Shadow Falls: A Sensual Werewolf Romance (The Wolves of Shadow Falls)

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did not have the ability to control the transformation made us slaves to the seasons and pleasure. Pleasure was our trigger! Whether it’s the thrill of the kill and the consumption of flesh that quenched the lust for blood or the incredible sex, the mating, the fucking or the achievement of the ultimate climax, pleasure was indeed the trigger for the moment. An ancient and mysterious woman entered the scene harboring a wealth of knowledge within her blood. With the discovery of our heritage and the arrival of her hunter, our challenges increased and we found ourselves caught in the middle of a war older than time.

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    Aislen and I were in love and we felt like we were the only two people that existed in the world. Life in the forest was blissful and serene, running with Aislen felt like chasing butterflies. We regarded the people that lived around us as forbidden fruit, marveling at them, complimenting their beauty, and resisting the urge to crush them beneath our feet. Last winter Aislen and I carelessly frolicked on the forest floor and I poured my seed into her, filling her until her banks broke and overflowed. Our howls rose above the hush of the frozen forest and spilled out into the atmosphere, filling the sky like a swarm of flies.  They traveled through the air at spectacular speeds, reverberating through the ancient trees. Then there was an answer, a creature just like us answered, howling back to us as the silver moon peered through the dusty clouds. The cries transmitted a message that was abundantly clear; we were not alone. Suddenly there was an eruption of howls that began ringing in a chorus, scattering the owls that flew above, making them dizzy. There was an overwhelming feeling within us to join in and soon we all sang a song of history, telling each other about our pasts, discovering truths about our entire existence and agreeing to assemble at the Miller Mine amidst the forest. Flashes of images forming a map were transmitted to my brain and I could see the winding trail which ceased at the mouth of a massive cave opening and I felt as if I had been there before.
    The winter winds were beginning to heat up again and spring loomed in the horizon. Aislen and I arrived at the Miller mine first, we were alone; the air was vacant of any scents that could identify the other wolves that we spoke to not so long ago. The mine was old and abandoned years ago, stripped of the treasure that men spilled their bloods to unearth. The entrance to the mine had collapsed and large boulders blocked the original door. It was a shadow of the image that the wolves had communicated earlier. Aislen began sniffing around in search of a gap large enough for us to squeeze our slender bodies through. I quickly joined her and not long after we stumbled on a spot in the corner of the entrance filled with rocks small enough for us to scratch out with our paws. We dug intensely with incredible precision as though we were a pair of fox that came upon the den of a rabbit until we cleared a space large enough for our wolf sized frame to fit through. We crawled through the make shift tunnel until we spilled out into a corroded track that was laid down by miners years ago to pull carts filled with gold nuggets along. The air was warm and heavy with dust. The new atmosphere forced us to morph back into our human form. It was as if the winter did not exist and we were curious about the source of the extraordinary warmth that enveloped us.
    A small light flickered deep within shaft and we began to follow it, the closer we got to it the brighter the light glowed until we came into the view of a bizarre sight. The tracks ceased in front of a large opening, an impressive room with stone walls that were tattooed with drawings of exquisite beings. There were vividly painted pictures of animals and human-like depictions engaging in some type of war and in some cases a tall dark shadow with an outstretched hand appeared. The dark figure seemed

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