It was distracting and hot. Yeah, the whole winter born thing had really fucked me up if I was lusting after wolves.

They disappeared again, and the noises started again. I huffed and emptied my glass. This whole offering thing was such bullshit.

A whole bunch of virgins giving themselves over for protection? Like we needed it.

The vamps hadn’t been on werewolf territory in years, and if they did, we’d handle it ourselves. We had an army.

My dad ran it.

The men’s village was full of soldiers for my dad’s army. He collaborated with the wolves, the only one from our village who was allowed access to them....