“Non! Non! Non!” Jezelle screeched, bringing the riding crop down onto the bare back of her human thrall that was on his knees before her with his arms bound tightly behind his back. A trickle of blood seeped down from underneath of the collar that he wore and Jezelle swiped another finger across it to make sure that her first hunch was correct. “Ze tastes; it is not right,” she frowned in disapproval as she lapped the last of the human’s blood off of her fingertips. “Ze feeling is just not there. Are joo trying to disappoint me?” She’d been at it for hours trying to perfect the flavor of this month’s blood tithe to the Prince but her human wasn’t being cooperative.”No! Never!” the naked man cried out, looking up at his Mistress with fear. If he weren’t wearing a blindfold she probably could’ve seen it in his eyes. But she didn’t need to see it, the man reeked enough as it was with both arousal and fear. His cock standing proudly on end was testament to that. Before Jezelle could let him have it again with the riding crop just for the hell of it, there was a knock at her door. She closed her eyes, holding her fingers to her temple as if warding off an impending headache, and took a deep breath. “Alvays with ze interruptions…” she sighed. “Jes? Vhat is it?”One of her lackeys cracked the door open and leaned in. “I’m sorry for the interruption, but I thought that you should know that James Parker is on the move to a newly discovered den. We just intercepted the call in to Conrad.””Conneries,” she swore under her breath. “Zhen vhy are you bothering me? Right vhen I get to important tings there are alvays interruptions!” she screeched, her French accent becoming heavier and thicker as she got steamed up. Behind her, her bound human thrall threw back his head and shuddered as he spilled his passion out on the floor with a long, lustful groan. Jezelle spun on him, backhanding him to send him skidding across the floor. “Joo dare to get off vhile I am occupied!””I’m sorry,” the man mewed as his cock continued to empty out underneath of him. “Your anger… your emotion… I-I couldn’t help it. I’m sorry…””Joo vill be!” Jezelle screeched again. She waved a dismissive hand to her lackey at the door. “GO! Begone vhile I finish dis. If he bleeds, come back vith blood. Othervise come back with werewolf blood. Now shoo!” Her lackey bowed and retreated as quickly as he’d appeared. Sighing again, Jezelle looked at her human on the floor, still writhing in pleasure from the psychic connection that they had. She frowned down at him while clucking her tongue as she walked to her wall of toys and instruments. “Ve shall try again, jes? And dis time you vill not disappoint, non?” She reached up to the cleavage of her bodice, unlacing it until her dress was loose enough to fall off of her. Her thrall let out a lusty sigh from where he lay as he got the full view of The Mistress’ perfect, nude body whose ivory skin seemed to glow in the light of the room. Jezelle walked up and down her rack before coming to a strap on that she particularly liked. Once she had it on, she strode over to her thrall and hauled him back up to his knees with one hand. “Ve vill start now and dis time, ‘ow you say, do it once more vith feeling,” she said as she knelt down behind him, reaching around his front to fondle him back to hardness. “and if joo disappoint me again, joo will not see dese tomorrow, jes?” she whispered into his ear right before she speared him up the ass with her strap on, causing him to howl in pain and pleasure at the sudden penetration.*Zoe hummed with pleasure as she felt her lover’s tongue caress her most intimate folds between her legs. “Oh yes… right there,” she breathed huskily, lifting her hips up slightly.”As my mistress commands,” Mika, one of Zoe’s deputies, purred in her Irish accent as she ran her tongue up and down Zoe’s bare slit. She reveled in tasting Zoe just as much as she loved running her hands along her boss’ pale skin. Mika’s hands glided up Zoe’s body to cup and gently knead her breasts while she continued to tongue fuck her. Zoe’s hands wrapped into Mika’s bright red hair and she looked down upon her with half-closed eyes. Mika was certainly good in bed but she was still only second place to Ashley and James. A sharp pang of loneliness went through her heart as it’d been months since either one of them had slept with her. Or she should say since Ashley had allowed either one of them to sleep with her. She let out a frustrated sigh and couldn’t help but picture both of their hands running up and down her body instead of Mika’s. The door suddenly flew open, causing both vampires to jerk up in alarm. Zoe’s hand whipped to the nightstand by the bed, coming up with her pistol aimed towards the intruder. Mika rolled off of the bed and came up with her own shotgun that she’d left on the floor along with her clothes, also pointing it at the door. The intruder stopped in mid stride and rose his hands up in surrender. “Whoa! It’s just me!” Cade, another one of Zoe’s deputies, said as he backed up slightly. “Ashely and James are on the move. They’d just called in and they’ve found that den we’ve been looking for.””About bloody time,” Mika said as she lowered the shotgun.”Tell me about it,” Zoe agreed as she slid off the bed. “Rain check?” she asked Mika sweetly as she started to get dressed.”Of course,” Mika smiled. “Shall we go bag us some wolves?”*”Ugh, I see that the disappointment is back at long last,” the Den Mother said with obvious disdain as the Omega sulked his way into the cave. All around, the werewolves turned his way and glared at him. If the Den Mother of the pack was displeased, they were all displeased. “I seriously cannot believe that you allowed a mere human to get the better of you two.” She snarled.”I-I’m sorry, he took us completely by surprise,” The Omega whimpered, lowering his head in deference to her.”It should’ve been a simple assassination of a single vampire. I could understand it if Ashley was the one who took you down; that bitch has been a thorn in my hide for decades while she was their Sherriff and I understand all too well that she’s a handful. That’s why I sent you and Marcus after her. But because of your blundering you not only cost me a good Beta but you made it known that a human can defeat you!”The Omega cowered and whimpered as the Den Mother advanced on him with a murderous look in her eyes. She raised her claw to end the miserable pup’s life when she paused and sniffed at the air. Her ears perked up as a strange noise reached it. There were people below the cave and they were arguing. Padding over to the entrance of the cave where the full moon made her dark fur shine just a bit, the Den Mother looked down to locate the source of the racket. “Vampires, here?” she reeled back in shock at having her den discovered. “Their new Hunter,” she breathed before wheeling around to face the Omega. “How did you get here? How did you escape Vampire custody?””Uhm, they asked me a bunch of questions, they injected me with a few things. They told me it was some kind of truth serum but I was able to overcome-“”Where did they inject you at?””M-My shoulder,” the Omega was confused as he looked down at his left shoulder just above the bicep. “Why?”The Den Mother took two long steps over to the pup and slashed him across the arm that he’d indicated. The Omega howled in pain while the rest of the wolves all gasped when her hand held a tiny, bloody object about the size of a pill. “Truth serums are best injected into the elbow or hand right at a major vein so that it gets into your system better. Tracking devices are best injected elsewhere where they would not be easily discovered or dislodged.” She said, closing her hand around the thing to crush it. Her head snapped around to face her back. “We’ve been discovered. To arms! Take the fight to them and continue on until we can make for our backup den. We shall meet there at the next full moon.”*Michael looked over at his father with a worried look as he coughed some more. “It’s getting worse, isn’t it,” he asked as they drove along following James and Ashley in their SUV. Bill Gurley gave his son a smile that he hoped was reassuring. “I can manage it,” he said, trying to fight down a grimace of pain without success. He rubbed his beefy black hand over his chest as he tried to clear as much congestion as possible. Gurley had to face the fact that his days were numbered and that he wasn’t as young as he used to be when he used to do these kinds of hunts with James’ parents. James wasn’t too thrilled about Michael knowing about the supernatural world but Gurley cut that argument short when he informed James that at least his son would be prepared unlike other people. In Gurley’s opinion, James could get over it just like he could get over the fact that Michael had beaten James into the police force as well. Michael was a younger spitting image of his father. Unlike his father, though, Michael chose to keep his black hair in a buzz cut rather than shave it completely off. Then again, if Michael had his father’s condition and took his meds, he’d probably shave his head too. He chose to ignore his father’s brave front as he looked back out the front window. “So we’re helping Vampires hunt down Werewolves? I thought that we were police, not assassins.””We are police and we’re dispensing justice,” Gurley said curtly. “These Werewolves are not like the regular ones that I’d introduced you to. These operate outside of the supernatural community as they think that they’re above us humans. They refuse to work with us or anyone else as they insist on persecuting those that they deem lesser than they are,” he let out a low growl. “This has been coming for years now.””Because of what they did to James’ parents,” Michael asked. Gurley nodded. “Yes. And now we’re here.”