OLAMIDE

  The soft rays of moonlight played on my skin as I stood in front of an audience that Jason termed my people. These people were just like him. Werewolves who looked rather human until something or someone ticked them off. Next to me was Jason's brother, Devin, and a beautiful woman with skin like olives. I immediately assumed that was his mate. My heart thudded as Jason walked onto a platform to give his speech and goosebumps erupted from my skin. It was not the chilly wind that blew up the robe I was wearing. It was not the fact that everyone surrounding us wore similar robes and it...