"You need only call if you need any assistance," the Hunter reminded her as he reached over to unbolt the door and grasp the handle.
"I will remain here as well." Geldan declared, his tone forceful. "If he gives you any trouble at all—""I will call." Allorah finished for him. "You may open the door, Hunter." The guard nodded again, and pulled the door open enough for her to step through.As it swung closed again, Allorah paused to let her eyes adjust to the sudden gloom. The one window had been covered with a thick piece of cloth, perhaps to keep its occupant disoriented as to the time of day, or just enhance the feeling of isolation. Still, she knew better than to fumble around blindly, so she waited until she could see enough of the room to find her way safely to the window. Carefully setting the tray on the floor, she felt for the edges of the crude drapery before drawing it up and tucking it out of the way. She blinked rapidlGeldan gave a frustrated sigh. "But we don't have time, Allorah. At the point that you learn enough to be able to understand him, his information will already be so outdated that..." He stopped himself then, lowering his gaze and nodding deferentially. "My apologies. I don't mean to question you."Allorah looked at him tiredly, and sighed too. Though only two years her senior, she could see visible signs in his face of the toll the war and his hasty rise to leadership had taken on him. "No," she said slowly. "You're right; it's too slow. We will need to think of something else."He glanced at her, frowning. "But what?""I... I don't know." Idly, her amethyst eyes drifted down to the tray she carried as she thought. "I shall consult with Priestess Dannonae." Her voice, even to her own ears sounded weary.Geldan opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it again, exhaling sharply through his nose. He nodded again to her.
Samuel’s POVEverybody thinks vampires are so damn sexy! I mean, even in the movies they are portrayed by the likes of Tom Cruise and Stuart Townshend. Meanwhile, we lycanthropes are stuck with Jack Nicholson and Michael J. Fox. Where's the justice in that I ask you? Of course, there are other issues that separate our kind. Vampires tend to be solitary creatures, while werewolves are very social, the original party animals, you might say. Another reason I've never much cared for vamps is their scent; vampires are dead, after all, and most of them smell like it. So, all in all, I've never been a huge fan of the undead...never really bought into the sexy stereotype...until I met Kim.It was a regular Friday night for me. It just happened to also be Halloween. The full moon was out, but I've been dealing with my condition most of my life so I'm able to keep it under control. Besides I was hanging at TJ's, a hangout owned by a member of my pack, so I wasn't exact
Red was looking at him as if he had grown two horns and then she said,” why are you telling the stories of your sexual exploits with a vampire woman?”“Maybe I wanted you to know that all kinds of supernatural creatures are there and we are all not as bad as you think we are,” said Samuel and Red scoffed and said,” Are you going to tell me that you can read my mind now?”“Maybe I want to make sure that you know that what you are up against and make you aware about it,” said Samuel with a cocky grin and Red looked at him in shock.Then said,” I don’t understand. What do you even want to do with me?”Samuel gave her a cup and said,” Drink up. You need this soon enough to make yourself understand what is going to happen with you tomorrow.”Red was surprised but she did not argue and drank the liquid. It was white and smelled funny. And soon enough her eyes became so he
The young woman stood at the ponds edge, staring at the rippling waters. Old gnarled Oak trees surround her, the leaves blowing gently in the breeze. The cool shade offered respite from the heat of summer. Running a hand though her long, dark auburn hair she sighed deeply. Turning emerald green eyes to the magnificent glory of the mountains off in the distance, she dreamed of freedom... freedom from her life and freedom from her village.Each village had five Elders that served the Alpha Leader of their wolf pack. The humans called them werewolves and accepted them, after much governmental debate and racism, into their society fifty years ago. Through the years some things had changed, both in society and pack life, while others remained the same. However, the treatment of females had not changed, at least in her pack. Women were second-class citizens.And in two days it was her birthday.Finally she would be twenty-one, a woman, according to the village Elders.
It was a particularly dark, still night; cloudy; no moonlight; no stars. Quiet. Almost unbelievably quiet - except for her! She was in a hurry to get home so her high heels rhythmically clicked on the footpath, only to be echoed by the sound of firm, purposeful footsteps behind her. She stopped, her eyes darting in every direction. The sound of the footsteps seemed to be louder - getting ever closer! Sweat started to appear as her skin tingled. She hurried on, until she came to a path - a path through the park .. a quick way home. Should she take it? Many thoughts raced through her mind. Okay, but quickly, .. moving at a very fast walking pace she hurriedly started along the path. She was constantly turning to look behind, her eyes searching the darkness. But she saw nothing. Her mind momentarily breathed a sigh of relief. With a mind-numbing jolt out of the stillness came *that* unnerving echo again. Footsteps again - more of a solid sound this time - more demanding - threatening h
Red’s DreamShe could feel his breath warmly caressing the nape of her neck. Suddenly she shivered from more than just pleasure, feeling the heat and strength of him against her back. She turned slowly to face him and put one had against the strong planes of his chest. Looking into his eyes she almost felt swallowed. Their living emerald depths defied all that she had known before.Gently he reached down to cup her cheek. She could feel the power he kept in check, knowing how easy it would be to destroy her. Slowly she pushed against his chest and smiled as he eased himself back on the soft carpet. Still smiling she bent down to kiss him, first his mouth, then his jaw, and then the hollow of his neck. He stiffened then as if to protest, but then looking up into her luminous gray eyes he relaxed. Slowly she kissed her way down his throat and onto his chest. He was so warm she almost felt as if her mouth was being seared. She reached one small male nipple and swirl
The garage where he'd parked the van was large, holding two more vans just like it, along with a few expensive-looking cars and a motorcycle. Every one gleamed as if it'd been freshly detailed. That gave her hope: if there was some kind of staff here, or at least visiting attendants, there was a chance of escape.Out of the garage and into a basement hallway lined with six ominous metal doors; the clanking she'd heard must mean that the brunette girl was behind one of these now. She noticed that each one had a peephole--but that the eyepiece was set to look inward.They came to a more normal-looking staircase with hardwood steps, split by a landing halfway up, and began to climb. As they went, Red noticed the door of what was almost definitely an elevator opposite the stairs. How bigwasthis place? It seemed like just a large house, but what kind of house had an elevator, and why?Then she had a vision of herself tied to that pillar again, bu
Red sped away in the car and thought that how could it be so easy to flee away from the place where she was being kept imprisoned. But then she heard the howl and she knew that the entire pack of wolves was going to come to find her. She knew that she had to run in some place where they were never going to find her. And even if they did find her then they would not dare to come and get her. She did not try to look back neither did she bother about the small clothes that she was wearing. She knew that if she went in the forest then that would cause a lot of problem for her since the ones that she was fleeing from were wolves.However, the town, now that she knew that they would not come for her there in hordes. And that was two months ago. Since then, no one had bothered her and after telling her mother that she had gone to party and woken up three days later, everything was good enough to go back to normal. She remembered about the Wuvern Crest and the treasure that Veronica