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nothing more than that,” he said, his voice
strained from unfulfilled desire.
    Wren wrapped her hand around his hard cock and stroked up
and down. Ryder groaned, thrusting into her grip. It wouldn’t take much to make
him come. Her climax had almost made him lose control. It had been through
sheer force of will he’d held his orgasm back. He wanted to be deep inside her
pussy when he finally let go.
    Not wanting to wait any longer, Ryder shifted so he lay on
top of Wren with his hips between her spread legs. His shaft brushed against
her slick opening. He lifted himself onto his bent arms and pushed the very tip
inside her. The feel of her warm, welcoming body closing around him had him
almost rolling his eyes to the back of his head.
    “Ryder!”
    The deep male voice boomed around them, causing both Ryder
and Wren to stiffen and lie still. Ryder looked around the clearing and spotted
his ancestor, the sentinel’s first shaman, standing at the tree line, watching
them.
    Ryder pushed himself off Wren, and with a thought, dressed
them both. They rose to their feet as his ancestor walked closer. This was new.
He’d never shown up in one of Ryder’s dreams before. He usually communicated
with him by bringing on a vision while Ryder was awake. Ryder hoped his
appearance didn’t mean he’d broken that one dictate about no sex. Dream
lovemaking shouldn’t count.
    Once his ancestor stood in front of them, he gazed at Wren,
then smiled. “She is not like the others. A true mix of the old and new.”
    “This is Wren. Capac turned her.”
    His ancestor set his gaze on Ryder. “You have finally
achieved the first step to gaining your full powers.”
    “How?”
    The first shaman didn’t answer Ryder’s question. Instead, he
said, “It’s time.”
    He took a step closer to Ryder, then placed his hand on the
center of Ryder’s chest. It glowed, and Ryder felt a surge of something tear
through his body, sinking into all of his cells. He let out a surprised shout
but found himself unable to move away. The sensation intensified, bringing with
it more than a little pain.
    Ryder couldn’t stop himself from bellowing with his
discomfort. As if from far away, he heard Wren calling his name. He couldn’t
answer her. It felt as if his insides were being ripped apart, then made anew.
    The last thing he saw and heard was Wren trying to pull his
ancestor’s hand off his chest as she begged him to stop. His world went black
after that.

Chapter Four
     
    Tanner, the leader of the dark wolves, jerked awake. He
looked around his room inside his pack’s hideaway. Nothing appeared out of
place, nor was there anyone there. He was about to dismiss it as nothing and
lie back down again when he felt what he could only describe as a “knowing”
take him over.
    He scowled, a quiet growl rumbled out of him. The one person
on Earth he wanted to take out more than anything had a surge in his powers.
Ever since reading Capac’s mind, and learning all about the sentinels’ new
shaman, Tanner had been trying to focus much of his attention on getting rid of
Ryder. Now it appeared the mortal had managed to make himself stronger. Well,
that wouldn’t do. He was already too much of a threat as it was.
    Tanner threw back his covers and walked naked to his desk.
On top of it was the ancient spell book he’d claimed as his own after he’d
taken out his former maker Andre. If the wolf brothers’ shaman had stepped up
his game, it was time Tanner did the same. He’d have to make a concerted effort
to do away with the thorn in his side. Once Ryder and his protection spells
were eliminated, Tanner would concentrate on taking out the sentinels one by
one. The days of him hiding from them were coming to a close.
    He would be the first to make the killing blow, but before
he did that, there was the little inconvenience of freeing two of his pack
members. One of whom was his very own brother. If it had only been Greg,
another member of Brice’s pack