Chapter 1
Exile

Kalec lay across his bed lost in thought. He was in love with a vampire, and a man. Both transgressions were punishable by death according to Lycan law. Being the alpha male’s son would save him from that sentence, but he would be disinherited and his lover surely killed if they were discovered. Most would consider this a worse fate. He didn’t notice the creature sneaking up on him until it flew from the shadows and tackled him. Kalec’s body tensed and a reflexive growl escaped his lips. The guttural warning changed to a longing moan as he recognized the muscular lanky form that he grappled with. It was Cecario.

Kalec heard his father's words in his mind ‘You have broken our law and mated with a vampire. I hereby disinherit you. You are to leave the pack at once.’ He could feel the bite of disgust and spittle that rained against his face as though it happened only moments ago.

“What’s wrong?” Cecario knew the long silence. Kalec was thinking of things past and hoped a distraction might pull him from darker thoughts.

“Nothing you need to concern yourself with love.” Kalec shook his head and stared at the wall to avoid Cecario’s intense gaze. His lover could always read his darker moods and he didn’t want to trouble him with another

Kalec pull Cecario on top of him and slid off his jeans. As Kalec plunged his member into the sweet warmth, Cecario moaned and transformed into his true vampiric self. The aura or life’s light seemed to edge every detail as Cecario’s black hair shifted to silver and his sapphire eyes blazed crimson in the darkness. Their love wasn’t a half life, but always the full depth of each others being. That, of course, was full vampire and lycan in love’s sweaty heated embrace.

Later that night as Kalec lay sated next to Cecario, a familiar scent drifted through the air. Someone was in their apartment. He slipped out of bed and crept down to the end of the hallway. Kalec glanced around the corner just in time to see a clawed hand burst from the darkness and clutch his throat.

“Pathetic!” The words were more a growl than the hidden whisper he expected.

He knew the scent, and the guttural hate burned him like never before. It was Shane, an old friend. Kalec gasped with the impact as Shane threw him into the wall. When he looked up he saw his love warding off his attacker. His silver hair draped across his shoulder and seemed to reflect the light as he charged.

Shane grabbed him and pinned him to the wall as a sinister grin curled his lips around his protruding canines. “You look pretty weak vampire.”
Shane’s strangled roar buffeted the walls as Kalec reared back and plunged his razor sharp fangs into his attacker’s shoulder like a coiled viper. Shane’s canine clawed hands impaled Cecario but were wrenched loose as Kalec flung him across the room.

Shane’s eyes widened in surprise but he regained his composure almost instantly. “Just you wait! I will kill you both next time.”

It wasn’t a warning, but more a statement of fact as he turned and crashed through their bedroom window and to the street below.