"He glanced at the two weres that were in the other team. "Morph."Dianna nodded. "Do you know how big?" she asked cautiously."If Mage were here, we'd ...now," Hunter said. He reached out, pulling Mira into his embrace. "Don't let it touch you Mira. You aren't poisonous anymore."The two Weres had changed. One was a wolf, but he was huge, his fur a dark black that shone almost blue in the light. The other was a sleek cat, the spots of the jaguar evident. He snarled, his fangs gleaming. The other. This was God's will indeed. ~~~Musings from the graveThis is a dark and foreboding place, I hate coffins because they’re so small. And that noise is deafening. What the fuck are they doing up there? I mean, I don’t have to stay here I can just leave. In fact, I think I will.Look at them, gathering around the grave and sobbing. Twats! All of them.“That's right make sure I can't escape, pour in more soil and why not throw in a few gold bars for good measure. That should keep the lid firmly in. "You have put all of us at risk with whatever it is you have done to anger the new Lycavorian King, and you know far about us and our operations than any of us are comfortable with. I did not vote for it but I supported the decision yes, I'm sorry. This new King is far too unpredictable and quick to action for us to risk all we have built in protecting you. And this involves him in some manner Sangria, if it did not, you would not have so many skilled individuals chasing you. The Spartans alone. "Does that feel good, Janice?" Oh yesss..." Janice whimpered.I began kissing her way down and across her stomach, distributing a barrage of butterfly kisses around her hip bones. I leaned in and pressed my lips against the damp thicket. Janice slowly spread her legs open.Another sharp gasp came from her as my tongue entered her cleft and a flood of wetness was released. It was earthy and pungent; the aroma of a woman in heat, Janice tasted wonderful. I ran my tongue around her opening prompting.