure why she ran, but I’m sure her experience with Hemple is coloring her perception of you. I don’t like him and I met him once, the impression wasn’t good. It’s my hope someone challenges him soon. He terrorizes his people, he’s selfish, and what he does to his females is just wrong. You can be sure that I will be talking to the council about their actions with Hemple, after you and Mandi join.

      If she agrees to being joined.

      I think she will want to do that, once she gets to know you. If the council sent her to you first, you would be joined by now. It was their need for secrecy that led them to such an awful choice to begin with. They knew Hemple could keep her location from me. That tangled web of deception has hurt them in Mandi’s eyes, as well as in mine.

      What do you suggest?

      You must court her. I can tell that you care for her already and if you’re not in love, you soon will be. It’s true that you have also made an impression on her, whether you think so or not. She spoke more of you, than she has of a guy she dated for six months. You and I must become allies, I will help you with this, but if I need help with something later, you must help me. Agreed?

      What kind of help would you need? Mac had to ask. She could be plotting the downfall of the council or something like that for all he knew.

      The protection of my kith and kin may be needed. I’m not sure who on the council is informing the forgotten ones, but someone is and I need allies I can trust. Her dreams had told her many things and she knew she would need allies. In the days of old, those were often secured through marriage. Why not now?

      He nodded. I will help you in any way I can.

      You need to stay here a little while, and we will visit you as well. Is that agreeable?

      I can manage that.

      I would also suggest, since the council has requested that some mating occur between packs, that we exchange some males. I’m sure you’ll agree that it is better to do that, than sending females into uncomfortable situations.

      The council was concerned because of the trend in lower birth rates and higher miscarriages. They suspected too much inbreeding was occurring, especially in the smaller packs where everyone was related. Packs tended to be closed, letting in few outsiders.

      I’ve heard you are a female’s rights activist. I’m surprised you take that view. Actually, he had heard she had masculine tendency and behaved like a man. That was anything, but true. She was charming, sexy, and if it wasn’t for the fact that she was already mated and he couldn’t get his mind off Mandi, he would be interested in her.

      I’m also a realist. We have some very pretty girls here, and I don’t want them to have any problems. It’s easier for the males because they are unlikely to be overpowered or overwhelmed. What Mandi went through at Hemple’s, brings home how beastly some male wolves can get. We can put any construction workers into a job right away. What are you looking for?

      We mostly use farm hands.

      We can iron out the details when Blake is back from across the road. Have you eaten? It’s nearly supper time, but we can take a quick tour before we eat.

      They went back out where Ricky sat, to find that he’d been joined by one of the pretty single girls. Those two appeared to be interested in each other, so Mac and Ariel went outside leaving the two talking. Ariel showed Mac around, even taking him on a ride around the place. When they returned, it was supper time and Blake was there.

      Ariel said, Sweetheart, this is Mac. He’s here for Mandi. Mac, this is our alpha and my mate, Blake.

      She watched as the men started to talk. They seemed to take to each other, which was no surprise. Both of them were strong leaders who put their packs before everything. Both were honest and fair, with little sympathy for those who weren’t. The discussion naturally turned to Hemple. He was the alpha of the pack in southeast Missouri. It went up to Iowa and over into Illinois just a little way. Packs were contained by the boundaries of the next pack and state boundaries didn’t really limit them. They could grow in size all the way to wherever the next pack’s boundaries started, but only if they owned land or had members living in that area.

      It was just easier to use general descriptions based on states and east, west, south, and north. Some wolves used the largest city near the pack to refer them. That meant that Blake’s pack might be called The Southwest Missouri Pack, or the Springfield, Missouri Pack. A few of the older wolves even used the ancient method of calling the pack by its alpha’s last name. That wasn’t the best way, because certain families seemed to generate alphas, making certain last names common among packs.

      Mandi came in and the subject was changed immediately. No one wanted to upset her by mentioning Hemple. Several of the single males from the pack were looking at Mandi, which wasn’t making Mac happy. Ariel said, After supper, if everyone would stay a little while, I have some things to tell you, and a few things to discuss.

      It surprised Mac, she-wolves didn’t take charge like that. He wanted to be at that meeting to see what happened, but Ariel had other plans. Mac, if you want to, Mandi likes to take walks after supper, but she needs an escort. No one is allowed to walk alone, because we have a problem with trespassers. Mandi started to say something, but Ariel shot her a hard look and she just nodded. Ariel was clearly used to being in charge even with a little hellion like Mandi.

      Supper was finished, so he escorted Mandi outside, while everyone else helped clean up, then disappeared downstairs. They stopped at the edge of the yard to look at the star filled sky. Mac said, I know things were pretty rough for you at Hemple’s, but it’s not gonna be that way now.

      I know you’re not like Hemple. He’s a total pig, but you’re still someone they chose for me. I had no say and no choice. I just want to have some control in my own life.

      Don’t you think you should make sure I’m not someone you might want, before you run? He whispered softly in her ear and he felt her shiver as he turned to her, pulled her into his arms, and he gently kissed her.

      She relaxed against him, so he traced across her lips with his tongue, and then pressed it between her lips. Her mouth opened slightly, so he pressed in tasting her sweetness. Mac wanted so much more, but he wanted to give her time to accept him. Reluctantly, he pulled back and was satisfied to see she seemed disappointed that he had stopped. The alpha put his arm around her and they started walking slowly toward the mountain ahead of them.

      At the house, the meeting was starting. Ariel addressed the group. I need some single males with farming, preferably cattle farming, experience, or a great deal of interest in learning it. We will be sending some males to work with Mac’s pack. Hopefully, while there, they will find acceptable mates. Everyone started talking at once. Ariel waited a minute, and then she said, Alright, rather loudly. Everyone shut up so she asked, Questions? There were a few.

      She went through the questions one by one until everything was answered. She also pointed out that there was not that much distance between packs so they could choose where they wanted to live and visit the other pack often. Ariel let them know that no matter where they chose to go, they would always be welcome back whenever they wanted to come. The meeting didn’t last long because everyone had work the next day.

      She noticed Ricky, Mac’s beta, sitting at the back with Sue Beth. She made a beeline for them. Ricky, Sue Beth, how are you two doing tonight?

      Sue Beth turned bright red and giggled, while Ricky said, We’re doin’ pretty good. I was thinking bout visiting a while. Would that be alright?

      Are you wanting to work while you’re here, or just take a vacation?

      I really need to work. I can’t afford to slack off right now, I’m saving for a house.

      That’s a good thing for someone your age to do. What type of job do you want?

      Shouldn’t I talk to the alpha about that? Sue Beth whispered something in his ear. Sorry, ma’am, I’m looking for ranch work.

      Can you do something like rebuild an old barn?

      I’ve done some of that before. Wouldn’t want to be in charge of the project, but I can hammer and saw.

      Ariel said, Clear it with Mac, and I’ll get you a job.

      Don’t you have to talk to your mate first?

      Ariel shot him a look. He said, Sorry, again, ma’am. Mac never had a mate, so I really don’t know what an alpha’s mate does.

      These male wolves had a problem with women taking charge. She ran the business, so if they needed a job, they would get it through her, or not at all. Blake had too much to deal with as it was. He wasn’t anal, and he was willing to leave these little decision up to her. It wasn’t like he didn’t make the important ones. She was the only one who truly knew everything involved in her businesses. Even Matt couldn’t run their joint venture alone for long.

      The business as well as her books, well it was all hers. She did all the writing, all the selections such as covers, and all final choices were hers. Why were most of the male wolves so threatened by a female that could take charge of something? If she didn’t help him, Blake would probably have a breakdown. The more they managed, the more the council dumped on them, and all the while they were trying to protect themselves from the bad guys and watch out for other white wolves. She wondered how Mac and Mandi were doing.

      Mac walked Mandi down the road in the moonlight. They stopped every once in a while to look at the stars. The moon was barely there, so they walked slowly since Mandi didn’t have the night vision of a wolf. The kiss had seemed to change their dynamic and the silence between them was companionable. She seemed less resistant to him and he even had his arm around her. The white wolf hadn’t run screaming or tried to hit him, yet.

      They could be good together, he knew it and he was beginning to hope she might too. The house was just out of sight as they headed through an open gate. He heard a sound so he pulled her back to listen. He smelled the air, there were definitely some male wolves headed their way. Mac didn’t know if they belonged here or not so he would err on the side of caution. The alpha motioned to her that they would head back. She didn’t argue, for once. Suddenly, he saw a wolf running toward them. Yelling, Mandi, run! he morphed as he leaped to intercept the wolf headed straight at her. Mac was bigger, stronger than the attacking wolf, but he noticed there were others. Maybe he could hold them off long enough for her to escape.

      Mandi turned, but didn’t run immediately. She picked up a large rock and chucked it at the head of one of the wolves coming toward Mac. It wasn’t the one already attacking him and the rock hit it squarely in the head. That one was dazed, but the other two kept coming. Mandi turned and ran as fast as she could. One of the wolves stood still trying to make a decision.

      That wolf hated being in charge of things like this. That male was just a beta, but they sent him and three hired goons against an alpha on a well-protected property. The girl was still in sight as she ran, so he decided to take off after her, since she was the reason they had come. Surely the three wolves he left behind could handle a lone alpha. Almost to her, he saw other wolves in the distance coming toward them. That’s when he did what he always did, he turned tail and ran like hell.

      Mac was facing two wolves circling him trying to distract and attack. He took control away from them by lunging at the wolf in front of him and going for his throat, getting him in a tight hold where he could taste blood. It sent more adrenaline into his system giving him a natural high, it would help distract him from the pain that was sure to come. The wolf behind him went for his hind leg, he held on for a few moments, until the pain in his hind leg forced him to release his hold on the attacker’s neck. He could beat either one easily, but together he was at a disadvantage. While he should have been limping, he had reached the point where pain no longer registered. The instinct to kill those who would threaten his mate had taken over. He knew without a shred of doubt that Mandi was his chosen love, his soul mate.

      The wolf he’d bitten in the neck was bleeding heavily, so now, he would damage the other one. He struck like lightening raking his claws across that wolf’s side before he turned quickly to face the partner’s attack. Mac sank his claws into his neck, while the other wolf sliced at Mac’s muzzle. Mac was tore up and bleeding all over with no hope of lasting much longer, when help came. Sure, he was a big alpha, but both the wolves attacking him were nearly as large and he was having a hard time concentrating on the fight, because he worried about Mandi. It was lucky that he had given his first attacker a serious injury.

      That would have left only three to deal with, but one had disappeared. He could only hope he hadn’t followed Mandi. It was lucky that the two left were cowardly and unwilling to risk injury, they tried to wear him down, instead of attacking aggressively, and help came quicker than expected. The meeting hadn’t lasted long, and young men were already headed his way going to their place up the mountain, when they saw Mandi headed their way. Because of all those things, he was alive and not dead right now. He had no doubt they were after Mandi or Ariel, if not both of them. Still, if the pain in his side was any indication, he wouldn’t be doing much more than paperwork for a while.

      The wolves ran off when faced with the large group headed their way. The injured one was left behind. Maybe they would get some answers before he faced wolf justice. Mandi looked down at the large black wolf that was Mac. She stroked his muzzle and he licked her hand. Even in wolf form, he was easy to become attached to. You need to morph back Mac. It will help you heal. Mandi didn’t know that much about wolves, but she knew that. Hemple’s people were injured often, usually by him. The energy released by morphing, increased the already fast healing that wolves naturally possessed. This black wolf, became the handsome man in the blink of an eye.

      Someone helped Mac back to the house. Mandi was at his side fussing over him. Ariel came to direct them to a bedroom. They stripped him down to his underwear before they cleaned him up, seeing to his wounds. Ariel said, Mandi, you need to sleep with him tonight. Keep an eye on him and maintain contact. He’s a nice looking man, that shouldn’t hurt you any.

      Mandi flushed. Why? It will be embarrassing if he wakes up.

      It’s you or me. Blake won’t let me, so that leaves you. His injuries are serious enough that he needs the extra healing. I don’t think this is really about being embarrassed. Is something else going on? Ariel was too intuitive. She liked the handsome man who turned into the black wolf. He would make a good mate for Mandi, if she would give him a chance.

      Mandi knew she had no choice. It was a belief that the women in their family were healers. Their touch could ease pain and fight illness. It wasn’t a life or death thing, unless it could go either way, but it made a difference. If she stayed the night with Mac, holding him would hasten his healing. Her powers weren’t as strong as Ariel’s which had become even stronger now that she was a wolf. They would help him enough, when combined with his naturally quick werewolf healing. She really had no choice and she felt bad about his injuries. Besides, she really liked him.

      It was not a new idea that being touched or held by someone when you are injured, can help with pain and aid healing. Most of those who believe this, often believe not everyone’s touch helps equally. The women in the white wolf family had always seemed to have an advantage in this area. Of course Blake wouldn’t want Ariel holding Mac. When Mandi thought about it, she didn’t want Ariel holding Mac either. She was the only one that should ever hold Mac. The problem was, Mac was entirely too appealing, considering she didn’t want to be a wolf or even a werewolf’s mate. Yet, here she was, starting to develop feelings that might lead to just that situation. She must be nuts.

      Mandi could only hope she made it through the night with her heart intact. It would be an accomplishment, because not only did she want him, but he also made her feel funny. He challenged her in a way that she didn’t understand. She was afraid he would become important to her, maybe was already becoming important to her. The white wolf knew that this wouldn’t work out for her. Ariel was stronger and braver than she was, she could handle becoming part of this world. Mandi didn’t even want to know that this world existed.

      She changed into a sleep shirt Ariel gave her. It was an oversized T shirt that would not appeal to a man at all. It covered her like a sack from her neck to her knees. That should prevent Mac from getting any of the wrong impressions from her. She turned on a nightlight, in case there were any problems during the night. Mac looked rough and it felt like he might have a fever. She slipped into the other side of the bed, and she slid up to him.

      He was a handsome man with his straight, golden brown hair and tanned skin from days spent outside on the farm. If he wasn’t a werewolf, she probably would have fallen all over him. His hazel eyes were closed, but she could envision them in her mind. Her eyes strayed to his sensuous, full lips that begged to be kissed. He was a walking, talking temptation that she should be running from, instead of being here, next to him in bed.

      She really had no choice. He saved her and she owed him this. Maybe if she was honest, she would admit the thought of being in bed with Mac, wasn’t really a hardship. Mandi settled down next to him with her arms around his chest and went to sleep. The dream she was having was the loveliest ever, it was so damn real. A handsome, shadowy man who reminded her of Mac, was making sweet love to her.

      Mac was very attractive, no surprise that she would dream about him. Yet, it felt so intense that she had to question that it could actually be a dream. Her body was so in tune with him, that she felt like it was humming. The need had taken a hold of her and she arched towards him. Even if it was real, she didn’t think she could stop. He was stroking her, kissing her, and whispering sweet words in her ear.

      She moaned and whispered, Oh, God yes, in answer to a barely heard question. Mandi opened herself up to him, needing him desperately. Their bodies blended, then a sharp pain shot through her, but it was replaced by pleasure that was so great, it was unimaginable. A shooting pain in her neck, caused her to respond by biting down on the neck she had been kissing. Pleasure spiraled, distracting her from the pain. The thrill continued to climb, higher and higher, until it exploded sending a bright, white flash of light exploding behind her eyes. She was so exhausted, an even deeper sleep claimed her.

      Mandi woke up feeling good, except for a pain in her neck and between her thighs. Her memory was a little fuzzy, but surely a dream wouldn’t leave a physical pain. She was twenty-one and had little experience with men. Sure, she had been curious, but her family had sheltered her. Those who were just looking for hot, nasty sex had been warned to stay away from her and her sisters. It was unusual, by today’s standards, but her family was protective of its younger members. Once she reached this last birthday, the watchful eyes had relaxed a little. Maybe they had relaxed too soon. Of course, they couldn’t have known that werewolves would be interested in her. They probably wouldn’t have believed it, without proof anyway. Even Ariel hadn’t thought they would show an interest in her cousins this soon.

      The white wolf moved her hand down below her stomach touching something that felt odd. Mandi pulled her hand back and saw dried blood. Damn. Well, that was no dream. How did she feel about that? It was hard to deny that she felt something for Mac. It wasn’t just sexual, there was something more than that. If she thought werewolves had magical powers, this wasn’t just his human side, his wolf was a majestic warrior who had fought to save her at his own peril. The only thing was, she didn’t want to be a wolf or hang out with wolves, but she would make an exception for Mac.

      She slipped quietly out of bed, to peer in the mirror, frowning at the half healed bite mark on her neck. Maybe she wouldn’t change, not everyone did. Not even everyone with some wolf blood changed. It depended on the percent and the strength of the line. Other supernatural blood made it more likely as well. She had learned all about that, when she was first taken by Hemple’s pack.

      Mandi knew she was deluding herself, but it was easier than facing the truth. She felt overwhelmed by what had happened. It was a little like being in shock. The white wolf needed to be strong like the women of her family always were. Don’t cry, because there was no use crying over spilt milk. She knew no matter what she did now, she would find out if she was part wolf or not. It was best to take a shower and dress. All Mandi really wanted to do now was run. Running fast and far was the first thought that came to mind. Maybe Ariel would help her, but maybe not. Unfortunately, Ariel seemed to like Mac too much, so that might not be an option.

      Now that she was in the shower, it was time to have a good cry, then pull herself together so she could move on. The only thing that really upset her, was the bite. She was kinda pissed off and a little scared, about that, but trying not to show it. Hopefully, the headaches crying always gave her would be gone by breakfast. She finished her shower, dressed, and came back into the room. Mandi looked in the mirror to be sure there were no signs of the tears she’d cried. She would be fine, she would plan her escape. Mac was awake now, he looked at her intently causing a blush to come to her cheeks and a warm feeling to overwhelm her. Mornin’ sweetheart.

      Good morning. Damn him for being so sexy and so talented in bed. She felt uncomfortable with him now which was odd, considering how close they had been last night. It still didn’t seem real. Mandi was waiting to wake up and discover it was just a dream. She didn’t want to be a wolf, even if it meant she could wake up every morning next to this sexy man.

      He said, I think we have some things we need to discuss.

      Oh, dear Lord no, that was the last thing she wanted to do. Right now she wanted to be anywhere, but here. She needed a little time to come to terms with what had happened. Maybe after breakfast, she said with a hesitant smile. That was the way to handle it. Put him off hoping she could get away.

      He nodded, but looked at her in an assessing way. Why did he think she was up to something? Surely, she realized that last night, all the decisions had been made. There was no going back, she was his. Mac had no regrets, he would take care of her and she would never have to worry about anything again. All he would ask of her was love and loyalty. The alpha knew now, without the slightest doubt, that she was the only one for him. Dimitri briefly came to mind, but whoever he was, he had not yet been her lover. Maybe he would ask her, when he thought he could really live with the answer.

      Mandi left to eat breakfast knowing Mac would follow soon. Ariel was waiting for her in the kitchen. She had her laptop and was probably working on her new vampire series. Mandi wondered what Roc thought of that. Ariel said, I’ll need the new cover and a trailer for the second book.

      I didn’t know you already had the first one done. She was out of pocket at Hemple’s for a month, and everybody had gotten busy. Would she ever catch up?

      I finished it nearly a month ago. Since Blake won’t let me do anything, but write, this is going fast.

      Ariel looked at her neck, waiting for Mandi to explain.

      We got carried away last night. I blame you, partly, for insisting I sleep with him.

      Ariel smirked. I would say you got carried away. It’s not my fault you’re hot for him. I thought you could say no, for one night. He would never have done that if you did. Ariel seemed to sense something hidden under the surface. Mandi was scared and that was making her angry. You know, being a wolf isn’t bad. It’s a beautiful thing to run under a full moon with your mate and the rest of the pack on your heels. Like most things in life, it can be seen as a blessing or a curse. Choose to see the blessings, Mandi, and you and Mac will have a long, happy life together.

      You sound like a fortune cookie. I need to get my head on straight, I need to get away for a while. I feel trapped, I don’t think I can handle this and I’m going to go crazy.

      When are you going to learn that you can’t just keep running? You will turn soon, I know this for a fact so you don’t have to wonder. It will be a week at the most so you need to stay with Mac for the change unless you want to jump every male within a mile.

      She didn’t ask Ariel how she knew. The whole family was aware that sometimes Ariel just knew. When she said she knew for a fact she was always right. What do you mean about jumping males? Does having sex for the first time turn someone into a sex maniac?

      It has nothing to do with having sex for the first time and everything to do with becoming a wolf. I think when you go through the change, you will hit a fertile cycle. You will be helpless to stop yourself and every male around will run after you with his tongue hanging out.

      That’s rather crude! The image that came to mind was disturbing to say the least.

      "I have to be blunt like that to get you to understand. You tend to be dense

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