Page 39 of Twinning and Sinning

This Alpha was ridiculous. Werebear or not and their solitary ways, Mason needs to know the whereabouts of his tribe. "I could have you reported, right back to the Shifter Council, and have you ripped of your title here in the Earth realm. You know that, right?" Mason shook his head.

"Please, your highness, I can get this resolved." Other bears came up, bringing at least twenty deer, some bucks, and wild boar to feed Alpha Big Claw's pack for a few weeks. Big Claw glanced at me, wanting me to take the lead.

"I'll need double this amount for the trouble. You make sure Jonas here is punished. There will be no more warnings. You will lose your title, and Jonas and his friends will be nothing but Bear stew on my table," I growled out lowly. The other Bears took a step back, but Jonas did not. He glowered at me as he continued to keep his body low to the ground.

Huffing in annoyance, I turned my back only to be stopped by Big Claw's hand. "Your highness, there is something else." Turning back to the filthy Bears, I tilted my tight jaw for him to speak. Standing up, he swayed side to side to let his Bears know to depart except Jonas. What was this fucker’s deal?

"Your highness, we have had attacks on our tribe by human hunters. Normally this isn't a problem, but they come with special weapons." My interest peeked, and I strode over to him. Mason was the same height as me, and I frowned at him. "What kind of weapons?"

The next ten minutes were spent talking of the strange pinecone-looking balls. A peculiar gas comes out once a pin is pulled; Bears dropped like flies once inhaled. Two female Bears died, and one male Bear was still in critical condition. Mason had figured it was some sort of Bear repellant, but on closer inspection, he found it was silver, which was deadly to any shifter. Who the hell would know to put silver in a bomb-like contraption? It was triggered just for Shifters.

Silver didn't affect the Alphas on the outside, but it could rip us apart on the inside. This wasn't a one-time, isolated incident to Dax and me then. There were more sightings, and now they were upping the gas, killing the innocent.

"Thank you for the information, Mason." I began to walk away until I heard the snobby Jonas snicker.

"Did you hear about two Alphas getting gassed a while ago, Alpha Mason? Yeah, some humans found them and put them in the dog pound. They were there for months. How utterly embarrassing for them. Two Alphas supposedly sons of the great King Kane, the Beast. Their own mate had to come to save them."

I turned, roaring in anger until my whole right arm half shifted. Hair sprouted, my arm lengthened, and my claws emerged from my fingertips. One swipe, and Jonas was on the ground. Blood poured from his chest; he wouldn't heal so fast from that one. No one dared to move while I stomped up to him, pulling him up by his neck.

"You dare disrespect me, cub?" I spat in his face. "Do you know who the fuck you are to me?" Growling, my face shifted halfway, my maw elongated enough to show the true power of my lineage. "Minced meat," my Wolf growled out, speaking through the fangs. "You are on thin ice. Next time I see your ugly fur, you will no longer be breathing." Jonas choked while I threw him to the ground. Everyone stared in awe at my body parts that had half shifted.

My own father didn't half shift until he was fifty, and even then, he couldn't hold it as long. Calming myself by thinking of my sweet mate, I shifted my partially shifted form back into a human. Dax was going to flip his shit once he realized I got almost half my body to do a partial beast shift.

I needed to talk to Dax and my mate about approaching the situation with the gas. Someone in the area was experimenting on shifters. We needed to know if humans or other supernaturals wanted to settle some sort of score with someone.

Big Claw ran up to me before I shifted again into a full wolf while walking away. "What do you think?" I shook my head again.

"I don't know, and I don't like it. Can you find out if there are any new hunters in the area? Anyone that doesn't have the same smell as the other natives around here?"

"Of course, we will get on it right away." Big Claw spouted orders to the warriors behind him.

"Oh, and Big Claw, if you find one of those contraptions, save it for me. Maybe it has a brand on it. We can find the maker of it."

Without waiting for a reply, I shifted. I was ready to return to Seraphina; we still had a long way to go with her. Her past hindered her ability to trust us, and I wanted nothing more than to end the life of anyone that hurt her. We also didn't know if her mother was genuinely dead or still with her father. Finding out that information would be beneficial before we whisked her off to Bergarian. I don't want any of her thoughts wandering back to Earth and any 'what ifs' if her mother was indeed still alive. I wouldn't let her come back, not with her father still searching for her.

The smell of gingersnaps and cinnamon wafted through the air, but it had a honey smell to it this time. It was Seraphina, and it was her arousal. My nose went straight above me, stopping at a nearby tree. My fuzzy head looked around the thick trunk to find Seraphina and Dax with no pants.

Damnit.

Gone just for thirty minutes, and he got her stripped to her underwear again. I need to up my game. I watched; she rocked her hips against Dax, rubbing her crotch across his dick. He was moaning and caressing her body with his hands, but all I could pay attention to was the curve of her back right where it meets her ass.

Seraphina had black boy shorts on, extremely tight, and her cheeks were hanging out just below the seam. When I shifted back to a human form, I realized the worst hard-on of my life was standing at attention.

Seraphina's hair was blowing in the wind in my direction; her ass bounced while she rubbed her core. Biting my lips until they bled, her head threw back while both climaxed.

Maybe she didn't have much coaxing to do after all.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?"

Seraphina

My body stiffened against Dax. I could feel the wetness between my thighs that clearly wasn't my own. It was hot, sticky, and slightly arousing. He must have orgasmed the same time I did. I should be ashamed for putting it out so quickly, but they are my mates, right? Everything is fine.

Dax and I turned our heads both at the same time, looking at Dimitri. Dimitri stood with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. His lips were pressed into a thin line and his brows furrowed of anger. I'm guessing it was anger; I haven't angered either of my boys yet. This was uncharted territory.

Danger Will Robinson.

I cleared my throat, my hips slightly moved, and I felt a drip of Dax' drip down my thigh. Gods, just shoot me now.

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