Fox’s Night_A Foxy Reverse Harem Shifter Romance by K. R. Alexander

Author:K. R. Alexander [Alexander, K. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Six Wolves Press
Published: 2019-05-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Before: Day 4

We approached Wind Blink, Cavern, and Bluff, plus Black Ice and Gray Pine in his clan. We made our case as mates, spoke of our commitment, and awaited their judgement. I beamed, holding his hand in both of mine, leaning on him—now many winters ahead in my mind, clearly seeing our four or five kits playing about the lakeshore. So it was less unpleasant than bewildering when the elders objected.

Indeed, I missed what Wind Blink, my great aunt, had to say all together. I had to refocus. “Pardon, elder?”

They paid me no heed, now debating among themselves. Was it true? Yes. Wait, how far back were the generations?

I glanced uncertainly at Black Ice, who watched with narrowed eyes and a set jaw that I’d never seen from him before. He didn’t care what they said. He was prepared to desert the clans if they would not accept us. I had claimed to be as well, but, really, leaving my family? And his? It could not come to that, surely…

The elders never refused a union unless on very good grounds. Which was what was scaring me so much, feeling the warmth and light drain from me like mist burning off the lake on a sunny morning. How could they mean what they seemed to mean?

Gradually, with Wind Blink’s help, I followed the thread of the objection.

My grandam was the half-sister to Black Ice’s grandsire. Half-sister? And grandparents? A full sibling among our parents, making us pure first cousins, of course was not a tolerable match. But distant, partial cousins?

As I grasped the problem and Black Ice’s silent scowl, I spoke up, pointing out similar unions I could think of, noting how few of us there were, how that was not so closely related. Then how Black Ice and I were each strong and healthy—the blood of our two families also strong and independent. There could be little or no grounds for keeping us apart over something like this.

My own family seemed at least to follow, nodding and considering. His sire and Gray Pine, another elder of his clan, appeared less impressed. There were many shaking heads and returned scowls.

“If you feel that strongly about it,” I said, facing the elder Black Ice and still clutching his son’s hand, “there is always the possibility we may not have kits.”

Black Ice stiffened against me. I squeezed tighter. I didn’t mean what I said for a second. Barring direct intervention from Earth Mother, there was simply no possibility that we wouldn’t have kits. Yet I knew how to offer compromise to obstinate elders. As long as we appeared to be understanding and willing to adhere to their laws, there was always time later to shift the tides. What mattered right now was our being together—with permission. Otherwise, we were stepping onto the trail with an already lost hunt.

The elder Black Ice and Gray Pine gave grudging agreement that this would be a solution when it came to close relations ending up mates.

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