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beautiful as her naked lust. She was perfection and Gregor was hopelessly in love with her, just as they all were.
    When the other males were spent Gregor approached her to have his turn again. But just as he was about to mount her, she stood up to face him and transformed back into her human form.
    A teasing smile played at her lips. “Love me as a man, Gregor.”
    Gregor changed into his human form and stood before her naked. Reaching out, he pulled Amana against him and kissed her with every ounce of passion in his heart. Tearing his lips from hers, he dragged savage kisses along her face and neck. “Amana,” he growled into her flesh.
    She ran her fingers through his thick, dark hair. “Is this your first mating, Gregor?”
    “Yes, my beloved.”
    “Then you are a lucky young man,” she whispered. “Because my heart tells me my first child of the season will be yours.”
    “You flatter me, my lady.”
    Amana chuckled. “I sense greatness in you, Gregor. I hope you live a long and fertile life and I pray you will use your strength to keep our race alive. It is a regrettable disadvantage to our people that there are so few females. I worry about our future.”
    “Don’t worry, my lady, I swear to you I will do everything in my power to preserve our people. No matter what I have to do,” he said, crushing her against him.
    “Good,” she said before kissing the bridge of his nose. “Enough of this morbid talk, the night is still young and we have hours yet until the sun rises. Make love to me again.”
    Gregor laid her down once more on the bank under the music of the rushing waterfall nearby. “With pleasure.”
     

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 1
     
    USA, May 2009 A.D.
     
    Blood-boiling rage!
    Gregor Titus had been alive over ten thousand years and had never hungered for bloody revenge like he did today. From deep inside his gut a squall was born, battering his soul to ribbons as it rampaged through his heart. All the female Dire Wolves dead! How could this horrible destruction be? Why would anyone do such a thing?
    “How?” he said barely recognizing the gravel in his own voice.
    The young Dire Wolf shifter kept his head bowed as he knelt before Gregor. His long blond hair was tangled, smudged with dirt from the long journey and he looked painfully thin. He must have braved many dangers to deliver this grim news and Gregor would see to it he was rewarded with food and a loving place here among the last two known Dire Wolves in existence: himself; and his great grandson, Nick. At least now there were three.
    “It was the eastern werewolf packs, great lord. They have become very powerful with many packs that roam up and down the East Coast. Our kind was a territorial threat so they decided to exterminate all the Dire Wolves by attacking our females. They hunted our women down and murdered the adults while taking their daughters to be raised as werewolf offspring.”
    “Did they take them to breed with when the females came of age?” Nick asked Gregor.
    “No. Our women would grow up to be little more than pets to them. They can’t reach their sexual maturity without a male Dire Wolf to bring them into season,” Gregor replied. “And until they come into their first season, they are weak. They’ll be stuck in a confusing private hell somewhere between human and shifter. Only after mating can they shift and come into their true power.”
    “So there could be some of them out there living as werewolf females when they are really Dire Wolf?” Nick asked.
    “That’s right,” Gregor replied. Then, looking down at the blond male he said, “You may rise, my brother. What is your name?”
    “I am Boris, great lord,” the blond male replied.
    “Have you ever known the decadent paradise of a Dire Wolf bitch at the height of her season?” Gregor asked.
    “No, sir,” Boris said. “They were all…gone by the time I was ready to mate.” The lines around his eyes grew deeper, as if he carried a terrible