Free Awakened from Ice: 1 (Werewolf Sentinels) by Marisa Chenery Page A
Authors: Marisa Chenery
Tags: Erótica
Juneau.”
Cassidy sensed the tension between Edensaw and Brice building. It wasn’t going to help them if she didn’t nip it in the bud right now. She butted into their conversation.
“Ah, Brice, sorry to interrupt, but you have no idea where Edensaw and the others have come from and what they truly are.”
“I don’t understand. I thought you said they were from Juneau.”
“They are, sort of, as I said. I…ah…kind of found them in an ice cave on the Mantanuska Glacier. They’d been there, sleeping, for ten thousand years.”
Brice gave her a perplexed look. “What?”
Cassidy sighed before she turned her gaze on Edensaw. “I think you’d better tell him what you are.”
Edensaw nodded, then looked at Brice. “What Cassidy said is true. We are from the time when ice mostly covered the land. We are the sentinels, the first werewolves. All of you who have come after us are our descendants. Our shaman turned us to fight the evil that is to come. We made sure the race of werewolves would live on, then he put my wolf brothers and me to sleep in the ice cave.”
Brice shook his head. “You can’t be them. The story of the sentinels, how they were created and how they slept until they are needed, is only a tale that has been passed down through my family. We are long-lived, but no werewolf has lived for ten thousand years. We can only expect to reach three thousand years of age at most. You can’t be that Edensaw. And the others can’t be the actual Capac, Wachei, Durlach, Ketah and Kajakti.”
“The shaman made us true immortals. And we are what and who we say we are.”
Cassidy could see Brice still wasn’t convinced. As she did, she figured the pack leader was going to need some concrete proof. She was sure he’d see the difference as soon as the wolf brothers took on their other forms.
“Edensaw, I think you and the others should shift.” He nodded.
As the men stood and arranged themselves in the open space in front of Brice, the pack leader said, “It isn’t necessary for them to shift. I already know they’re werewolves from their scent.”
Cassidy stood as well and stepped to the side to get a better look at Brice. “That’s not what they’re going to prove when they do.”
The wolf brothers’ bodies shimmered and blurred as they took on their wolf forms. Once the change was complete, and six black dire wolves look up at Brice, Cassidy saw the pack leader’s gaze skipping from one to the next.
“They’re…they’re…” Brice said before his words trailed off. He wore an expression of shock.
“Dire wolves? Yes.”
Cassidy has told us the wolves we once ran with no longer exist. Is this what you needed to see to make you believe we tell the truth? Edensaw asked, obviously projecting his thoughts to Brice as well as Cassidy and his wolf brothers.
“Holy shit,” Brice said as he shot to his feet. “You can communicate telepathically while a wolf?”
Ketah took a step closer to Brice. Yes, we all can. You are descended from me. You are not capable of it?
“No. Plus, I’ve heard of no other werewolf being able to communicate like that once shifted. We understand, keep the same intelligence, but communication is beyond us.” Brice stared down at Ketah. “You’re my ancestor?”
Ketah lifted his lupine head up and down in way of a nod. Yes. I picked up our shared bloodline through your scent, as I did in your daughter’s. I guess not all of our abilities were passed on to future generations.
“Can you all please shift back?” Brice asked. “I’m not used to having someone talk to me inside my mind.” Once the wolf brothers were again human, he continued as his gaze lingered on Ketah. “What other abilities do you have?”
Edensaw answered. “Besides being truly immortal and telepathic, the shaman promised us we’d be able to bond with the woman meant for us and truly make her our mates.”
“We have the bond. Once we find our mates our mating urge is set
Cassidy sensed the tension between Edensaw and Brice building. It wasn’t going to help them if she didn’t nip it in the bud right now. She butted into their conversation.
“Ah, Brice, sorry to interrupt, but you have no idea where Edensaw and the others have come from and what they truly are.”
“I don’t understand. I thought you said they were from Juneau.”
“They are, sort of, as I said. I…ah…kind of found them in an ice cave on the Mantanuska Glacier. They’d been there, sleeping, for ten thousand years.”
Brice gave her a perplexed look. “What?”
Cassidy sighed before she turned her gaze on Edensaw. “I think you’d better tell him what you are.”
Edensaw nodded, then looked at Brice. “What Cassidy said is true. We are from the time when ice mostly covered the land. We are the sentinels, the first werewolves. All of you who have come after us are our descendants. Our shaman turned us to fight the evil that is to come. We made sure the race of werewolves would live on, then he put my wolf brothers and me to sleep in the ice cave.”
Brice shook his head. “You can’t be them. The story of the sentinels, how they were created and how they slept until they are needed, is only a tale that has been passed down through my family. We are long-lived, but no werewolf has lived for ten thousand years. We can only expect to reach three thousand years of age at most. You can’t be that Edensaw. And the others can’t be the actual Capac, Wachei, Durlach, Ketah and Kajakti.”
“The shaman made us true immortals. And we are what and who we say we are.”
Cassidy could see Brice still wasn’t convinced. As she did, she figured the pack leader was going to need some concrete proof. She was sure he’d see the difference as soon as the wolf brothers took on their other forms.
“Edensaw, I think you and the others should shift.” He nodded.
As the men stood and arranged themselves in the open space in front of Brice, the pack leader said, “It isn’t necessary for them to shift. I already know they’re werewolves from their scent.”
Cassidy stood as well and stepped to the side to get a better look at Brice. “That’s not what they’re going to prove when they do.”
The wolf brothers’ bodies shimmered and blurred as they took on their wolf forms. Once the change was complete, and six black dire wolves look up at Brice, Cassidy saw the pack leader’s gaze skipping from one to the next.
“They’re…they’re…” Brice said before his words trailed off. He wore an expression of shock.
“Dire wolves? Yes.”
Cassidy has told us the wolves we once ran with no longer exist. Is this what you needed to see to make you believe we tell the truth? Edensaw asked, obviously projecting his thoughts to Brice as well as Cassidy and his wolf brothers.
“Holy shit,” Brice said as he shot to his feet. “You can communicate telepathically while a wolf?”
Ketah took a step closer to Brice. Yes, we all can. You are descended from me. You are not capable of it?
“No. Plus, I’ve heard of no other werewolf being able to communicate like that once shifted. We understand, keep the same intelligence, but communication is beyond us.” Brice stared down at Ketah. “You’re my ancestor?”
Ketah lifted his lupine head up and down in way of a nod. Yes. I picked up our shared bloodline through your scent, as I did in your daughter’s. I guess not all of our abilities were passed on to future generations.
“Can you all please shift back?” Brice asked. “I’m not used to having someone talk to me inside my mind.” Once the wolf brothers were again human, he continued as his gaze lingered on Ketah. “What other abilities do you have?”
Edensaw answered. “Besides being truly immortal and telepathic, the shaman promised us we’d be able to bond with the woman meant for us and truly make her our mates.”
“We have the bond. Once we find our mates our mating urge is set