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Chapter One

Olivia perched on the edge of the leather chair, her back straight, her legs crossed, one high-heeled foot swaying with carefully controlled excitement as Lyon, the powerful chief of the Feral Warriors, paced at the front of the wood-paneled war roorown dark, but inside, the roo the edges of the large conference table, staring at the Ferals with barely concealed awe Only five were in attendance today - Lyon, the leader of the group, Tighe, Paenther, Wulfe, and the pain-in-the-ass Jag - but they radiated such force, such raw, untaer

Each of the Ferals was exceedingly tall, thickly muscled, and the object of lust of uardians of the Therian race, the only re shape-shifters on the planet And they were, quite possibly, all that stood between the world and true destruction

Aly, they’d asked for her help

Well, not hers specifically Several weeks ago, Lyon had called the British Guard - theunits, and requested a small team of warriors be sent to assist his own With the Ferals’ nu up on nu spread too thin, and no one knew it better than their leader

Olivia had been given the assignuards to Feral House The assign, one person, da

Froe conference table, Olivia could feel hih she tried to ignore hi him with an icy look that only made his eyes crinkle with aued her beyond all comprehension He was a first-rate jerk She knew it Everyone she talked to knew it Jag had quite a reputation in the Bethesda Therian enclave where she, Niall, and Ewan had been staying

And yet every tis turned weak, her body war and whirring like chopper blades She was utterly attracted to hiure out why Certainly, he was handsouing mouth But more often than not, the handsome lines of that face were marred by a scowl, or that delicious mouth isted into a sneer

None of the Ferals was entirely ta His hair hung shaggy around his face as if he’d hacked it off with his knife, and he dressed in ca into the jungle - and not as a cat

She had to ad T-shirts set off his i attention to his broad chest Around his thick upper aruar-head armband that marked him as a Feral

She’d only hly disgusted with hi about him since

"You’ve secured the FBI link?" Lyon asked, his gaze swinging to Tighe

The tiger shifter nodded "Delaney and I ues, but he won’t re He’s our eyes and ears, now, and doesn’t even know it"

Of all the Ferals, Tighe was the , in her opinion, his shter, especially when he looked at his wife, Delaney They ly attractive pair, his hair as fair as hers was dark, coth that seemed to rise from each one individually, yet blended as one powerful force eether She’d heard the story, that Delaney used to be a huer either

Extraordinary, really Then again, things had a way of changing

Long ago, all Therians were capable of accessing their animal natures All were able to shift But five thousand years ago, the Therians and their traditional ene h Dae him and his Daemon armies once and for all in the enchanted Daemon blade When the battle was over, only one Therian froth of his animal and the ability to shift Today, there were only nine - or would be once the new fox showed up

Nine Feral Warriors

All that stood between Satanan and his latest, and far ical prison

Soe had become infected with a bit of powerful dark spirit - what some believed to be a wisp of Satanan’s very consciousness Through that dark spirit, they feared Satanan now controlled the Mage leader, and through hie now at his disposal, he’d found a way to steal the souls of his own people, of those who’d sacrificed so o The soulless Mage sought only one thing - the freedoe succeeded, life as the world kneould end

Tighe continued "We’ve been able to glean enough about the two serial killers haunting the Blue Ridge to be fairly certain they’re two of our Daeave Olivia chills The draden were nothingDaeht of those srown to hu down her spine Ten days ago, the Mage, deterical blade that i three Not the thinking, plotting kind of Daemons - these were only predatory wraith Daemons - but already the death they’d caused was terrible

Pamela Palmer Rapture Untahe," Lyon said "I don’t have to tell anyone here how critical it is that we destroy those things as quickly as possible"

The thought that Olivia was to be one of the ones to stop this threat excited her all over again She’d been a member of the elite Therian Guard for more than three hundred years, since its inception, but this was the first time she’d ever worked with the Feral Warriors To her knowledge, this was the first time the Ferals had ever accepted the help of any non-Feral Therians

Olivia shifted in her chair, uncrossing her legs and recrossing the Yet it didn’t see in the saety It did today as it had that first day She and her men had come to Feral House at Lyon’s request to discuss the possibility of their working together As she was talking with Lyon, Jag had walked right up to her, slid his ar she accos for him