Read Vengence of The Cat Men: A Shifter Romance (The Pride Book 3) for Free Online

said.  That was all they needed to hear.
    Mathew took a needle and vial and unwrapped them from their sanitary wrappers, using one of his long claws to tear the paper.  He connected the vial to the end of the needle, and brought it to his furry arm.  Without hesitation he poked it into his vein and watched the dark red blood fill the clear glass.  When he had what he deemed was enough, he removed it from his arm and set the filled vial aside.
    “Jean Luc,” he said, and motioned for him to come to him next.  Jena Luc walked slowly and Alison saw that his tail flicked back and forth as he went.  Mathew took his blood next and sat the matching vial down with the first.  Like students in line the members of the Pride each came to him to give him their tithe in blood, a penance that needed to be paid if they wanted to embrace their newcomer.
    When they had each given a sample Mathew poured each into the beaker, swirling it around until he was confident that they were mixed thoroughly.  He unwrapped a new syringe and filled it with the dark blood.  He looked expectantly at Alison.
    “I would normally never do this at night, when the change is already happening.  It is better to do it during the day so you can change with the Pride naturally at night,” he explained.
    “What will happen if we do it now?” she asked him.
    Mathew considered his response before answering.
    “As the blood mixes with yours you will feel it almost instantly.  Your body will change to its new form and will stay that way until morning.  You will be confused, and probably be overcome with sensations.  Everything will be easier to see, to feel, to sense.”
    “It’s not something that can be explained, really,” Jacob added.
    “I understand,” she said, not truly understanding but knowing she would soon enough.
    “You will need to be undressed, your body will tear through these clothes,” Samuel said, almost apologetically.  She smiled even if it was a little forced and began to take off her clothing.  Once she was down to her underwear she paused and saw that they were all looking at her hungrily.  When these men were changed into their feral forms they had a harder time controlling the most basic urges.
    There could be nothing for it, and she unfastened her bra to toss it onto the little pile of clothes she had made.  Her panties slid off and she stepped out of them, kicking them aside to stand naked in front of the seven beasts.
    She extended her arm to Mathew.  Finding her vein, he slid in the needle and depressed the plunger.  Alison forced herself not to jerk back as the metal pricked her skin, feeling a little queasy at the sight of the blood.
    Suddenly she felt like the room had fallen out from under her.  She stumbled, but was held safe by the clawed hands of the men around her.  They lowered her to the floor of the ship and watched as her body shivered.
    An awareness of her surroundings dawned on her like never before.  She could hear the beating hearts of each man around her, quick and strong.  She could hear the lapping waves as they slapped against the side of the ship.  The floor was cold on her back and she could sense every inch of it where it touched her.
    She could also smell the ship around her.  It painted an almost three dimensional map inside her mind of where each man crouched beside her.  The smell of the past crew of the ship lingered as well, something she had not noticed in her human form.  The light that came from the portholes had seemed so dim before now provided amble light to see even the far corners of the room.
    Her skin felt itchy and she raised her arms in front of her face to see that thick, soft hair was sprouting from them, from her entire body.  A wriggling sensation came from the below the small of her back and she knew that she was growing her cat tail.  Touching her tongue to her teeth she almost bit herself on the sharp fangs she now had.
    “Alison, can you understand