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Authors: Mary Calmes

Crucible of Fate

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Change of Heart

Honored Vow

Trusted Bond

Crucible of Fate

A Matter of Time Vol. 1 & 2


But For You


The Guardian



The Warder Collection Vol. 1 & 2

Three Fates

(with Amy Lane and Andrew Grey)


After the Sunset


Any Closer



The Servant


What Can Be


His Hearth

Tooth & Nail

Heart in Hand



Cherish Your Name



Published by

Dreamspinner Press

5032 Capital Circle SW
Ste 2, PMB# 279
Tallahassee, FL 32305-7886


This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Crucible of Fate

Copyright © 2012 by Mary Calmes

Cover Art by Anne Cain   

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All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the Publisher, except where permitted by law. To request permission and all other inquiries, contact Dreamspinner Press, 5032 Capital Circle SW, Ste 2, PMB# 279, Tallahassee, FL 32305-7886, USA.

ISBN: 978-1-62380-181-6

Printed in the United States of America

First Edition

November 2012

eBook edition available

eBook ISBN: 978-1-62380-182-3


For my wonderful fans

who wanted to know

what was going on with Domin.




A leadership position in a large tribe that is fought for. The position(s) reports to the maahes. An aker is always appointed in twos as manu and bakhu.


A panther who lives in the territory of a tribe not their own without permission


The appointed mate of a semel in the event of the death of their reah. An aset can only be chosen, made, by a reah.


Companion of a reah


A leadership position in a tribe that is elected


A panther who has promised, on pain of death, to live only as human and never shift


A female servant who oversees the semel-aten’s harem


The soldiers of a semel


Prince of a tribe, the emissary of the semel


Mistress of a semel’s home, normally the widow of the previous semel


Balance, harmony, correct action


Leader of the Shu cats, an elite group of werepanthers that serves the priest of Chae Rophon


True mate of a semel


A new term that the semel-aten bestows upon his chosen mate who is not a yareah


Tribe leader


Tribe leader of the werepanther capital city of Sobek


Tribe leader blessed with a true-mate, a leader who has found his reah


Honor challenge


Mate of a sheseru

Sheseru (Flail)

Enforcer of the tribe, guardian of the mate of the semel

Sylvan (Crook)

Teacher of the tribe, counselor to the semel Taurth. A yareah who has been cast aside because a semel found his true-mate


An unmated reah claimed by the semel-aten as a concubine


The mate of a semel that is chosen, not their true-mate


First things first….


I arrived, before I addressed anyone, before anything, I had to purge my house. I left my new steward, Kabore Nour, to explain it to the two rows of people, the house staff lined up from the steps of the villa into the main hall.

I walked at a brisk clip, flanked by Yuri Kosa on my right and Crane Adams on my left. The guards outside the doors knelt and I told them never again. Just do what I ask, but the bowing and scraping bullshit was over. Taj Chalthoum, my sheseru, was there, having caught up, and fluidly translated my English into Arabic. They seemed surprised but quickly nodded. I understood I was different; it would take time to get used to me.

Mitchell Rayne and Nelson Adams, Jin’s and Crane’s fathers respectively, had not been placed in a cell, per my order, even though their circumstances had, of course, changed. Originally, they had been accepted into the home of the previous semel-aten, so all I had done was place them under house arrest and confine them to a suite in the villa.

Once the doors were open, I strode into the common area between their two rooms. I found the two men there eating, enjoying breakfast, one reading the newspaper, the other finishing up fresh-squeezed orange juice. It would be the last glass he would ever have.

“Who are—”

“Hi there,” I said softly as both men gasped.

I didn’t make the man who dropped the glass tremble, or cause the hands of the man holding the paper to shake. Crane, my maahes, did that; he was the one. It was his presence there, in the room, that filled both men with dread.

“I used to be the maahes of the tribe of Mafdet,” I said slowly, tasting the blood as my fangs, upper and lower, pushed through my gums. The canines were long and wicked sharp, which made the curl of my lip, I was certain, slightly sinister.

“You,” the smaller, handsomer man breathed. His face was just similar enough to his son Jin’s to remind me of the crime he had committed against his own child.

They fell to their knees, their faces a study in fear, shock, and dawning realization.

“Me,” I said and squatted down, cocking my head, studying them. “I won the sepat. I’m the new semel-aten. My name is Domin Thorne, and Crane Adams,” I said, pointing to the man on my left, “is the new maahes of the first tribe, the tribe of Rahotep.”

Crane’s father took a shuddering breath.

My eyes went to Mitchell Rayne, Jin Church’s father. “And this man,” I said, nodding to the second man at my side, “is Yuri Kosa, formally the sheseru of the tribe of Mafdet, guardian of the mate of the semel-netjer, the only male reah in the world.”

Mitchell’s eyes filled with tears. It surprised me that these men, who for so long had plotted destruction and death, would themselves be so cowardly when faced with their own.

“I’m here,” Crane announced, spreading his arms wide. “Still. And Jin is home with his mate, with Logan Church, and they will both soon be fathers. And nothing you did stopped him or me from living our lives.”

“At least you will never have children,” his father spat, speaking of his son’s castration as though he was proud to have wielded the scalpel. I was certain he was.

“Yes, I will,” Crane corrected. “They might not be mine in blood, but they will be in heart. And I will love them as I was not, as Jin was not, and we’ll grow old together, and when I die, they’ll miss me and mourn me but remember the love and laughter and what I taught them.”

The tears welling up in Crane’s eyes were not for the men before him but for the love he would surely have and for that which already was. When he gazed over at me, the smile through his tears made my chest hurt.

“Thank you,” Crane said before he spun around and walked out of the room, locking the door behind him.

I refocused my gaze on the men in front of me.

“My son is an abomination,” Jin’s father spat haltingly. “And Crane Adams is the same for loving him as he does.”

I made the
noise in the back of my throat. The man was just so blind. 

“You,” Yuri said, pointing at Mitchell, “watched your own son nearly beaten to death when he shifted for the first time.”


“And you,” Yuri thundered at Nelson, “castrated your own son. You held the blade.”

“I would do it again!” he roared back at my mate. “He’s dead to me!”

“As you will be to him shortly,” Yuri said, his voice going deathly dark and cold as he began stripping.

Both men rose and stumbled away, Crane’s father jostling the table and knocking it over, Jin’s father walking backward until he hit the far wall.

“You mean to kill us,” Mitchell choked out.

“I mean to tear you to pieces and then have you burned with the nightly trash,” I stated gamely, smirking at the end.

“You cannot! We need burial rites and to be—”

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