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guttural growls, and she blinked as she realized that it was wer. The language of the packs.
    She had never been taught the language as her lack of shifting ability made it impossible to understand. It was part of the magic of the shape shifters, and magic was not an ability that she possessed.
    Mel waited for the alphas to finish and then stated, “It is extremely rude to speak in a language that others can’t understand. So what was the verdict?”
    “We decided that you are still a welcome addition to the packs, even with your limited genetic potential.” Alfred announced it with a sneer. He looked almost hostile and she knew it was because of her denouncing her clan obligations.
    “With my mother’s faulty genetics it was a wonder that I have any talents at all.” His mouth opened in shock as he absorbed the insult. No daughter of a beta should dare to speak to him like this. It struck him in his pride. That his child was a daughter of two healthy alphas and had still only the basic talents of a beta was obviously a sore spot.
    “Enough you two. Stop it.” Walther was verbally separating them. The glares darting back and forth across the table were almost visible. “Melissande, thank you for answering our concerns. You will be a wonderful addition to any of the packs, and we hope that the selection of suitors provides you with a suitable spectrum from which to choose.”
    “Thank you, Walther. You have treated me with respect and it is appreciated.” She stood and nodded to the rest. “I am heading out to see what else your clans have to offer aside from their men.”
    The ladies were all grouped around the entrance of the tent, several casting longing glances to some of the other games that were going on.
    Jinx burst out laughing; they were indeed playing fly ball. All the players were already transformed and they had made up teams. It was bizarre to watch them playing in coordinated manoeuvres, tongues lolling as they raced along, caught the ball and then waited for their turn again.
    It was a relay. Wolf after wolf pounced, caught the ball and then ran to deposit it in a barrel on the side nearest the next team member.
    It was hilarious. The ladies herded her to the sidelines and they all had a good laugh as the teams took turns and the final heat resulted in a winner. The Daggerfang team had done well, finishing first in three out of five rounds. The girls with her cheered and it was at that moment that she realized that they were all adults.
    There was not one child at the entire gathering.
    “Where are the kids? My mom told me that at clan gatherings there were always kids.” She asked her group at large, but it was Becs who answered.
    “No one wanted to chance bringing children when there were so many clans represented. It hasn’t happened in years and they decided that kids would be safer away.”
    Mel pondered the testosterone-laden air and agreed that it was a sensible decision.
    After all, the guys were showing up to defend their pack’s honour and to make a good impression on a possible mate. With all those naked muscled men running around it was probably more of an education than children would need.
    If she was honest, it was a little much for her as well.

 
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 8
     
     
    The day finally drew to a close and she was once again shepherded home in the same van she had arrived in. Barbeque had been both lunch and dinner, unsurprising with so many carnivores in the area.
    The heat and the stress were taking their toll on her and she was only too relieved to fall into bed after her entourage had been dropped off at her house.
     
    A wild and uncontrolled heat gripped her. She knew this feeling and yet had never experienced it first hand. Hands cupped her breasts as a mouth trailed kisses down her neck; she tilted her head back and let her body take her over. She wasn’t going to let these sensations get away. This time she would embrace them, and her dream lover,