Embers Burn

Embers Burn

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She was on the run and had to get away from the shifters that were chasing her, she had gotten this far without any problem. When she hits a wall of fire in the forest her plans have to change. The sounds of chainsaws and men working pulled her, she needed to get to safety and being the woman that needed rescuing wasn't ideal but it would have todo. When the wind shifted from the east Jaxon new they were in for a rough night, the smell of honey and cinnamon was not what he had expected though. When he dropped his tools and ran toward the fire his team new something had to be wrong.
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It was her mating run. She thought if she ran hard enough she'd get the best mate. She wasn't expecting the one who won her. Darius needed her as mate but how can he accept someone in his late mates place? Excerpt: I stripped as I prepared for my run. Being a shifter I loved to run, even if this wasn't a normal run. It was a Mating Run. Our Shaman would do a ritual, say a prayer, and then I'd shift as I went into heat. I would get a one mile head start and then the males who were competing for me to be their mate would shift and run after me. I had a total of twenty miles laid out for me. No one but me and the Shaman knew the route I was taking. They'd be running up and down hills, along a ridge, through a river, through a system of caves and finally an all out mad dash the last three miles. The best, if their was a best, would catch me. Their last task was to convince my pup to submit and let them mount and claim me. If they couldn't and I made it back without being mounted then I was free. A barbaric rite but one that was a fact of our existence everyone who came of age did it. Males were more likely to pass and not get mounted. Females pretty much always got mounted. So I was doomed. Any male of any race was allowed to run. Though few outside the race of the runner tried. Since I was a Were-dog I was expecting mostly them.

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