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By the time we got to the front yard the zombie had already torn through one of my wolves.

One of my other wolves thrust a knife into its skull.

The witch slowly walked over, frowning slightly at the dead zombie before crouching by the body and tisking, "perfectly good liver bitten.

Pity." Without batting a lash she burried her hand in the dead she wolfs torn open abdomen, soft sigh passing her lips, "nor can I give this one new life.

" Blue eyes flashing she looked to the dead zombie, "I will forgive that because you returned Grug to me but please do refrain from destroying anymore resources.

Alpha king, it seems we have something that must be discussed. "

"We," I snarled, "have nothing to talk about witch."

She seemed to ignore my words, instead walking through the gate of a wrought iron fence and up the cobblestone pathway to her strangely lopsided house, pulling open the grey door and glancing over her shoulder at me, eyes beckoning me forward.

"Alpha?" Mase questioned, obviously concerned.

I wasn't about to tell him the banished witch was my apparent mate.

Mason wants me to live more than anyone, he would think I should attempt to use her to survive.

The idea of touching her made my skin crawl.

And she had already hinted at it enough already.

We started to follow her through the gate with caution, walking up the porch past a black bench swing with a back shaped like bat wings.

I opened the heavy wooden door to her home and stepped inside.

I started to turn to Mase, to warn him about being cautious for the sake of his future pup, when the door slammed and disappeared.

I snarled and slammed my fist into the wall, "Fuck!"

"Apologies alpha king." Her soft murmur rang through the dark as candles lit the room we stood, glittering off a large crystal ball, "My foyer is between dimensions and I sought it fit to release it for now. This is my parlor."

"Like I give a shit."

She peered at me through her thick lashes, her midnight blue eyes glittering.

She was like nighttime, eyes like its sky, skin like the moon and hair like the soft glow it gives to the earth.

A swirl attraction and disgust surged through me, "you're a fucking witch."

"And you are a wolf who has slaughtered countless beautiful creatures of the night." Her steps were quiet as she made her way to me, "I forgive you for such seeing as it is your duty as a wolf to balance this world."

Goosebumps broke over my skin as her fingers skimmed over my cheek, down my neck, and over my chest. "You are going to die today Noviana."

"Please." She murmured, "call me Nova. All those close in spirit with my own do."

I stepped back from her growling, pushing down my inner wolf, "you and I are nothing to one another Noviana."

"Your goddess disagrees." The silver and black shadow on her eyelids glittered as she looked down, "I have killed your lover. This likely upset you. I assure you, had she not run she would have had a 20% chance of survival."

"This isn't about her. Its about you. What you are."

She blinked at me, "you are angry my zombie ate your wolf?"

"Of course im pissed about my gods damn wolf." I growled.

"If it helps. I did you a favor. You were wasting your seed on her."

I gaped at the willowy woman.

"She was barren. No hope for an heir."

I opened my mouth to protest, that I wasn't trying to impregnate her, but decided she really didn't need to know, "how did you know she and I-"

"I have been watching you since you stumbled into that Vampire nest." Her lips quirked up, "I wanted your eyes for my skull."

That was beyond disgusting. "Watching me... as in?"

"I awoke early in the morning, tuned into you to see my futures iris's only to see walk into your room with company." Her gaze slid over my body, "you seemed to be quite skilled in bed even if I found the illegal part a bit shocking."

"Illegal."

"Sodomy isn't allowed by law in these lands. It is an ancient decree based on the need to reproduce."

A low growl passed my lips.

"Although." Her fingers traced the edge of my trousers, "you are king. Alpha of all wolves. You can do as you wish I suppose."

I took a deep breath, hoping to tamper down my suddenly hard cock.

"I simply desired to know what it is that made her shake in such pleasure." Noviana murmured, "so much so she agreed to such an act."

"It is an act many enjoy." I replied, ripping her hand from my crotch, "it is also far from foreign to your kind. You witches will allow demons in any hole they so please so long as iy grants you power."

A tiny frown marred her face for a fleeting moment, "you are aroused."

"And?"

"Why do we not act upon it, sate you. And then continue our spat?"

"Sate me? Are you fucking nuts?!" I snarled.

She snapped her fingers once.

And her lacy excuse for a dress was just gone.

I swallowed hard as the woman stepped back, pale blonde hair tumbling over her shoulders and brushing the small of her back.

Her skin was like pure ivory, limbs long and lean, smooth and flawless.

It was sort of like a carriage wreck.

Something ones knows they shouldn't stare at but cannot rip their gaze away.

No. Instead mine traced up her legs to the apex of her thighs and the promise of pleasure there, the curve of her hips into the smooth planes of her trim waist. The slop of her breasts as her pale nipples grew hard in the drafty house. The smooth column of her long neck.

Noviana Nivara was the woman of my fantasies.

Every preference I have even slightly had in a woman rolled into one horribly enticing body.

Big eyes portraying an innocence she certainly didn't possess, pretty pixie like features and full tempting lips.

Long blonde hair that would form a halo of light around her in even the dimmest candle light.

Long legs and smooth skin from head to toe.

Perky yet full breasts and what one can only assume, a pert ass.

She turned and started to walk in the opposite direction.

I bit back a groan, heart shaped and certainly pert and perfectly formed.

Fucking hell.

She peered over her shoulder at me, fingers brushing the door frame before she snapped her fingers again, "come alpha. We have much to discuss."

I stood there, naked as she was as she walked away.

And I certainly failed to tame my erection.

Not that she had bothered to look as she magically rid me of my clothes.

No. She kept walking through her house.

In nothing but her high heels.

Conveniently those stayed to elongate her legs further and emphasize the sway of her hips.

My feet moved after her without my consent, my wolf half more in charge than my human.

And that side of me wanted the witches long legs over my shoulders and my cock deep inside her bare little pussy.

Preferably with those sky high heels still on.

I'm screwed.

I have been since the moment I walked into this house.

She knew that when she lured me inside.

And I should have known better than to follow a witch into her home.