THE AWAKENING

The rough growl sounding in her head shocked her when she realized it was Ulster’s single-minded thought bleeding over into her own.

Suddenly, they were linked in more than just their bodies. She caught glimpses of the world Ulster wanted to create with the power of the Prophecy and she gasped in shock at the horror he had in store for the humans.

But just as quickly as they’d joined, they were pushed apart and Cassandra was sent hurtling back to her own consciousness with a sickening lurch just in time to feel Ulster flood her womb with his poisoned seed.

She howled as he pumped deeply into her, depositing load after load inside her until she could feel it dripping from her core to the frozen ground beneath her.

She shuddered, unable to fight her body’s need for sex during the Phase.

Pleasure knifed through her as her womb contracted, sucking up all that rich thick cream inside her, drawing it past her cervix and into the safe haven of her womb.

Waves of pleasure made her whine and yip and a distant part of herself — the human part — cried in shame at her own depravity.

Ulster backed off, releasing her nape and disengaging his cock from her soaking wet core. He howled to the moon, the sound haunting and strangely possessive, as she struggled to her feet.

of her thoughts and feelings, even as her body continued to rock with subtle pleasurable

God, what have I done?

the promise of relief. She had to get away from this place of subjugation and horror. She had

a menacing stance, sensing

her teeth in

fuck out of my

revulsion had returned with a vengeance. He stalked her and she backed away, baring her

wanted to get away. He’d only caught her before because the Phase had taken

up ground as she cleared large fallen trees as if they were small shrubs and her heart thrilled at the power

her, his heavy body pounding the ground but quickly falling behind. It was as if she had wings on her paws. She flew through the air,

her. At least, she hoped they would. There was so little she understood about her nature that she didn’t know the rules

about the history between the warring packs

to carry her across field and glen, the sharp night air filling her lungs with sweet power, she couldn’t escape

pairing had been wondrous, even if she’d been confused. With Ulster…she suffered a shudder that nearly threw