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The first meeting

Author: LadyArawn
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The door is opened, and I immediately smell something very different from all the others. It's the smell of a floor covered in leaves, leaves that are wet, but the liquid is blood. The smell is so intense that I can even see the floor, and I try to take another step back, but they hold me by the shoulders and push me into the room.

As soon as I enter, I realize that the smell is intense, but it's more directed to my left. Alpha Julian and two strangers and the smell is coming from one of them.

If I were a religious person, I would be praying right now for all this to end, but I'm not, after all, the Gods would never listen to me... When I was a child, I tried, but I wasn't heard to... So now I just try to accept my fate.

"Ahhh! There's the thing." Alpha Julian speaks.

I heard the door being closed. Mrs. Smith had left.

"Lord Hoff always had good eyes." I heard a deep voice and shuddered...

This voice reminds me of that of a great hunter. I'm not talking about someone human, but a beast, a monster... It's as if I'm the next snack and it's my blood that's spilled on those leaves.

But there's something else, something different... Something I still can't quite understand.

"The touch of the healing potion was sensational." Someone else speaks, this time the voice doesn't give me such a bad impression, but it still has great power. "From the videos you showed... I thought she wouldn't react at all."

I'm not afraid of this voice or Alpha Julian's voice... No, my fear is of the person I smell.

"Since my friend had a setback, I'm going to take temporary custody of her." The voice of the beast made itself present.

I closed my eyes tightly. I'd rather be beaten a thousand times a day or go days without eating or drinking than be around this person. I'm sure they can sense my fear.

"Imagine, just hearing your voice makes her tremble with fear." The second voice commented in a sarcastic tone. "I feel sorry for that girl."

I heard a growl... But it wasn't just any growl, it was something wild, irrational... My body just collapsed as I felt a warm liquid start to run down my legs and wet me. I'm not just scared, I'm completely terrified.

I didn't expect everything to be silent, the aura of the first person is so heavy and so dense that no one dares to breathe properly.

"GET OUT!" The first voice shouted.

I heard Alpha Julian and the second voice run out of the room, I even tried to move, but my body wouldn't obey me, but I heard the second person stand up and he took two steps towards me, I tried to shrink down more. The sound of the door closing is loud, and at the same time, he puts his hand in my hair and pulls my head up.

I let out a groan of pain. Something I thought would never happen again, but my whole body was shaking, my soul was in pieces, and I was terrified. When my eyes meet him, I realize that his eyes are an intense blue-green, dark and it's as if nothing else exists.

The most remarkable thing is that in addition to the smell of flesh and carnage, there's also something else, a slightly sweeter, gentler touch that reminds me of the clouds before a big storm. And if storms are one of the things I've always loved, the sound of thunder calms me down.

How many times have I been told to stay outside, in the middle of the relentless drops of water? Many, many times, at first I was afraid until I realized that the stronger the storm, the more alone I became, and then it was my favorite punishment. Staying in the middle of the forest, with the rain pouring down in torrents and the sound of thunder to hide my voice, because that's the only time I use it.

"Mine." The voice that said this wasn't the persons, it was more guttural, more savage, more bestial...

My body shook, but this time not from fear, but from relief and I relaxed, I could feel a lump forming in my throat as the happiness spread. Something I never felt before, not so clearly, so naturally.

"Yours." My voice came out low, but it was impossible not to notice how happy it made me.

He let go of my hair, and his fingers gently touched my face. I could feel little shocks go through me and I let out a moan of pleasure. I closed my eyes and leaned gently into his touch.

"Your skin is so soft." I hear his voice and that irrational fear from before is gone, but I can still feel the power he has. I open my eyes, smiling.

"Your eyes fascinate me. They're like two precious stones." He reaches under my eyelids.

I raise my left hand and touch his, which is much bigger than mine. This man standing over me is so much bigger than anyone I've ever met, the shadow of his body almost covers me completely.

"So small..." He slid his hand down my neck, making my whole body shiver. "So delicate..." He reaches for my neck and squeezes briefly, but I don't shy away, even though I know that with just a little more force he could easily break my neck.

Then he straightens up, taking a deep breath, and with a thoughtful expression, I stand up, realizing that I'm dirty and my face immediately turns red. His eyes seem to glow for an instant and a low growl echoes through the room and I can feel my body heating up. These are reactions I've never had before.

"Follow me." He orders, turning his back on me and walking towards the exit door.

Outside there are a few people, I can feel them through their auras, and I lower my head enough to make contact with the legs of the man who makes me feel strange.

The silence is almost deafening, I can see that as this man walks people are getting quieter, no one dares to get in his way. I have the impression that he is walking more slowly because of me, otherwise, he would surely have arrived where he wanted to.

He stopped in front of a solid wooden door and opened it, took a step inside and sighed, biting my lower lip, waiting for the next order.

"Take off your shoes and socks."

I followed the order immediately. He probably didn't want me to go in with my dirty shoes. Although it wasn't a very strong smell, after all, I'm used to it getting worse. It certainly wasn't acceptable for someone like him.

"Leave it in the corner. Someone will pick it up." He said and then I bent down to leave it a little further from the door, I just felt a wind and as soon as I stood up I felt a towel being thrown at me. "Clean yourself up as best you can."

I took the towel and started to wipe my legs and feet, but I knew that the smell would only come out after I'd showered. When I'd finished, he took the towel from my hand and gave me room to get in.

I can feel several eyes on me, watching what I'm going to do and what's going on. I step into the room, still keeping my head down.

"Clean up, I don't want to smell anything when I leave." I heard his voice and then the door closed. "The bathroom is just next door. Take off that dress and take a long bath! Get clean!"

I looked in the direction he had pointed and found myself in a gigantic room, a place I had never seen before. There's a huge bed far away, a window with some heavy dark gray curtains, on the ceiling there's a chandelier with very shiny crystals, there are three rugs scattered around, two beige and one dark gray.

"Go on!" I heard him shout and shook my head, snapping out of my trance.

I ran in the direction he'd said, the bathroom is very large too, made of dark gray and beige marble, I quickly took off my dress, not worrying too much about whether it would rip or not, I knew he'd have it thrown away.

The bathroom has a bathtub and a shower stall. I got into the stall, turned on the shower and the water came out hot, making me let out a low moan of pleasure. If I thought I'd had a good shower before, this one is a thousand times better. The water pressure is just perfect.

I look at the hygiene products and the first thing I do is wash my hair, taking care not to tangle it, as it's big and a bit wavy. I did the same process as before, but this time I did it with pleasure, knowing that I would please this man.

When I'd finished, I came out of the shower and saw that there were two separate things, a hairdryer and a white T-shirt. I dried my hair and put on the T-shirt, which looked like a dress, reaching just above my knee. I looked at the bathroom exit door, my heart beating faster.

I turned my face and looked at myself in the mirror, my black hair falling in little waves down to my waist, my eyes were brighter and my skin looked whiter, plus I had this radiant expression, a brief smile on my lips.

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