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Forest . Maybe it wasn’t all bullshit.”
    Fenris inwardly flinched. These males he’d come to think of as friends had been ousted from their rightful home by his own uncle. Bad enough he came from the Silver Clan. He knew they gave him slack because Red had ordered it, and because they thought of him as another victim of the Silver Clan. A misguided golden wolf who still refused to accept the truth about the decimation of his clan.
    The more time he spent with them, the more he worried about eventually learning the ‘truth’. Had there once been clans of golden wolves? And if so, did his uncle have anything to do with their passing?
    Fenris shook off his doubts. “Yeah, well, you wanted to know about the celebration. Every ten years, the Silver Clan gathers together to join mates, unwilling or not, in tribute to the Wolf in the Forest . The males are forced to take a lock of hair, bind it in the sacred petals and toss it into the green stalk of Living Wood, which is actually a plant with a hard, bowl-shaped flower given to us a long time ago by the Dark Elves. Personally, seems like the Dark Elves cursed us. Not much of a gift if you ask wolf males.”
    “Hell, yeah. One woman? Forever?” Jericho shuddered.
    “Come on. To find that special female?” the brown fox interrupted. “I’d love to find a female, have kits and settle down. But in the Great Forest . Not here,” Gibson added.
    Fenris sighed. “I can’t blame you. I mean, your land is still forest and woods, but the humans are so close.”
    “Don’t let Rudra hear you say that,” Brody said in a low voice and moved in the water. “She’s a bit sensitive about mention of anything human.”
    “I don’t see why.” Fenris raised his arms above his head and stretched. Damn, the hot spring felt good in the encroaching chill of autumn air. “Her father’s a sorcerer. He’s not human. A like species, maybe, but he’s different. I can smell it on him.”
    Brett blinked. “Really? Because they all smell alike to me.”
    “What does your alpha smell like, then? Because she’s part sorceress.” Fenris wanted to know. His emotions were in a constant tangle over the sexy, stubborn female. He couldn’t even think of her as human, anymore. Just one more objection he no longer had to put between them. He’d had sex with her as man, and despite his intention not to, they’d had sex while in wolf form, which put him one step closer to mating with her. Two weeks with her wasn’t enough. He wanted to lose himself in her body, in her heart and mind.
    “Rudra’s big for a female, but she’d fit me just right. She smells sweet. Like magic and wolf and sex, all rolled up into a delightful—” Brett clutched at Fenris’s hand wrapped around his throat.
    Everyone stilled.
    “Ah, go easy, Fenris.” Jericho chuckled. “Brett likes to fantasise, but Rudra would eat him for breakfast. And not in a good way.”
    Alarmed at his loss of control, Fenris tried to play it off. “Sorry. I swear she’s put some kind of spell on me so I won’t leave. Makes me antsy anytime I feel like anyone’s talking bad about her.”
    Gibson nodded. “That’s our alpha. Strong, sly and a devious heartbreaker. If she weren’t so out of my league, I’d try for her myself.”
    “How come you haven’t, Jericho ?” Brody asked. “You’ve known her forever.”
    Jericho looked ill. “She’s like a sister, you ass. Honestly. Are you sure you’re not part cat? You think with your dick more than your brain.”
    Fenris couldn’t help laughing with the others.
    Jericho continued. “She accepted me without question. Just cubs together, and we hit it off. I’d kill anyone who screwed with her,” he said, glancing at Fenris in no uncertain terms. “But I also know what she needs better than she does.”
    “Great. Here we go again.” Brody groaned.
    “What?” Fenris asked.
    “ Jericho thinks he’s a shaman. Has dreams and shit. Really annoying,” Brett said.
    Fenris