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Prophesy (The King & Alpha #1)
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An Enemies to Lovers
Justice Volkov is the youngest Alpha Zenith to ever lead the wolf shifters. Following in his father’s large paw prints was a responsibility he met head on. Now at age thirty-three, he is alpha of the alphas. As a direct descendant of the original Siberian pack, his wolf is bigger and stronger than Justice, himself is sometimes able to control.
His wolf howled long and hard but Justice kept it inside. It felt like a bass drum beating against his rib cage. The harsh breaths, angry snarls and the determined pacing inside him was overtaking him.
Justice takes his role of leadership and his legacy very seriously. He has little time for romance, not to mention a true mate. His packs are his priority. With a human government trying to regulate them, an uprising of rogue shifters, and a violent team of scientists trying to experiment on them, Justice has his hands way too full.
Chadwick ‘Wick’ Bentley is not enthusiastic when the captain of his escort tells him he has to leave his comfortable London home and go back to the States. As the Vampire King, he has no choice but to get his species back in line before they cause anymore chaos. At over one-hundred years old, Wick is no one to trifle with, but his smooth, charismatic manner makes him quite unique, despite the negative reputation vampires have. Wick has had nothing but time up to this point. He doesn’t feel the need to make issues pressing. Nothing is urgent in his life. Until he meets Justice. His beloved.
“Natural enemies can’t be mates.” Or so Justice thought. He knows his skepticism and rejection is hurting his mate, so while he fights their connection, Wick gets help from a source very close to Justice to help him win his beloved’s heart. Wick is a force all on his own, but when he’s blessed with a special gift from the Mother herself, not even Justice’s powerful wolf can prevent the prophesy from being fulfilled.
This story DOES NOT contain/mention MPREG.
Warning: This book is MM paranormal: If you DO NOT like hot, alpha men shifting into large wolves, or vampires feeding from their mates, this may not be your read.
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“I’m sorry to disturb you Alpha, but unfortunately, this can’t wait.” Justice lifted his head when his brother and first beta, Alek, came through the door and went straight for the remote control to turn on the television in the den of cabin where he was staying.
If you look behind me, you can see all the mayhem and chaos. It’s a nightmare. Shifters and vampires fighting in the middle of the street. Pedestrians are afraid to walk through here to get to their residences. Businesses are closing early out of fear.
Justice rubbed his hand across his forehead while he listened to the news anchorwoman over-dramatize the events. The recording was on a loop. There were five wolves and three vampires posturing behind her. Between the way the vampires moved with lightning fast speed and the intimidating growls of the wolves, it was understandable humans would be frightened.
“When was this?” Justice asked.
“Last night. The wolves are still in holding cells in Carson City.”
“Send a few pack leaders to get them, please.” Justice kept his anger to himself. It was a rancid odor no shifter liked to smell. When his brother didn’t respond, Justice looked up from his desk. His brother was almost as tall as him at six feet two. Justice’s hair wasn’t as curly as his brother’s and his eyes were an astonishing shade of arctic blue, while Alek’s eyes were a shade paler. A trait passed down from the original pack of Siberian wolves they were descended from. His brother looked uncomfortable. “Spit it out, Alek.”
“The governor of Nevada is requesting to see you personally. He won’t release the shifters to anyone else.” Alek rolled his eyes. “I tried to reason with the man, but he’s being a bit difficult. I told him you were extremely busy, Alpha.”
“This is crazy. I can’t go to Nevada right now. I’m still working with the Secretary of State on getting them to approve our new registration system.”
“It looks like we have no choice. The mayor is threatening to get the National Guard involved.” Alek shook his head sadly when Justice’s head shot up in surprise.
“The National Guard? Alek?” Justice lifted his nose and scented. His brother wasn’t being dishonest, but he wasn’t telling him the whole truth, either.
Alek sighed, knowing he was busted, and opened a thick manila envelope that Justice had paid little attention to. “This is the print-out of attacks and incidents involving shifters and vampires reported in Nevada in just the last eight months.”
Justice growled, making his brother struggle against his energy. His brothers Alek, Macauley, and Taleb were all very strong alphas, but none held an ounce of the power that Justice had. He was careful to lock down his strength when he was around other shifters. Especially alphas. It could make their wolves anxious to feel pushed. Justice took a calming breath.
“All of that happened in only eight months? Why didn’t I know about this?” Justice stood to his full height.
“I put one of the pack leaders in charge of Nevada and—”
Justice cut his brother off. “Never mind, I just called a meeting.” Justice was able to communicate with all the shifters telepathically. Some were a bit rebellious and would put up blockers or have witches cast spells to protect their thoughts, but if Justice really wanted to exert his full power, none of those things would keep him out. “We need to get this resolved. If it gets reported to the National Guard that I have lost control of the shifters, then the government will try to take them from me. Lock them in cages for years for even the slightest infraction.”
“This could start a war, Alpha,” his brother said seriously.
There was no way they could face another war. It’d been over two hundred years since the last one. It was still used as a teaching tool on what not to do. Whether between shifters, vampires or humans, if they fought, the casualties would be too great on all sides for any species to call it a victory.
“But you want to meet now, when we’re here visiting on another pack’s land? We should not talk politics here, Justice.” His brother continued to voice his concerns as a couple members of his pack came into the room.
“They’re far enough away and enjoying the celebration too much to hear us. Justice raised his nose and took a couple deep inhales. He smelled no one around except the ones he’d summoned – his immediate circle.
Justice pointed to the long conference table next to the patio door and gestured for his pack to take a seat. Justice sat at the head, letting his large frame sink down in the chair. The accommodations while he was visiting the Black Mountain Pack had been top of the line. He was used to packs going out of their way to receive him when he visited. Either for business or pleasure. He refused to stay in hotels. There was no way that his wolf would handle that. He had to be free to shift and roam. He also couldn’t connect with his wolves if he was in the city, twelve stories up.