Helen’s POVThe Huntsman sat me up on the sofa and then moved and crouched in front of me so that we were eye to eye. He placed both arms on my knees, crossing them across each other very casually.“My dear little wolf, of course, I didn't forget you. I have been waiting and putting together the perfect game for us. You see, you've made my job very difficult. I tried to torture you by hurting your body, and it didn't work. I tried to torture you by destroying your friends, and you remained whole. I tried to break you by forcing you to nearly kill the one you love, yet here you are.”He grimaced. “I have abducted you, chained you, beat you, and still none of my methods work.”He rocked back on his heels and rubbed his hands together gleefully. “So, you see, my dear. It took me some time to come up with the sort of game that would get through to you that would really affect you and that mongrel of a husband of yours.”“I need the last lycan to suffer.”“Why?” I demanded.Now that I knew

 Helen’s POV“Now, my dear little Wolf,” the Huntsman purred. “Shall we get married first? Or should we go straight to the bedroom?”I was nearly panting with desire at this point. “I don't care,” I gasped out.And I really didn't. The Huntsman could do whatever he wanted to me, marry me, fuck me. I didn't care as long as it was with my Huntsman.He tapped my nose. “I think we should do both. And film it! Martin, get the camera.”Martin bowed, and the Huntsman pulled me to my feet, carefully untying both my hands and my ankles. A ripple of disappointment went through me. I was sure he'd tied me up for something kinky.But if my darling thought that we needed to do something else instead, whatever he wanted, I’d do. I followed as the Huntsman led me out of the room we were in, away from the sofa. After leading me down a short hallway, he opened the door to a bedroom. Ins

 Russo's POVI trudged back to my house feeling horrible, churnings in my stomach. We lost Helen. She was now in the clutches of a half demon.Somehow that knowledge made her situation seem worse than the last time the Huntsman had gotten his hands on her. Because then we thought he was just an evil person, but somehow knowing that a demon had his hands on one of my best friends made me physically sick.Lisa was in the kitchen brewing something on the stove when I walked in. The scent of it burned my nose.“What are you working on?” I asked her.She turned around to look at me, and her spoon clattered to the stove top. “What's happened now?” she asked.“We're pretty sure the Huntsman has taking Helen,” I told her.She covered her mouth with both hands, gasping. “It's a good thing I'm starting on the potion that we’ll need for the rite,” she said. “This needs to s

 Russo’s POVLisa delicately slit the aloe, opening the leaves and scraping the gel out onto her hands. I undid my pants and slid them down to the floor. Just the idea of getting to touch in any way like this had me aroused, and I sprang free, ready to be of service in any way that I could.She put her hands on me, gently but firmly stroking. I backed into the wall to give me some support, and tipped my head back, closing my eyes. I reached out with my hands, running my fingers through her hair. I let myself imagine that this wasn't just her hands moving over me. I imagined her taking me in her mouth, and then moving up and taking me between her legs.The visions were so potent that it only took a few minutes before I groaned.“Shit!” she yelped. Lisa fumbled around as I spurted the contents of my ecstasy through her fingers. I could feel her scrape the glass along my shaft, scooping up the last of what she need

 Russo’s POVFive minutes later, we were on the road and on our way. I drove while Lisa tapped out another set of texts, probably updating all of our friends to our status.Justin would be taking command of the warriors with Randy at his side. We managed to find the location of where the Huntsman was hiding. It was part of a planned community with walls around the outside and gates with guards, secure if one were just trying to keep out regular predators. More of a fortress when we knew what was lurking inside.And our pixie spy, Freya, had left the night before, trying to get herself situated in a place in the house where she would be able to witness everything going on and give updates. Justin had taken possession of a small magical earpiece that she had made for Helen before Helen got abducted. Using that to communicate, she would verify that we had done our jobs.Then Justin and Randy would lead the rest of the warriors in to clean