The Wolf
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Bran the Blessed had been in a cave for what seemed like an eternity, growing back his body and learning about the new world with the aid of his companion crows. He relied on no one except his friend, Kern, who brought him out of his solitude and offered to introduce him to the new world. Problems arise when his friend’s mate has been kidnapped by murderous cultists, leaving Kern unable to function. There is no way Bran, the once-powerful King of Wales could not assist with this hunt as a new Huntsman… and then there was Caille.
Instantly intrigued with each other, the two Huntsmen become pawns in a dangerous game where the elite go to satiate their darkest desires and where the cultists themselves hope to gain more power and influence. Vowing to protect this budding relationship, Bran will do anything he can to protect his new family, even if it means he became one of those who play with wolves.
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The Wolf - Stephanie Burke
wolves.
Chapter One
Kern. You -- your mate has been taken.
The words seem to slam into Kern with the weight of a ten-ton semi. As soon as the words left Manx’s lips the world seemed to cease to exist for the Stag.
Bran watched as his friend turned ashen with the news, his head lowered as an anguished whine tore from his throat. Bran, The Raven, then watched as his friend’s head snapped up while his eyes blazed bright fiery red.
They took my mate?
The words roared from his throat as his fists clenched. All the veneer of humanity slid from his person like a duck heading to water. His hair snapped with an electricity and life all its own; the dark skin of his forehead split, and in an explosion of blood, his massive, fifty-point horns exploded from his forehead. The smell of animal musk and dry dust and vegetation filled the air, as did the sound of his pants ripping off his body as thick thighs swelled further, bursting free of the material that held them bound. Bran watched in horrified shock as Kern’s human limbs transformed into thick, fur covered appendages of a stag.
My mate! My little star!
he raged as his fingers curled into claws, and as he reared up to his full height, his horns, still dripping with blood and tissue, touched the ceiling. Several red-orange markings circled his eyes as his power pulsed and Bran was reminded, Raven that he may be, his friend Kern was a god.
Calm --
Manx stepped forward, their arms outstretched in a soothing manner that Kern ignored as his gaze went from face to face in the room.
The cat-smelling one named Marshal was curled into a miserable ball on Manx’s leather couch, his eyes wide and fearful. The really pretty wolf-blood was biting at her full lips, her blonde hair in disarray as if she had been running her fingers through it for quite some time. And Manx, dressed as they usually were in immaculate black, looked to be holding back anger of their own.
No… calm…
Kern struggled to speak through a sudden and dangerous looking mouth full of fangs. Then he began to speak in a language so old that even Bran couldn’t take his meaning. The sometimes hissing, sometimes guttural words were dark and nasty as they invoked fear even in Bran, someone who had faced death by decapitation, and were sounds that no human throat could replicate.
Kern’s eyes tracked wildly across the room for a moment before he took a step toward the chalk portaging circle that still faintly glowed with the magic that Kern had invoked to get them to The Wild Hunt.
No.
Manx boldly stepped in front of the behemoth that The Stag had become, unafraid and their voice ringing with authority. You will not go tearing through this city hunting for him. That would destroy all the work we have done to keep ourselves hidden from humanity.
Kern spit out a few more strings of sound masquerading as ancient words before he tried to push past Manx, but the master of The Wild Hunt was not having it. They snapped their fingers and an eerie red glow surrounded Kern.
He spun around, fresh anger and betrayal dancing across his face before he collapsed into a gigantic heap of flesh, fur, and horns on the ground.
Fuck,
Manx spat out, standing in the middle of the room, looking up at the heavens as their fists clenched in rage at their side. They stayed standing there for a moment before they began to visibly calm. One by one, their major muscle groups began to loosen, starting from their bare feet and traveling upwards until a placid look came over their face. Then more gently, Fuck.
Gracefully spinning toward their fallen subordinate, Manx squatted and easily lifted what had to be the tremendous amount of weight of The Stag before they easily began to carry him down a darkened hallway, after shooting them all a look that said not to move even as no words passed through their lips.
So, I am Bran.
The Raven spoke in the uncomfortable silence that fell as Manx exited the room, carrying Kern like he was an injured child. I agreed to become the newest member of the Hunt.
Bran,
the Wolf muttered, her eyes flaring gold for a moment before they settled into a rich amber color. They were beautiful.
That I am.
He offered her a nod before turning to stare at the battered looking man on the couch. And I am at your service.
Tearing his eyes away from the man who smelled distinctively of cat and sand, he faced the wolf again, noting that she had moved a bit closer while he observed the other man.
She was beautiful. Her hair was a wild swirl of blondes, golds, and silvers leading him to believe that she would be a silver-white wolf. Her skin was tanned and her eyes were that searing amber that resembled heated steel on a blacksmith’s anvil before he pounded out the shape of a sword.
Using a weapon to describe her was good because she moved like a warrior, each step of her bare foot precise as she moved closer to him.
You come at a rough time, Bran,
she said after cocking her head to the side and staring at him, apparently evaluating him as a magical creature and a man. We may not give you time to grow acquainted with our little family before we have a serious problem to deal with.
From what I gathered, someone attacked and has stolen the mate that Kern is so in love with. Who is that much of an idiot?
The Cult of Dagna the Fifteenth.
The Wolf spat the name like it was poison.
They are still around?
Bran asked, his own head cocked to the side as his gaze traveled from person to person in the room.
And they have grown in power,
she admitted before taking a seat next to the cat.
After all these years?
It’s humanity,
the Wolf snarled. They have lost faith and therefore seek to replace true belief with whatever false god promises to give them more of what they want.
The faster the better.
Bran sighed, shaking his head as he thought of human societies and how they developed. I could not foresee any of this happening when I let my head be placed on a pike to protect the land that I loved.
Your head on a pike?
The Cat seemed to pull himself out of his doldrums to sit up and stare at him. They put your head on a pike?
Uh.
Bran chuckled softly, holding back an embarrassed caw that wanted to escape from his throat.
You are Bran the Blessed?
You know of me?
Bran let out a small grin as he moved closer to the Cat.
Thomas… My… Thomas was an expert in ancient mythologies and he once told me of Bran the Blessed who rode to save his sister from an abusive Irish king.
Something like that,
he agreed. But I wasn’t a giant, I didn’t lay my body down so that my men could cross over it to get to the castle where Branwen and my nephew were being kept, and I sure as hell didn’t let those bastards build me a house so that they could stack a hundred enemy soldiers inside hidden in flour sacks. I have no idea how history gets this stuff twisted.
So you didn’t --
The Cat began again and Bran, after rolling his eyes at the ludicrous lies being told on his behalf, began to explain.
Branwen was married to an Irish bastard of a minor king named Matholwch. That is true enough. And our half-brother Efnisien fab Euroswydd did take exception to not being able to play big brother and make Matholwch jump through hoops to take her hand, so he got drunk and acted the ass and killed some of the Irish bastard’s horses. I made amends and made Efnisien apologize and that was that. But bad blood will always out and after Branwen gave birth to my nephew, her lord began to harm her at the behest of his advisors. I think they wanted a way to placate their hurt little feelings because I didn’t bow and scrape to them over something as minor as an insult when the marriage between Branwen and that bastard would have united two kingdoms. I think they wanted to rule it all and my nephew Gwern was in their way. At least if they started a war and the two of us kings murdered each other they could turn my nephew into a puppet and rule through him.
That seems… very human.
The Cat nodded. And that is the meat and bones of the tale, though in Thomas’ explanation it gets wilder.
That is one way of looking at it. Long story short --
Bran ignored the Wolf’s call of too late,
and continued with his explanation.
My sister got word to me that she was being abused, forced to work like a scullery maid, having servants lay their hands upon her, being separated from her son…
As he spoke, Bran’s accent became something more decidedly Welsh in his diction and pronunciation. The whites of his eyes dimmed into an ominous gray and his voice dropped a few octaves in tone.
They were waiting for us. The advisors to that idiot king knew that we were coming and fired on us as we approached the coast. The whole bridge thing? I captained my own ship and I ordered the other captains to follow my lead as we positioned our vessels in such a way that our army could cross over them to reach land. It was effective because they did not expect such cunning from a Welsh king.
So you never said, ‘The man who would lead his people must first become a bridge’?
Oh, I said it.
Bran’s gaze zeroed in on the Cat’s. And I meant it with every breath of my being. And me owning a magical cauldron that held power over life and death.
His chuckle was nasty. "Why in the hell