登入Korrin My steps are slow when I approach my home. I don’t want to bring Sienna to my people too fast since they are not to be trusted. The old men are already in beast form, purring loudly at the sight of her. I know what it means. They have seen my combed mane and already know my mate is a groomer. The old bastard, Drokk, is the worst of them. He is already lying on his side in the clearing with his belly exposed, like he has been waiting all day for someone to notice him. His mane is patchy, his antlers are cracked, and his tail is thumping against the dirt with such pathetic enthusiasm that I want to bite it off. Behind him, three more elders have materialized out of the blue foliage. Taz, who lost an eye to a griffin three decades ago and never lets anyone forget it. Merr, who chews on bark like it’s a pipe. And old Lok, who is so ancient his fur has gone white, and who has zero shame about rolling onto his back the second he sees a newcomer. They are all staring at Sienna. I
KorrinI have won at life. How do I know this? Because no other Zareth hunter has a mate like mine.Sienna?Her stamina is impeccable. This perfect, beautiful mate has been scratching my belly for a very long time, and taking care of your mate like this? It is highly valued among Zareth. Our women usually also want the massage treatment and don’t offer to give it back lightly. This little werewolf, however, seems to have endless energy.I never want her to stop.My stomach is exposed, completely vulnerable, and she doesn’t even know what a gift she is giving me. Among the Khor-Azan, belly scratches are sacred. Elders write treaties on the value of a good scratch. Warriors come home from hunts and kneel before their mates just to beg for five minutes of this.And here she is, doing it without being ordered, with a scowl on her face like she is being put out.It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.“Korrin, are you even listening to me?” Sienna says, her voice coming from somewher
Sienna The creature in front of us looks like a spider bred with the ugliest monkey in existence. It has the body of a spider, but with a baboon’s red butt and the face of a monkey with glowing eyes and teeth on display. When it screeches, it is actually painful to the point that I take a step back. “Big monster,” Korrin says and pulls his tail out of my hands. When I squint at him, he is looking down at me. “Now that we are back in my world, I can transform. Do not be afraid.” He doesn’t even give me a chance to ask what he means. His blue body morphs and glows until he gets bigger and bigger, taking the shape of something that I’ve never seen before. Shit. Could it be that his magic is stronger in this world? That would make sense. I just… I just didn’t know my mate could turn into a beast like me. I’m fascinated, but also in pure shock because Korrin has turned into something I’ve never seen before. His blue skin remains, and his black hair has turned into a mane, but he is some
SiennaThe pack is dead silent.No one moves. Not the wolves, not even Astrid. She is standing there with wild eyes and horror. Valid response. I don’t know how to act either. The only sound in the world is the steady drizzle of blood, dripping from Felix’s mouth into the pine needles.“Done. Here is your Alpha. Dead.” Korrin says and straightens. He is gripping the body by the scruff, and turns to face the rest of the pack.I was not ready for this image.My mate looks every inch the monster the stories about zareth warned us about. He is bigger than any two men put together, muscles coiled under ripped-up bedsheet, sweat slick across his skin. Had he not been mine, I would be screaming righ now. But he is, so I don’t say a word, just freeze once he turns to face me.“You and I are still leaving this place.”…wait, what? Hold on!Korrin moves so fast I miss the moment he drops Felix’s corpse. Then he is in front of me, picking me up with terrifying intensity. I slump on his shoulder,
SiennaKorrin and I leave the Nilsson house equipped with just a single backpack packed with food. I have no idea where the portal is. I have never seen one, and I might just be the first werewolf to travel through one. It is a bit nerve-wracking to think about, but Korrin doesn’t seem on bit worried.He walks with a purposeful stride, despite wearing nothing but a toga. I try to keep up in my tiny white sneakers, but I’m getting tired already.“You think it would be the end of the world if I shape-shifted?” I ask Korrin, who turns around with an amused smile and gleaming eyes. He looks majestic in the moonlight, even as a fugitive.“Shape-shifting probably isn’t wise…unless you want your Alpha to be able to find us easier. Stronger presence in your wolf form, right?”“Th-that’s…true…” I avoid being thwarted by a tree branch, grateful when Korrin stops in his tracks to hold another one to make it easier for me.I lift my chin. “Thanks.”He smiles down at me. “You’re welcome.”We conti
SiennaI’m the luckiest werewolf on the planet. My mate is always generous when delivering me my orgasms, but I can’t be focusing on cuddling with him. I wish I could, but my mind is already spinning with panic since, suddenly, my brain is working properly again. The afterglow is making me smart…until I look at Korrin and most of my brain cells parachute their way out of my ears. He smirks. “Thinking of another round?”My mouth is dryyyy. He is such a snacc, but I gotta focus!“No, I’m…” I trail off. I’m thinking about Felix, but saying that to Korrin right now probably wouldn’t be the most romantic. Yet, it isn’t a lie.Felix is going to come for us and now after sex I realize Korrin and I need to leave this place. Especially since I have this strong feeling that Felix is already onto us. I can’t explain it, but there is this fear and awareness coursing through my entire system. As if my wolf can feel Felix’s rage, even though it shouldn’t be possible. …I am acting crazy, aren’
KorrinI know I’m supposed to feel powerful here. I’m a zareth and the Alpha of the Khor-Azan. I’ve led warriors through moon portals, fought things that would make these werewolves weep. But right now, I am kneeling on a human’s ugly rug. My hands are open. My voice is uncertain and I'm afraid tha
SiennaHome doesn’t feel safe. It doesn’t matter that I walk in through the door with Maya and Astrid behind me. The memory of Felix standing over me, glaring down into my soul with the rage of a man who can’t decide whether he wants to own or destroy me clings to my mind. I can’t shake it off. Ca
SiennaRolling around in dung is humiliating. When I stand up and shake off some of the slime from my flank, I'm disturbed by the scent clinging to my fur. But not for long. The howls coming from the forest are growing louder, and it feels like thunder is rumbling in the earth beneath my paws. M
SiennaI don’t even get a chance to answer Astrid’s question before she is up on her legs and brushing blood from her mouth with the back of her hand. She is angry and glaring at me like she wants me dead.Maya reaches out her hand, placing it on her sister’s shoulder, “Astrid, I—”Astrid removes h







