Mira stood staring into the darkness of the cave, her white shift blowing slightly in the breeze. She was average in all ways. She had average brown hair, average brown eyes, average weight, average height, average intelligence, and average bravery. She was just average. She had been dreading this moment since she had watched the first of her sisters commit to the path. She was the last of this generation. Mira wasn't sure if it was better to have lived a longer life dreading what would come or if it would have been better to have died first and lose what little time she had been given.The ceremony was almost over. He was inside the cave waiting for her.She had him pictured as some kind of vicious, desperate creature. The druids had kept him around for centuries and she could hear the lessons she had been taught since she was a child running through her head. Mira had even helped to teach the new generation of girls about him. She went over the lessons in her head as she waited for the high priestess to be done with her speech.Rillan Tiernay was created to protect and serve the circle. He was a guardian, an assassin, and a vampire. Each generation a group of girls was picked to be sacrificed to his thirst. This was his condition for his loyalty. He had come to despise what he was, but his self preservation instinct was too strong for him to kill himself. Each girl given to him was there to feed him until she died or asked him to kill her. Then she was replaced by another. Once she was sent into the caves she could not leave and only came to the gateway to collect the supplies that the druids left nightly. Rillan left only when there was an assignment from the druids. Every girl who entered the cave believes that maybe she will be different. Perhaps she won't want to die. Most last several months. The longest was ten years. The girl who had gone before Mira had lasted three weeks.Mira looked up from her thoughts to find that the high priestess had stopped speaking, and everyone was waiting for Mira to finish the ceremony. They were patient and stood quietly. Mira didn't know how long they had waited for her to realize it was her turn. Now as she looked around she was more afraid of what was to happen to her then she had thought she would be. The lessons were all so cut and dry; so matter of fact. This is what they had to do to survive. If not for Rillan their circle would have been found, and they would have been destroyed long ago. The sacrifices were all voluntary. The girls went to him as a service to their people. She couldn't stop her mind from churning.

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"What the fuck! I ain't gay!" "Oh," Lonnie said with surprise. "I'm sorry. I didn't know." Brandon's fists balled up tight, angry that the boy, first of all, assumed that he was gay and then was actually surprised to hear that he wasn't. "Why the fuck would you think that? You're lucky I'm a nice guy. Anyone else would kick your ass for saying something like that." "You're right. I'm sorry. I thought you liked me... that way." Brandon balked. "Well, I don't!" "I can see that." Lonnie's eyes drifted down to Brandon's crotch for just a split second before his lip curled in a little smirk. Brandon almost went ballistic. The little fucker was checking out his meat! What the fuck! Then he realized that his cock was nearly fully hard, creating a large and noticeable bulge in his snug and faded blue jeans pointing towards his hip. He backed up towards the door. "Listen here, cupcake," Brandon growled. Lonnie's mouth fell open at the insult and he was about to retort, but Brandon interrupted. "I ain't no fuckin' fag." His voice got louder and he grew angrier with each second, spittle flying out of his mouth. "You're all coming on to me... sitting all close... with your..." He motioned his hand over Lonnie's body, "...your tight shirt and... long hair... you look like a fucking girl!" Brandon stepped closer and balled his hands into fists. "I outta beat the shit out of you!" Lonnie pushed his hair back behind his ear and swallowed nervously. He pulled his legs up and wrapped his arms around his knees. "I said I was sorry," he whispered. The playfulness was gone and he looked genuinely frightened of Brandon as his body started to tremble. Brandon almost apologized. That he was scaring the little man-made him sick to his stomach. He pushed it aside and snapped, "You got four days, then I want you out of here."

The Alphas of each team had been called to attend, and after being told their orders he was introduced to Tom. Ironic name for a cat really.He couldn't forget the instant charge that went through his body when their eyes met, nor the warmth when they shook hands. The meeting had been brief but had left him with far too many unfulfilled fantasies that came to him in the middle of the night. 'Why did he have to be a bloody cat?' he thought. Worse still, one he was going to have to work with and not let his feelings show. He could just imagine the horror on the other Alpha's face if he found out he had been the star of Sam's wet dreams of late.Sam had long ago resigned himself to never having a mate, but it annoyed him more than it should when Tilly reminded him about his lack of one. He didn't believe that he would find a man that he could have that close connection with, and having tried a few brief relationships he was more sure it wouldn't happen for him. Even less likely was the idea that he would find another Were to share his life with. Not that his illogical side didn't wish for it, but he tried to keep that under control. He couldn't help wondering and imagining himself with Tom though, and it scared him. He needed to be focussed on work, not hoping for things that could never happen.