She winced as she understood what had happened. "The pain made you change forms."
Fury nodded. "He knew as soon as I fell down. I tried to stop him before he reached the village, but by the time I got there, my mother had already been told."
The rest she remembered with crystal clarity. She'd heard the shouting and had gone to the main hall where they'd all gathered. Fury had been bleeding, but he was still in human form.
Dare had shoved him at their mother. "He's a fucking Wolf, Mum. I saw it."
Bryani had grabbed Fury by the hair. "Tell me the truth. Are you a Katagari?"
Fury's gaze had gone to Angelia's. Pain, shame and torment had shone deep in his eyes. But it was the pleading look there that had taken her breath. He'd silently begged her to stand with him.
"Answer me!" His mother had demanded.
"I'm a wolf."
They'd set on him with a vengeance so fierce that she found it hard to believe that she'd ever taken part in it. But there, in that moment. . .
She was such a fool.
"Will you ever trust me again?" she asked him.
He took her marked palm into his hand. "Do I have a choice?"
"Yes, you do. This only means I can bear your children. It has nothing to do with our hearts."
Fury sighed. No, it didn't. His parents hated one another. Even now all they did was plot each other's murders.
"If you can lay aside your hatred of my kind, I'm willing to forget the past."
Angelia looked around the room. "I will have to live here in your time, won't I?"
"Do you really think you can go home wearing the mark of a Katagari?"
He was right. They'd destroy her.
Fury stepped away from her. "You have three weeks to decide if you can live with me."
"I don't need three weeks, Fury. I agreed to den down with you, and so I have. I will even bond with you."
Anger sparked in his eyes at her suggestion. "No, you won't. I have too many enemies who want me dead. I won't bond your life force to mine. It's too dangerous."
She laughed. "You have enemies? What was that lion tessera that just left? Who were they after?" She cupped his face in her hands. "You and I should have had a lifetime together already. I allowed my stupidity to rob us of four hundred years. I don't want to lose another minute of being with you."
"You didn't feel that way twenty-four hours ago."
"You're right. But you've opened my eyes. What Dare is trying to do is wrong. I can't believe I've ruined that poor lion's life. God, how I wish I could go back and shove Dare when he fired the gun so that he'd miss."
Fury's face went stark white. "Dare killed an unarmed lion?"
"No, that was the jackal. Dare shot the one who lived." "And your part in all this?"
"Stupid onlooker who thought she was going to make the world safe for other little girls so that they wouldn't have to watch their family get eaten. I didn"t realize that I was fighting for the monsters and not against them."
Fury sighed. "Dare's not a monster. He's just an insecure asshole who wanted his mother to love him."
"And what about you?"
"I was an insecure asshole who knew he could never get too close to his mother for fear she'd smell the wolf on him and kill him."
She pulled him into her arms to kiss his lips. "Mate with me, Fury."
"You're a bossy thing, aren't you?"
"Only when there's something I want." She looked at the bed. "Shouldn't we get naked?"
He put his hands on her arms and held her back. "We have to settle this first. I want to make sure that you're mating with me out of choice and not out of fear."
"Don't you think I'm smart enough to know the difference?"
"I'm the one who has to be sure of your motivation."
Because he still didn't trust her. The sad thing was, she couldn't blame him. "Very well then. How do we end this?"
"I think I have an idea."
Angelia sat downstairs with Fang sniffing at her hand.
"No wonder he was acting so weird. The bastard's mated."
"Fang!" Bride snapped at him. "Leave the poor woman alone, or at least congratulate her."
"On what? Being mated to Fury seems like a nightmare to me."
There was a time Angelia would have agreed. Strange how she no longer did. "Your brother is a wonderful wolf."
Bride smiled approvingly.
"So where is lover-wolf, anyway?"
"He said he was going to see a friend about getting the lions off my trail."
Fang's face blanched.
"What?" Angelia asked, immediately scared by his reaction.
"Fury doesn't have any friends."
Why would he have lied to her? Dear gods, what was he doing? "Then where is he?"
The question had barely left her lips before Vane appeared. He glared at her before he turned to Fang. "I need you at the Omegrion. Now."
Fang frowned. "What's going on?"
"Fury has turned himself in as the one who maimed the lion."
Angelia shot to her feet. "What?!"
"You heard me! Stupid idiot. I've been summoned by Savitar who asked me to bring any witnesses who can testify to his innocence."
Fang cursed. "Where was he when it happened?"
"I don't know."
Fang shot to his feet. "I'm going."
They started to leave.
"Don't forget me." Angelia moved to stand in front of Vane.
Vane hesitated.
Fang gave him a stern look. "She's his mate, V. Let her come."
Nodding, he took her with them to Savitar's island and into the chamber room where the Omegrion met and decided the laws that governed all lycanthropes. All her life, Angelia had heard stories about this place. Never had she thought to see it.
Here the Regis, one representative for each branch of the Katagaria and Arcadians, met. It was amazing to her that they didn't fight. But then that was why Savitar was here.
More like a referee, Savitar held the final fate of all of them in his hands. The only problem was no one really knew what Savitar was. Or even where he came from.
"Where's Fury?" she asked Vane.
"I don't know."
"Are all the members here?"
He scanned the group. "All but Fury."
Before she could ask another question, she felt a ripple of power behind her. Turning, she found an unbelievably gorgeous man there. At least six-feet-eight, he had long dark hair and a goatee. Dressed in surf clothes, he eyed her suspiciously.
"You have your witnesses, Wolf?" he asked Vane.
"I do."
"Then let's proceed." He walked past the round table where the Omegrion members sat and took a seat on a throne that was set apart.
"Savitar?" she asked Vane.
He nodded.
Damn. He was scary.
Savitar let out a long, exaggerated sigh. "I know everyone here wants to be somewhere else. Trust me. So do I. But for those who haven't heard and you'd have to live under a rock . . ." He looked over to the Arcadian Hawk Regis and hesitated. "Okay, so some of you do, which is why I have to explain this. It appears some of our good Arcadians have created and now used a weapon that can take away your preternatural abilities and lock you into your base form."
Several members sucked their breaths in sharply.
Savitar nodded. "Yeah, it sucks. Two days ago, a couple of bastards decided to go hunting. I have the head of two of the four people responsible." He indicated the lions to his left. "The family of the victim wants the other two. Dead. But tortured first. I can respect that."
"Do we hunt?" Nicolette Peltier asked.
"No. It seems one of those responsible has come forward to turn himself in. He claims he killed the fourth member and doesn't want to run."
"Where is he?" Paris's brother demanded.