Thursday, 1 October 2015

Thursday Taster - Pandora 33

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Russel rode ahead of his brother. Even though he had described the image he had seen, a dwarven village with a Princess trapped in death-sleep, Marcus had no drive to find her. If Russel didn't lead him right to the prize, his brother would never claim it. It hadn't helped that he needed to scour the dwarf lands to find the Princess.
That brought up another concern. He would have to make sure his brother took the Princess before she fought or fled, as Pandora had. Perhaps this hadn't been the best idea . Well, she would be released at some point anyway. Whether she ran then or now made little difference.
Seeing the girl lying out like a corpse caused a reaction in Russel he hadn't expected. He remembered, in vivid detail, Pandora lying in her bed with her golden hair sprayed across her pillow. He remembered kissing her and giving the breath that woke her. But most distracting, he remembered her small moans, the way her chest rose and fell, the blush that crept down her cheeks and across her chest. He had never been with the same woman twice, never recalled one over another. Now, he could think of nothing but Pandora.
“The bean?” Marcus asked, breaking Russel from his fascination.
“Oh, yeah. This one first.” Russel gave him the bean, but Marcus hadn't gone more than a few steps before dwarves surrounded them, dark and shrunken.
“What are you doing?” a female asked.
“I'm here to wake her,” Marcus answered boldly. More boldly than Russel would have expected. Perhaps their father was making headway turning Marcus into a leader.
The dwarves opened a path and Marcus looked down on the Princess, really seeing her for the first time.
She didn't seem remarkable to Russel. Obviously raised indoors, her pale skin was a sharp contrast with the dwarves, but she was only slightly fairer tha Marcus. Her glossy black hair shone in the sun, but no more lustrous than other ladies, not as brilliant as Pandora's. Despite being less than impressive to Russel, she obviously won Marcus' admiration, moving him to kiss her.
Russel grabbed his elbow before he did, pinching the arm holding the bean.
Marcus gave a small shake and lifted his fist to his mouth.

Wednesday, 30 September 2015

#MidWeekTease Alpha Shifter Seductions - Not Your Bitch #BBW #Paranormal #BoxSet #99cents

Alpha Shifter Seductions, on sale now, features your favorite NYT, USA Today, International Bestselling and Award Winning Authors bringing you a scorching***ALL NEW*** book collection of never-before-seen page turners filled to bursting with seductive shifters. These hot Alphas will seduce you as you follow dragons, wolves, big cats,and other shifters behind closed doors and between the sheets toward that happily ever after every romantic at heart secretly craves.
Today I have a tease from my contribution, Not Your Bitch.

The autumn day was sunny and warm, probably one of the last ones before the snow came. Zoe closed her eyes to listen to the rustling leaves, and the birds in the trees in the ravine behind the house.
When she opened them, Linc was standing a few feet away. She took a step back in surprise.
“I didn't want to interrupt,” he said with a smile. “You looked so happy.” He crossed the intervening space in two strides, his hand cupping her cheek and head. She was sure he was going to kiss her again.
He didn't. His eyes scoured her face and held her gaze when he finished. “I wish I could feel that serene. You looked...” He searched for the word. “Complete.”
She smiled and lowered her eyes. If he stared any more closely, he’d know exactly what she was thinking, what she’d been imagining a moment ago. He tipped her chin back up with his free hand.
“Please, don't be afraid to look at me.”
Her heart pounded in her chest and her stomach threatened to fly away with the birds and butterflies racing in it. “I-I'm not afraid.”
He narrowed his eyes. “I think you're lying.”
“No, I'm just not ready. Your eyes…” she trailed off and was compelled to touch him. Her hand rested on his face, his angular cheekbone, the stubble on his jaw. “It feels like you're going to eat me alive.”
She trembled when he growled at her. It wasn't angry, it was hungry, like he really would eat her.
“I could devour you,” he told her. His hands moved down, one on her lower back, the other lower. The butterflies turned into bats or birds; doubly fast and huge. “I would gobble you up like the big bad wolf.”
Her trembling intensified and her knees turned to jelly. A wolf. Hadn’t she imagined him pulling her down like prey? Unlike when Elliot was predatory, she wanted to succumb to Linc’s hunger.

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Alpha Shifter Seductions Release #paranormal #shifter #boxset #99cents #newrelease

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These hot Alphas will seduce you as you follow dragons, wolves, big cats, and other shifters behind closed doors and between the sheets toward that happily ever after every romantic at heart secretly craves.
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At First Sight (Book One of Kitsune's Raven) by Phoenix Johnson

She's a Fox. He's a Raven. From opposing sides of a shifter clan war, their relationship is against the rules...but nothing is sweeter than forbidden fruit.
When Kitsune returns home for a fireworks festival, she doesn't expect to run into Karasu, a handsome young man with a smile that melts her heart and dampens her panties. Their attraction is instant, their love bright and hot.When she discovers he's from an enemy clan, and a Raven shifter, she fights her instincts and the clan laws to be with the one she loves.
Will their love be the balm to heal the rift between the two clans? Or will it spark an all-out war?

The Claiming by Lashell Collins
Xander Salvador knows he's destined to be Alpha of the Woods Canyon Pack. He’s felt it in his soul his entire life, even through the taunting and ridicule he’s suffered over the disgrace of how his parents died. But the Claiming is drawing near. The ancient, and some say barbaric practice, where the strong and worthy males battle for the right to be Big Dog often ends in death. And in order to join the battle and step into his destiny, Xander must first claim the heart of his chosen mate, Antonia Montgomery.

Toni doesn’t have time for love. She’s driven to take the reins of her ailing father’s company and prove that she can keep it on top. Her eccentric aunt’s tales of werewolves and bizarre mating rituals have no bearing on her life. Until she’s bitten by a wolf one night and her safe, structured world begins to spiral out of control. Now, strange things are happening to her body. And the mysterious, sexy man who always seems to be watching has her wondering if her aunt’s wild tales could be true.

Savage by Kim Faulks
The transition from woman to wolf is a right of passage, one hidden in secrecy and terrified whispers of those females left behind. Not all who transition live to warn the others, and so the female population in the packs dwindle. Trapped by the call of the moon and her own body’s yearning to mate,Mia does the only thing she knows—run. Can she survive when her scent sends the males in her pack into a frenzy? Or will two unlikely Alphas show her that both pain and pleasure are two sides of the same coin?
My feet slipped on the sodden leaves, so I ended up crawling more than I walked. Rough branches slapped my face as I grabbed branch after branch, using fallen trees to pull myself up the steep incline. Fallen trees gave me something to hold onto. My heaving breaths were white in the cold air, burning my chest and stealing the moisture from my mouth. The sirens faded behind me. I dared not turn around. That place was no longer my home. Those I left behind weren’t my people.
 My steps speared through sunken holes, jarring my ankles and knees. I slid backward more distance than I gained as I raced for the peak. A howl ripped through the air. The faint sound brought tears to my eyes.
Not a dog.
A wolf.

Love Like Wings by Amy Lee Burgess
Dragon shifter Sebastian knows the value of things but no one can put a price on Alexa, the woman he knows is his mate. He has three days to convince her they belong together or he will lose her forever. Can he overcome Alexa’s pride in time?

Claiming His Mate by Bethany Shaw
Erik hasn't stopped thinking about Lexi since he was forced to leave town three years ago. When he returns, he is devastated to learn that Lexi has moved on. It’s for the best. Wolves don’t mate with humans. But there is something about Lexi that keeps drawing him in. Will he be able to claim her for his own?Or has he lost his chance for good?

Complication by Elle Thorne
Bootilicious Laken Araya has to serve as a judge in the equivalent of a shifter Supreme Court. No problem right? Until the one presenting the case is a one-night stand she never should have had.

Polar bear shifter Malachi—Ky—Romanoff is in a hell of a position. He’s representing the petitioner in front of a woman who was butt-naked in a reverse cow-girl the last time he saw her. He couldn’t even find the memorable woman because they’d never exchanged names. And now he can’t talk to her outside the confines of the case.

When the Snow Flies by Kiki Howell
On a spiritual journey to heal after a tragic accident, Anna thought the worst that could happen while walking in a labyrinth was to be taken by a stranger. A human stranger. Little did she know her meditation would capture the attention of dragons.

Unbroken by Fiona Steele
A woman who belongs to another. . .

All her life Emma Pearce only wanted one thing—to live amongst the magnificent winged steeds known as the Pegasi — even if it means accepting a ring from a man she’ll never love. When a storm sinks their ship and tosses her ashore on a remote island, she finds herself torn between two men, both dark strangers who’ve been battling for centuries.

A wounded king. . .

Davian Belmarric, once king of the free Pegasi, allowed himself to be imprisoned on a remote island with his mortal enemy, the leader of the serpent shifters, the Belleros. Despite torment by his foe, he takes refuge in the knowledge that his sacrifice saved the Pegasi from extinction. But when a shipwrecked young woman brings news of the greater world, he discovers his sacrifice might have been in vain . . .

A battle for her heart

Davian never cared about escaping the island or even surviving—until Emma’s arrival awakens in him a savage need. When his enemy suggests a contest to end their conflict and decide who will leave and who will stay, Davian fears his need to win will cost Emma her life.

Not Your Bitch by Angelica Dawson
Zoe doesn’t like being Elliot’s bitch, but doesn’t think she can do better. Linc is bound to prove her wrong, by making her his bitch, his mate.
“You are beautiful.” To make his point, Linc traced her upturned nose.
Zoe's eyes drooped sleepily. “You're just saying that.”
His glow went out like a snuffed candle. “You are,” he insisted.
“Yeah, really sexy,” she said with unveiled sarcasm, patting at the ring of flesh around her middle.
Linc ran his fingers down her side, over her belly, under her breasts, and over her breasts. He imagined drawing on her skin, shading all the curves to give them depth.
“I am just saying it,” he said at last and her eyes went wide in his peripheral vision. He continued to follow his finger, dark, on her pale marble skin. “I'm saying it without promises, without strings, without my own reasons. Just saying it.”

Ngyong's Tiger by Melissa Bell
Ngyong is a secret part of Japanese Folk Law - He is the last of his line,and his family's tales of the 'Legend of the Fox' will die along with him. He is resolved in his decision to never take a mate.
Savannah is Ngyong's new neighbor, she's beautiful, curvy in all the right places and she likes what she sees on the other side of the fence. She has her own secrets, ones that could get them both killed.
It's impossible to outrun your fate, especially when it's all claws and Legend.
(Five Brothers Series Spin-Off)

Changeling's Revenge by DJ Shaw

Peyton Milne had grown up feeling like she was different from everyone else. She’d always been able to do things, sense things, others couldn’t. When she turned twenty, her mother told her something every person fears; she wasn’t a Milne and never had been. She wasn’t even human. She was Fae; a Changeling – the only good news, a unique type since she’d survived to adulthood.Now Peyton is on a mission to find her Fae family and find out why she was left out in the human world to die. And for that she was going to need some help. Enter Basil, a shifter with a chip on his shoulder and banishment under his belt.With this kind of fire-power backing her, she hoped her family had a really good answer to her question.
Peyton stood and positioned herself between the two men when she saw Basil tense like he was getting ready to pounce on their visitor, “Excuse me, gentlemen. Remember me?”
The men looked at her, making her feel overexposed, “Yeah, hi. While I’m sure you boys would like nothing better than to beat the shit out of each other, Basil here and I were just leaving so that we could discuss some important, and rather delicate, business in private. Besides that, I happen to like this establishment and would prefer not to frighten the owners and patrons. How about we take this outside?”

Thursday, 24 September 2015

Thursday Taster - Pandora 32

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Jack, it happened, raised pulse crops. He had a diary barn, which struck Russel as odd because there was no livestock. Row after row of beans, peas and lentils grew in a fenced field that must have been a pasture. Russel was tempted to wander the field and find what he needed on his own, but it wouldn't be wise to disgruntle the person most likely know know when he had found the right thing.
Knocking at the door, Russel was greeted first with a honk, then a shushing, and finally a man dressed too well to be a mere farmer. The goose, which Russel assumed must be the source of honking, wasn't in the entry.
“Can I help you?” Jack asked, not opening the door more than a crack.
“I hope so. I'm Prince Russel and I'm looking for a bean that can break a sleeping curse.”
Jack stepped out of his house, closing the door behind him. More muted honking came from inside. “Let's see,” he said, striding toward the field. “I think I have one. Do you know what it looks like?” he asked. “I only know it through rumour, and couldn't guarantee I chose what you need.”
Russel followed Jack into his field and was impressed at the variety of beans. “What do you do with them all?” he asked.
Jack looked around the field and then back at Russel. “I sell them, of course.”
“But why so many types?”
Jack hunched his shoulders and started walking again. “I'm known as an expert, so people come with specific requests, like yours.”
Russel nodded, but still didn't quite believe. “Are you looking for a bean, too?” he asked.
Jack stopped dead. He didn't face Russel, but straightened, his head now slightly higher than Russel's. “I am looking for beans that I don't have.” Then he relaxed slightly. “For instance, if I don't have your bean cure, I would be very grateful to acquire a few when you do find it.”
Russel nodded. That did make sense. “It was brown green and had a dusty texture to it.”
“Not particularly descriptive,” Jack replied. “Most of these are brown or green, and anything not fresh is somewhat mealy. Here, try this one,” He plucked a pod from a branch that was woody, more of a tree than a bean stalk.
Russel broke the pod and popped one of the beans in his mouth. “Close. Very close. The one I had was dried, so this might be the same one.
“Let's check another,” Jack suggested, walking to the end of the same row. He pulled another pod from a shrubby plant. “Try this.”
Russel tasted the bean again. “They're so similar,” he complained. “How do you tell them apart?”
“Practice,” Jack replied. “Do you need more? I can grab you a couple pods from each and you can try both. At least, I assume your sleeping victim won't be going anywhere if you pick the wrong one.” He grinned and so did Russel, imagining it.
“No, that's true. What do I owe you?”
Jack gave a hefty price, but not completely unreasonable. It was more than worth it for Russel who handed over the gold without haggling. That made Jack frown. He probably thought he should have asked for more.
“Good luck finding your bean,” Russel told him, heading back to the castle.
“Thank you.”

Wednesday, 23 September 2015

#MidWeekTease - Alpha Shifter Seductions - Changeling's Revenge by D.J. Shaw @authordjshaw #shifter #paranormal

In anticipation of the release of Alpha Shifter Seductions, a paranormal box set of sexy original stories, I have the pleasure of sharing a tease from Changeling's Revenge by D.J. Shaw.

Alpha Shifter Seductions is available for preorder now and will release on September 29th. 
Basil was pissed! He knew that his brother, Rodion, had been lurking around the last few months but he hadn’t been able to prove it. Well it looked like he had now.
“What the Hell are you doing topside, bro? I thought you hated humans,” Basil demanded as he stood.
Rodion gave Basil his signature smartass grin as he sarcastically replied, “Making sure that you’re keeping your nose clean. Boss wasn’t sure you’d be able to keep your ass in check and it seems that he was right.”
The two men glared at each other as Basil spoke, “Well, I guess it’s a good thing you got here when you did then because the Devil knows I’m incapable of keeping myself out of trouble.”
Rodion chuckled, “That pretty much sums it up.”
Peyton stood and positioned herself between the two men when she saw Basil tense like he was getting ready to pounce on their visitor, “Excuse me, gentlemen. Remember me?”
The men looked at her, making her feel overexposed, “Yeah, hi. While I’m sure you boys would like nothing better than to beat the shit out of each other, Basil here and I were just leaving so that we could discuss some important, and rather delicate, business in private. Besides that, I happen to like this establishment and would prefer not to frighten the owners and patrons. How about we take this outside?”
Basil gave Peyton an embarrassed grin, “You’re right, of course. I would love nothing more than to beat the Hell out of my brother. But I know that you and I have business to discuss, and that must come first.”
He looked over at Rodion and gestured to the front door of the diner, “After you, big brother.” Rodion looked over his shoulder at the door Basil had gestured too and shrugged, “Sure, I don’t mind leading the way, little brother. But you know how much I love to be in the lead.”
Peyton followed Rodion, making sure to keep herself between the brothers. She didn’t have any siblings so watching the dynamic between the two men was something new to her. She only hoped that they would be able to keep their urges in check until they all made it outside.
“Thank you, kind sir,” Peyton said with a smile to Rodion as she walked through the door he held open.

Born and raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico in 1977, DJ Shaw was 17 before she was able to see most of the United States. When she was 17, she decided to join the fair, traveling with them to Texas, Oklahoma, and Louisiana. Once the fair arrived in Lake Charles, DJ had decided it was time to go home, that she had had enough of traveling with the fair. She much rather preferred to sit around writing, or even telling, the lives of the people who lived in her head. She had been good at story-telling from the time she was about ten, when she scared herself so bad with her story of the Boogey-man that she couldn’t move off her bed. Her siblings would come to her for their scare fix, because they knew she could come up with something on the spot.
Having found what she loved to do at an early age, she continued to write down her stories and any poetry that came into her head. She had stacks upon stacks of notebooks filled with her work. Her love of horror movies made her stories that much more chilling.
When she’s not writing, she’s listening to music, supporting her favorite adopted brother and his band “Traveler in Pain”, playing with her five children, spending time with her husband of seven years or watching horror movies in the middle of the night just for the scare factor.

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Monday, 21 September 2015

Cheerleaders In Heat @SexyMuffyWilson @LaurenceChrissy #erotica #sports #cheerleaders

Muffy Wilson  and  Chrissy Laurence


Miami Rattlers Cheerleader Cherie Redd is exquisitely beautiful, athletic, and very, very lonely. Romance: a puzzling phenomenon she figured had something to do with guys' fear of rejection or lack of self-confidence because they just didn't have what it takes to win someone like Cherie.
Titillatingly sexy and breathtakingly beautiful, Cherie and her other cheerleading friends often spent their lonely Saturday nights lamenting their beauty and available just for the asking. The prettiest single women around: lonely, loveless and forlorn.
Frustrated by too many quiet nights at home or with other cheerleaders, Cherie was oh-so-eager for romance and a man to seduce her lavishly. She wanted to feel what a real orgasm in the arms of an adoring man was like once again. So, she tucked her vibrator away and took to the Internet. Cherie had no clue how rapidly the seduction would begin or where her life would careen as a result. Painfully naive and overwhelmed by admirers before her spinning head cleared, Cherie was learning things her momma never even knew enough to warn her about.
Follow Cherie and her friends as their sexual scoreboards light up brighter than in any stadium as their downward spiral introduces them to hot ménage sex, perversion and degradation.
Or does it?

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As the evening darkened into night, the lights of Miracle Mile slowly came on, one-by-one, to welcome the late comers to the Strip. They were clearly interested in one another, their eyes locked in a magnetic embrace. Her emerald eyes lost their golden flecked luster to a dark, nighttime desire, matching Juan’s. Their hands touched often, fingertips communicating the messages lovers speak that only they can hear. Cherie, thinking the better of the two with the most to lose, excused herself to the ladies room.

There was a fiery feeling building up a steam that needed expression and release. In the restroom stall, Cherie raised her dress and put her hand up her thigh. She moved her red thong out to the side as she searched for her honey spot, now wet and eager. She knew this would not take long; so much emotion had burned through her already tonight.  Her head relaxed to the wall and she began to finger herself rapidly as she thought about Juan holding his cigar and the size of his hands. God, but he was handsome, tall and virile. She wondered about his cock. Was he circumcised or did he have a turtleneck sweater? She smiled and released a slight giggle. Was he long, thin, short, thick, wide and flat, bushy or trimmed?  How did he smell: like a warm musky forest after a light rain or like boot leather? Did he like briefs or boxers?  Oh, God, maybe a thong… Oh God, oh God, maybe he was wearing a thong now, or nothing! She could feel the earlier tension redirecting energy to her clit as she became more and more aroused at the thought of Juan’s cock.  She was adept at fingering herself and she wasted no energy now.  She began to moan and move with the rhythm of her hand and fingers.  She released her neck muscles and her head rolled from shoulder to shoulder.  She could feel it all over now, everywhere.  She was electrified, getting wetter with each stroke. Damn, she wished she had her finger vibrator, but she only carried it when she travelled. She would have to rethink that strategy another time.

She moaned, gyrated, clinched and quivered.  She moved in harmony with her passion, with the ebb and flow of her pulse. Her eyes closed floating in the image of Juan, and then she raised her foot to the seat in the stall.  She spread her legs giving her hand full open access: oh, what a vision she must have been.  She was hot, looked sublime, and coming soon in her red silk undies.  Her thong and garter belt pushed aside, she tormented her clit and pussy.  Aware that people looked at her as if they wanted her made her feel better and gave her an emotional edge. She pretended Juan was looking at her now in the same way.

She began to come in her hand: two fire-red tipped fingers plunged inside of her pussy and her red-tipped thumb found the pink pearl of her existence.  She worked herself into frenzied hot passion as she imagined Juan kissing her, holding her breasts, pinching her nipples, bending to suck her aureole and bite her nipples.  Her hardened nipples stretched and made an appearance under her tight fully
fitted dress.  God!  Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God and she released a moan with her breath as she gripped her thighs tightly together, pushed, quivered, contracted and came.  She stood like that for a few seconds then relaxed as she rotated her head and released her neck muscles.  She felt like a new woman: a woman that knew she should be headed home before her quality time with the man at hand, Juan, turned into quality debauchery. 

Cherie emerged from the ladies’ room looking like a redheaded goddess, to Juan’s eye. It was a wonder to him what women could do to themselves in a few short minutes to freshen up.  Begging the late hour and an early call tomorrow, Cherie left after the next glass of wine and a penetrating kiss promised more to come.

Chrissy Laurence is the cousin of Best Selling mystery writer C.K.Laurence. Chrissy has always wanted to write, but until her dear friend Muffy encouraged her to do so, she kept the manuscript she had started tucked away without moving forward.
Thrilled with the opportunity to collaborate, she forwarded her manuscript to Muffy. It turned out that the two women were a perfect team and the result of Chrissy and Muffy's work is CHEERLEADERS IN HEAT...
Yours to read and enjoy—thoroughly!
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Muffy, author of erotic, romantic novels and stories about love, sex, hope and passion, was born in San Antonio, Texas, to traditional parents. With two older brothers, she was the youngest, the family "princess," indulged and pampered. She adored her older brothers, following them everywhere and was surrounded by love, stimulation, and pets. Her father was a career Colonel and pilot in the U.S. Air Force which required the family to travel extensively. The family lived in most points between Alaska and France. Muffy spent her formative years in Europe and came of age in France.Returning from France with her family, Muffy finished high school in Northern California and attended the University of California at Davis and majored in Business Management. She entered the work force, independent with a fierce work ethic, and retired at 39 from IBM as a Mid-West Regional Director in the Real Estate and Construction Division. She and her husband moved to a small Island in northern Wisconsin where they owned a historic one hundred year old tavern, restaurant and resort business which they since have sold.They now live a charmed life by the water in SW Florida. Muffy pretends to be a serious real estate business person but, in real life, indulges her private interest writing sexy stories and sensual literotica.

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Thursday, 17 September 2015

Thursday Tasters: Pandora 31

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Before setting out, Russel informed his father of what he had seen, both his princess and the other.
“And you are sure it is real? It could be a trap laid by her and the witch.”
Russel shook his head. “It's too...ordinary. Half the time they aren't doing anything. I don't think they intend for me to be able to see them.”
King Gowan rubbed his chin. “And you think the second princess might be suitable for Marcus?”
“It doesn't hurt to try, does it? He can come with me and if everything fails, he can still come back and marry a woman you choose.”
Gowan nodded, considering. “Why haven't you already left, then?” he asked
“I need something to wake the girl. The witch had a bean that was the antidote, but I don't know what sort or where she gets them.”
Gowan stroked his chin again. “I might have a solution to that.” He rose and called in one of his advisers. “Please take Prince Russel to see Jack. If anyone has seen your magic bean, it'll be him.”
Gowan turned back, focusing on the women at the edge of court who made eyes at their king. “Let me know when you are ready to set out,” he muttered, stalking like a cat toward prey.