Summary

Archon Phury Cole or Arch for short hated his life and his father Sterling Cole with a vengeance. Never in his existence has the man has never shown any interest in him that was until now, he was about to turn twenty-one and still hadn’t shifted. Not once in his life, had the man reached out to him, or made any attempt to get to know him. Archon's parents are both shifters; his father was a wolf and his mother was a descendant of a leopard shifter. His parentage isn't unusual; in fact, it was very common. Most were communities were so small that they needed other blood to be able to continue their bloodline. Usually, kids from two different weres are either one or the other, never ever a mixture of both. Unfortunately, Archon didn’t know whether he was a wolf or a leopard, since he never changed when his puberty hit, THE time the change usually hits. It might also be the fact that Archon never had any real interaction with any kind of were in his life until now, and now his change hits and his emotions are all over the place. And what’s with that Riley kid? Why does he smell so God damn good it makes his mouth water and has him popping a woody every time he smells it?

Genre: Romance,Scifi

Author: Wolf_Fire_Ice

Status: Complete

Chapters: 38

Rating: 4.9 (7 reviews)

Age Rating: 18+

Prologue

My name is Archon Phury Cole, yeah I know, I know my name is weird. That is because my mom was so captivated by the characters called Archon by Sherrilyn Kenyon and Phury from the novelist J.R. Ward when she was pregnant with me. I am just glad she didn’t name me anything other than that, there are some weird names besides Archon or Phury, like say Zsadist or Styxx (you say sticks) or something like that.

Now for today’s society it’s not that uncommon to be a were child or have other supernatural blood, what is uncommon is a pure blood human. Those are now the ones behind high fences and tightly guarded, they are mostly regarded as special things: collectables. What puzzled me the most was that I was ordered before continuing college to spend a summer with my dad, the order threw me for a loop.

The thing I hated the most about the order was that I had to obey; I couldn’t refuse or deny it. So here I am, after I sprained my ankle quite badly (mom passed away a few months ago and I moved most of her belongings out of our apartment and returned them to mom’s parents, I had no longer use for them) and have to spend my usual great lazy summer with my dad in a hick town in the middle of nowhere, because unlike my mom, my dad lives with the pack of shifters and the Alpha King. Something I most definitely am not looking forward to doing.