The next part of my latest project, to be shown exclusively on Patreon here: https://www.patreon.com/bigstories

The Wolves of Kirkney is a new novel I'm currently writing, which will be published by Blackwarren Books, which I work for as a contracted Editor. It is due to be published by the end of 2023, but if you enjoy hot werewolves, murder mysteries, Victorian nobility, snarky vampires, and fantasy action, then I'd love it if you kept your eyes out for this one. The rough draft's first chapters are available for viewing on Patreon for our $5 and $10 patrons, and I'll be uploading new chapters each month. Thank you for giving this a look over, and I hope you'll enjoy this particular story I have to share!

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"No backing out now," she muttered quietly. "Everyone's made such a fuss…" she cut her palm, the sting making her grind her teeth. Duncan grabbed her hand in his and gripped tightly, their blood mingling. This was the moment everyone had been waiting for, and polite applause rippled throughout the crowd. Matthew Curzon clamped his hand atop theirs.

"It is done! Charlotte Galbraith, mate of Duncan Galbraith, mother of James Galbraith, our sister, will hunt with us! May her kills be clean and many, may she run wild and free in night's embrace, and may all that threaten this land fear her howl!" This earned a much more enthusiastic response; Richard Hopkins let out a loud howl, which the others soon imitated- Charlotte fought the compulsion to join in herself, half laughing as all these fine nobles, the cream of the crop of British society, howling and baying at the moon.

"Let the hunt begin!" the elder lord announced, letting go of Duncan and Charlotte's hands. "Well done, both of you," he said in a quieter voice, and Duncan and Charlotte returned to the crowd, now eagerly beginning to split off in preparation.