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LexiThe sound of someone rustling around in the darkness pulls me a little from the depths of unconsciousness. I strain to see through the fog that still clouds my mind and eyes. It isn’t Mirima, her body is too small. Even in the darkness I would recognise her. In all my years here he has never brought a new girl into the house. Not even for a night. Who is this girl and why has he brough her here. Maybe he will leave me alone for a while and take some of his aggression out on her. I feel awful for thinking it and guilt fights for a place in my body alongside the pain that already fills me. I close my eyes when the sound of her rummaging stops. I hear her make her way over to the bed and her stifled gasp as she kneels on the floor beside me.Her hands are gentle on my body as she applies the cream Miriam usually uses after he has battered me. I try not to cry out into the empty, dirty cellar, but the pain is too much. I wish he would just end me, but he enjoys breaking me over and o
Lexi Three Years Earlier I look up in awe at the huge double fronted town house. I crane my neck as I look up as high as I can to see the very top of the house. Huh! I lean to the side to check the number on the pillar on the left-hand side of the door. Seventy-one. I look back at the scrap of paper in my hand. Lord and Lady Black, Seventy-one Richmond Street. It must be a mistake, there is no way I would ever be offered a potion to work in such a magnificent home as this, and for a Lord and Lady no less. Excitement bubbles up inside me and for the first time in months my face breaks in to a smile. Maybe today would be a good day after all. I walk up the stairs that lead to the front door. My grubby, black shoes leave a trail of dirt on the pristine white stairs behind me. I pull the chain near the front door and a bell rings out behind the door. I wait and no one comes. It was a nice dream while it lasted. My head drops so my chin rests on my chest and the smile tha
SeleneHer story is horrifying. Really and truly terrifying. The stuff movies are made of and I’m left cold and empty at the end. I have no more tears left to shed. There is something insidious is happening on the streets of our city, but she can’t be right. If my father, or any of the Alpha’s of the Alliance knew about this they would have shut it down, with or without permission from the hideous Lycan King. Lexi is asleep now, her little strained breaths ring out and echo in the desolate, dirty cellar. Her wounds will heal in time. It will take weeks and weeks before she is fully healed, unlike her Lycan counterpart. It is her mind that might never recover. The bed is old and creaks under even the smallest shift of weight, and the mattress is hard and lumpy. It beats the cold floor though. I’m not sure how long I have been locked down here in the dark, but it feels like days. My stomach growls with hunger and the sense of nausea that has gripped my guts makes me dry heave into the d
SeleneI take the bottle of water from the tray and take a long, greedy, gulp. Lexi takes the bottle from me after and almost finishes the bottle before handing it back to me. ‘Quickly, he could be back any minute.’ I nod at her and down the rest of the water quickly which leaves me feeling a bit nauseous. A door slams suddenly in the house upstairs and my guts twist in fear. I have never been afraid of anything in my life, but now the sound of a door being closed has me nearly vomiting in fear. ‘He is back.’ Miriam throws herself down the stairs. I’m pretty sure she didn’t actually touch a single stair between the top and the bottom. She grabs the tray from between me and Lexi and snatches the water bottle from my hand. Her eyes are wide with fear and her hands shake as she turns and runs back up the stairs, the tinkle of the plates on the tray clinking off of one another rings through the air. She shuts and locks the door behind her, sending us back into darkness. Le
Silas‘It’s been three weeks Silas. I have followed every single lead you have given me, but there is no trace of her. Dead or alive. I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to tell Cline to let it go.’ I look at the fat prick and almost laugh in his face. I will not be the one to tell him to give up on finding Selene. ‘Really, Sergeant Brown.’ I grab him but his collar and his face instantly turns red. ‘How about you go and tell him that yourself.’ I make towards the side door that leads into the pack kitchen. ‘N… no. Silas. No.’ I stop suddenly and his fat belly bounces into me. ‘I’ll keep looking. If you or any of the pack unearth any information that might help, let me know. Okay?’ He holds both his hands up, like he is surrendering to me, and I release my grip on him. ‘Go now Detective Brown. The search doesn’t end until we have her back.’ He nods quickly and races off around the side of the house. His fat bum wiggling like a little piggies as he goes. The air is cold
SilasThe release of all the built-up tension has made me feel tired. With every waking moment spent searching for Selene I haven’t been able to slip off for some of my own fun in the anonymity the big city offers. I miss going there, it was my once-a-week escape. A chance to really be myself. Tara has served her purpose and I might call on her to suck me off again soon. If I don’t have the satisfaction of getting laid soon then ill have no choice. Three weeks since I have felt the warm of a dark, tight hole. She runs from the kitchen still wiping my thick come from her face. Shit, the meeting. My shoes echo once again through the wide, open space and I make my way through the house Alpha Cline’s personal office. His voice booms and ricochets down the hallway to meet me. He sounds angry, as usual. The man who came back from the brink of death hasn’t smiled even once which I suppose isn’t really that surprising. He doesn’t have anything left to smile about. I know that
Cronin‘Come on. Give it to me baby.’ She makes a grab for my arm and pulls at me hungrily, which makes the bed squeak under our weight. I need her too but I don’t want to be knocked unconscious from the toxins she releases onto me when she comes. I want to eat her pussy so bad, but it would prove hazardous to my health. I roll the condom down my hard dick as she finally grabs my arm and pulls me over her. Her Thick red hair is spread out like a fiery crown on the pillow above her head. She doesn’t mask who she is with me anymore. Her eyes are purple and swirl with passion. ‘Take this pussy Cronin.’ Her words are enough to send me into a frenzy and I enter her hard and fast. ‘Yes. Fuck me Cronin.’ She fills the room with her beautiful voice. My dick pulses from the way she begs for me, her need is as animalistic as my own. She doesn’t need her song to take me to the heights of ecstasy, her pussy is enough. I put my hand on her throat and hold her firmly against the bed
Cronin ‘Wake up. Cronin.’ Nerissa violently shakes me awake. ‘There is someone outside the door.’ She cowers next to me on the bed, her voice filled with fear. I spring up from the bed and my flaccid cock slaps loudly against my thigh. ‘Shh.’ She hisses through the darkness. I don’t know why she is so scared. It’s not like I’m ill equipped to protect her. I knew we shouldn’t have come to a seedy out of town motel, but I don’t want to be recognised. I pull on my boxers as I walk to the door. I would rather not have to fight in the buff. I would hate for my cock to get hurt in a scuffle, even though it would heal it would sill hurt, a lot. For a big man I’m light on my feet and I make it to the door without making another sound. My hand lingers over the handle and I take a deep breath before I fling it open and jump out on to the walk way. It runs along all the doors on the upper level and I scan the left-hand side quickly. I’m surprised to find no one there. I spin fast