Chapter 5

DIMITRI

'Why was she so dramatic?' Dimitri thought as he turned and started to walk away. He could hear her shuffling feet behind him. She lacked manners, he had observed as much during her beach excursions and she was very rough around the edges. But to think of it, she was a typical rebilious teenager. But there was something very different about her. She was not like other girls, she was... well, what she was, Dimitri was unable to put his finger on it.

He sighed as he reached his car and his chauffeur opened the door for him.

"Enter," Dimitri ordered as he waited by the door, without even sparing her a glance.

Kira hesitated.

"I don't have the entire night to wait for you," Dimitri spoke. He was losing patience with this girl now! Did he make a mistake with this purchase. Why did it feel like that this girl will be more trouble than he was anticipating. He neither had time nor patience to deal with her.

Slowly Kira walked forward and entered the car. She was acting weirdly. She bumped her head as she sat and Dimitri felt a pang of annoyance, mixed with a concern for her wellbeing. 'She is your slave and nothing more,' he scolded himself. 'Slave!'

Feeling annoyed even more, he followed her.

"How old are you?" Dimitri asked.

Kira, who was staring out the window quietly, gave a start at the question. What was she thinking? he wondered.

"I am sixteen," she whispered.

"Sixteen?" he could not believe it. He had thought that the host was lying to make her more valuable!

"Just turned sixteen," Kira choked again. Dimitri was not surprised that she was crying now and again. Her life had turned upside down in a few hours... she was bound to be upset.

"Where do you belong to?" Dimitri aksed again.

"I... I used to live in London," Kira sighed.

"Then what are you doing in India?" Dimitri asked, intrigued. "And why were you alone? You are underage, where are your parents?"

Kira gave him a sharp look at this. "How does it matter how old I am? You just bought an underage girl..." she snarled. Dimitri stared at her with mild interest. In her rage, her eyes glowed green, or maybe it was because of one of the passing cars' headlights.

"Why are you here alone? In a different country? Where are your parents?" Dimitri asked, ignoring her jibe at him.

Kira chewed her tongue but Dimitri just waited patiently.

"They are dead," Kira whispered after a pause.

"Ok," Dimitri spoke, "Both of them?" he asked.

Kira looked afronted with the lack of empathy from his side he could tell, but he didn't react to it.

"Yes," Kira replied a little roughly.

"Was it recent?" Dimitri asked intrigued.

"No, they died when i was little," Kira informed flatly.

"Guardians?" Dimitri persisted.

"To me they too are dead!" Kira snapped again.

'Hmm... so she ran away, literally ran away!' Dimitri thought bemusedly.

"When did you run away from home and why?" Dimitri asked, but Kira did not reply to this question.

"Why did you come to India? For fun?" he added.

"I know why you came here, to buy a teenage for your carnal pleasure," Kira barked and anger rose in him.

"Carnal pleasure?" Dimitri growled as he bared his teeth. For a moment he felt he would rip off her throat, but then resisted. "Just go to sleep, it will be a while before we reach my room, just sleep," he muttered, losing all interest in the girl.

And without sparing her a glance, he pulled out his phone and started working on it.

*

KIRA

When Kira came through, she found herself exceptionally comfortable. Hitching up the cozy blanket that was covering her, she snuggled deeply in the pillow.

"What a dream it was," she chuckled as she spoke aloud to herself. "Good morning, moon," she grinned as she extended her hand to pull her moon shaped pillow - cum best friend - close to her, but instead, her hand touched another body.

A dangerous fear gripped her as she slowly withdrew her hand.

"Hello," Kira whispered now.

"Hi there!" a man's voice replied.

Kira jerked upright in the bed, blanket falling from her body. She looked down at her self, she was still wearing last night's clothes. She glanced sideways, Dimitri was lying in the bed, on top of the blanket she was just snuggling under, bare chested and in his pyjamas.

"Who is moon?" Dimitri asked curiously.

"My... my pillow," Kira replied uneasily.

"You wish your pillow good morning?" Dimitri chuckled. It was the first time she had heard him laugh, even if so slightly, and her heart skipped a beat.

Kira wanted to say she had no one else to talk to ever, but chose not to reply.

Dimitri sighed and turned to face her. "Are you aware you are obliged to answer me!"

"I am not obliged to do anything," Kira snapped and jumped out of bed, but Dimitri was very fast. He grabbed hold of her hand and pulled her back.

"I did not allow you to leave," he spoke as he rolled over and climbed on top of her. Kira's eyes widened with horror as she realized what he was doing! But what was he doing? Technically he was on top of her, but not a single body part was touching her.

It took her a moment to control her emotions. Her eyes were wide open, her mouth was ajar - though it was flooding with saliva now - her heart was thudding like she was running a race, and there was a tingling sensation in between her legs.

A seductive grin appeared on Dimitri's face that erased all shock from Kira's. She inhaled deeply and felt herself engulfed in his exuberant, exotic scent. She stopped deep breathing as well.

"I do not need anyone's permission to leave, I am the owner of my own life," Kira snapped, trying to move from underneath him. He moved his hands closer to her body, and she stopped moving.

She moved her hands to his chest and tried to push him, the touch of his bare skin against her palms caused a charge which shocked her, but he just grinned. She tried to push him hard but she could not even move his tiniest muscle. He was very strong.

"You actually do!" Dimitri informed. "Were you not taught our ways?" he was confused.

"What ways?" Kira demanded. Dimitri raised one eyebrow in conjecture, and Kira wondered what he was thinking.

"What clan do you belong to?" Dimitri asked simply.

"Clan? I do not belong to any clan, who do you think I am?" Kira demanded.

"Your full name," Dimitri demanded.

"Kira Brown," Kira replied.

"Brown?" Dimitri spoke thoughtfully, "never heard of any Browns!"

Dimitri moved closer to her and sniffed her hair.

"What the heck you think you are doing?" Kira was horrified. "Why are you acting like a dog?" she bellowed.

And in one swift movement, Dimitri's hand was around her throat.

"What did you call me?" he snarled, and Kira saw why he was so offended suddenly. His eyes, they were not the usual gold, they were luminiscent gold, with depths she could not fathom.

"I - I ..." Kira choked and she saw his face transform slightly and a shadow appeared on it. A shadow of a wolf.

Kira yelped and pushed Dimitri with almighty force. This time he moved, not because he wanted to, but because she pushed him, she actually made him move.

"Did you just call the alpha of La Gualias clan a dog?" Dimitri roared.

Kira shrieked and jumped out of the bed, and cowered in a corner. "How dare you?" he thundered.

And as she stared at him, he transformed in a huge, scary wolf in front of her.

Thud! all was dark...