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A self-confessed Tiger fanatic, L.M. Mountford was born and raised in England, first in the town of Bridgewater, Somerset, before later moving to the city of Gloucester where he currently resides. A fully qualified and experienced Scuba Diver, he has travelled across Europe and Africa diving wrecks and seeing the wonders of the world.

He started writing when he was 14. Under the pseudonym Dark Inferno, he has written more than thirty Fanfiction stories.

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Danny Royce knew this was a bad idea. A terrible idea. The worst idea in a long sad history of bad ideas. He didn’t have any choice. He was desperate.

He needed her help.

And it meant going back there... Lupus Latr.

A small quiet place built along the Avon to all the rest of the world, Lupus Latr, looked much like any other little village across the south of England. A collection of traditional old houses and shops lined a warren of weaving roads that all led to the central hub of the community, a thatch-roofed pub with a wartime memorial on the doorstep.

Yet it had a secret. A secret the villagers had kept and protected since before the age of Druids. When the old gods had ruled the land, the spirits walked the earth, and man and beast were as one.

Danny’s stomach started to loop when he saw the signs for the historic little hamlet, but he wasn’t sure if it was trepidation or anticipation. It was quite probably both.

It had been eight years since he’d left- or rather since his mother had packed their bags and spirited them away in the dead of night. It felt like he’d been running ever since.

But there came a time in everyone’s life when they had to face their demons, and as he pulled his old Rover into the village’s only car park, Danny knew his day had come.

Overhead, the sky was melting away from shades of pink and orange to a deep magenta.

On any other day, it would have been a beautiful night.

Welcome home Danny, he mused, switching off the ignition and climbing out into evening air, fragrant with the scent of cut grass. Just the way he remembered. It was good to know it still smelt the same, if nothing else.

There’d been a time he knew every street and building. His father’s family had been key members of the community since Roman times, after all. His blood was as much a part of Lupus Latr as the stones and mortar. When he was small, he’d played in the fields, fished in the rivers, and hunted in the woods. As he grew, he attended the local schools and made a name for himself on the rugby grounds. Then eight years ago, on the eve of his eleventh birthday, she had arrived in town, and everything changed.

A point made clear by the commercialised front of his hometown.

Fucking McDonalds, he pondered, passing by the building that, eight years before, had been a little greengrocer shop but now sported the infamous neon ‘M’. There was a Costa Coffee too, even a goddamn Dominos. The smell of the cooking meat made his stomach rumble, reminding him he hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast.

He’d left London in such a rush, even skipping out on all his afternoon lectures. Danny had been desperate to put as much distance between himself and that girl as possible. Before the urge took him again.

No, he needed to get this done.

He could still feel it burning inside him. The heat. The awareness. The throbbing energy crackled through his skin, making it feel too tight for his body. The hunger. The raw, undeniable need.

Dormant for the moment, but there all the same and growing stronger.

Danny couldn’t understand it.

It had begun about a month ago, the morning he started attending ICL. It had started off like an itch he couldn’t quite scratch, a tingle of sensation racing down his spine while he’d been moving through the halls to his first lecture. Then he’d heard footsteps behind him and glanced around just in time to see a girl running by. Suddenly his every sense was focused on her, and he couldn’t stop himself from giving her a long, slow once over.

She was a cute little thing. Long raven hair that cascaded all the way down her back, half-rim glasses that framed her