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DAVID AND CAIN MOVED cautiously through the caverns searching for signs of life and saw nothing. It didn’t take long to realize they landed in what amounted to a holding cell with no noticeable exit.

“This makes no sense,” David told Cain.

“Us falling through rock or being stuck in this place?”

David turned slightly and looked at Cain’s gray wolf. “There has to be a way in and out of here. It makes no sense otherwise.” David shifted to human, stood and stretched. His litter-mates had done a good job healing him. Cain remained in his wolf form and sat on his haunches watching.

David moved to one corner of the space and searched for the scent he’d smelled earlier while touching the wall. He’d made it half-way across the wall when the fragrance struck him.

“Come here,” he told Cain. Once Cain brushed against his leg, David grabbed him by the scruff and pushed through the wall taking Cain with him. On the other side was a larger cavern but with layers and natural steps in the stone. Unfortunately, the only direction to go was down. Cain loped ahead of him.

“Watch your head, it’s low in certain places,” Cain said. They crouched and duck-walked a few steps before the clearance changed and they could stand. A shaft of overhead light filtered through the cave lighting it in several places while leaving most of the area in dark shadows.

David thought to morph into his beast for easier, more sure-footed navigation on the stone but realized he might need his hands to push through more illusions. They moved downward at a measured pace, watching and searching for anything out of the ordinary.

David heard water and headed toward it. He stooped and looked through a crevice at a pool of crystal blue water below. Inhaling, his mouth watered. He moved aside so Cain could see.

During the walk downward, the temperature spiked. David wiped the perspiration from his brow and looked around. Unable to shake the sense of being watched he took a few more steps. The scent he’d picked up outside teased him. Swirling, nose upward, he inhaled deeply to find the source and heard Cain fall.

Turning he watched Cain’s tail disappear through the rock and splash into the water below. “Dad,” David called moving closer to the rock and lightly touching it. His hand disappeared, and he pulled it back. “This is some weird stuff.”

“What happened?” his dad asked, linked with Adam this time.

He explained Cain had fallen and stooped so his father could see Cain in the water below.

“I don’t want the two of you separated,” his dad said.

“I know but we’re going deeper into the mountain,” David said expressing his deepest fear of not being able to find his way out again.

“I understand son. Stay together. We’ll get the two of you out as soon as we can.”

David pressed the rock, walked through, and fell several feet into the pool of water.  He dropped deep and swam up. Cain watched him and shifted to human. Together they climbed out and sat on the smooth stone bank for a few minutes catching their breath.

“This isn’t good,” David said looking around at the low hanging stalagmites and standing water a short distance away.

“Agreed. It’s hotter down here.”

“It’s sapping my energy, making me sleepy,” David said as his limbs felt heavier and his eyelids drooped.

“Should’ve known it was a trap.” Cain’s head dropped, he shook it and looked around. It dropped again.

“Soon we’ll know who set the trap,” David said falling to the side as lethargy over-took him.

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TALL, WITH A MUSCULAR build from decades of warfare and a need to subdue her quarry, Nadira strode naked into the cavern looking down at the two men. She wondered who they were and how they’d entered her prison. No matter, they were here now and all hers.

She picked up the big, blond full-blood and carried him to her lair. Hopefully, he could amuse her for a short time. Maybe she’d use them both, but for now, this one would do. She lay him on the stone slab and undressed him without fear of him waking or objecting. The grotto mists were faithful in lulling the unsuspecting to sleep.

Sensual hunger awakened in her as she took in his naked magnificence. Eager, she took his thick cock into her hand and stroked it a few times, excited to see it come to life. When nothing happened, she closed her eyes and ushered in a sensual fragrance designed to stimulate the libido. He stiffened and throbbed in her hand.

Smiling she bent forward and tasted the pearl of juice that covered his tip. “Mmm, a different flavor, nice.”

She positioned herself above him and eased down until fully seated. Eyes closed, she absorbed the sensation of being completely full, something she hadn’t experienced in decades. He was indeed a prize she thought as she rode him gently.

“It’s customary to ask before you take,” he said peering up at her.

She paid him no mind and continued riding him between her legs. He placed his hands on her waist and gyrated his hips.

She gasped at the movement and egged him on for more. He kept up, moving faster and faster with her. She reached her peak, a bit more, just a little more... she hung at the precipice and fizzled, missing completion as he shot off.

Screams of outrage were futile. This was her curse. To desire fulfillment and never reach it. Still, he was a good ride. Maybe she’d keep him around a while. She touched his cheek and locked eyes with him to sift through his mind.

Cain. Interesting. La Patron? The name meant nothing to her until she picked up this La Patron planned to take over the Pack in this area. Would he come to the mountains for Cain and the black wolf? If so, could she cast a bargain? Find a way to escape her prison? She searched his memories, discovered he had a twin. Yum. She’d love to have both of them. One for breakfast the other for dinner.

“Get out.” He kicked her out of his mind, locked it down, surprising her with his strength. No one had done that before. She tried to re-enter but could not. Maybe he didn’t understand she was in charge here.

“You do not give me orders.” She leaned over him, staring into his eyes.

He snorted “I don’t take orders from anyone except my Alpha.”

She grabbed his face between her hands and stared into his eyes. “You will obey me,” she growled.

He placed his hands on her and struggling, pulled them away. “No.”

“You are of no value to me, otherwise. I will kill you.” She pulled out a blade and placed it against his neck.

“We all have to die sometime. I obey my Alpha. I don’t know you.”

His delicious blue eyes held hers for a long moment. She grabbed a handful of his long white hair and cut off a hank. Holding the hair above him she glared at him. “I am Nadira. You will address me as Queen.”

“Will I?” his brow rose.

“Or die. Your choice.” This time the blade pierced his skin, a rivulet of blood ran down his neck.

“Where am I...Queen?”

She heard the mockery in his voice, ignored it as she rubbed against him, enjoying the friction. His rough skin and hardened cock felt better than anything she’d felt in years.  Maybe she’d keep him as her consort. Leaning forward, she bit his nipple before laving it with the flat of her tongue.

His breath hitched.

She moved sinuously against him feeding off his need. “Give yourself to me.”

“Where are we?”

“Aargh,” she yelled and embedded her sharp nails into his chest and dragged them downward. Blood welled from the torn skin. Moving quickly, she licked the wounds before his skin closed. Leaning back, she smiled. Her saliva held an agent that kept men in a constant, eager state of sexual need. Soon he would beg her to lay with him.

She moved off him and stared down. “You want to know where you are?”

Beads of sweat dotted his forehead. He nodded.

“You’re in the middle of the Torngat Mountains, one of the oldest places on earth. I’ve been here for decades.” She stared at him, saw him fight the urge for sex and smiled. “You will be here for a long, long time.”

“No,” he whispered as he tried to stand, only to fall back. “Alpha will come for me.”

She laughed. “I hope he does. Maybe we could cut a deal and I could leave.”

“What did you do?” he whispered looking at her.

She shrugged offhandedly while watching him closely. “Slight misunderstanding, it no longer matters.”

Placing her hands on his face she intruded his thoughts and smiled. “Your litter-mate helps you? How divine. I’ll have two for the price of one now that I know your strength won’t fail you.”

He groaned as sweat poured down his face and dripped onto the bed.

Nadira scratched him again, licked him to send more toxins into his blood.

“Stop,” he said in a ragged whisper, holding her close as she continued scratching and licking his chest.

Soon he’d be out of his mind with need. She shivered imagining what this big man could do. Licking his sweat, she sat back with a wicked smile. How long had it been since she’d taken someone against their will?

Ages. Not within the past decade for sure, which made this all the sweeter. She took a moment and braided her long hair to keep it out of the way. Once they started, she suspected they would be at it for a while.

Cain grabbed her around the waist and squeezed. His blood boiled. His vision wavered as sexual hunger crashed through him. No matter how fast Abel worked to give him relief, it wasn’t fast enough.

Whatever she did, intoxicated his beast with mad desire to conquer this blue-eyed witch. The hardness of his cock matched the stone he lay upon. Goddess help him!

“What the fuck is she doing to you?” Abel asked.

“Licked me. Something in her saliva creates this... heat. Back off before you’re ensnared,” Cain said.

“Too late, I feel it. My dick’s harder than a hammer but I’m not horny. It’s like my body and mind aren’t connected. Is it the same for you?”

Cain groaned as he rubbed his cock against her wetness. “No. Horny doesn’t begin to ... describe this. Back away. I can’t fight it. You don’t want this.”

“Are you sure?” Abel asked.

“Do you feel this shit flowing through me?” Cain growled as Nadira lined up his cock with her opening and slid down a fraction.

“Okay.”

Cain sensed his brother’s withdrawal as the full impact of whatever she sent into his system overwhelmed him. Eyes closed, he lost track of time, had no idea what planet he was on or even his name. Release became his singular focus.

Mindless with need, he emptied his seed over and over until he collapsed.