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Into The Veil 1

Into The Veil 1

by devilsbride2018
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"I have no idea what I'm going to do with all this," she whispered to herself as she sat her luggage down at the locked iron gate in front of her.

The brisk Fall breeze bristled through the dark red leaves of the maple trees as far as her eyes could see, making the whole forest behind the ominous large house look ablaze as the sun began to set in the distance. She shivered hard as her dark hair brushed gently across her reddened cheeks, her steel gray eyes stinging momentarily with the cold. The house was daunting in and of itself as it sat just beyond the gates like a hooded watchman. Her Uncle had been mostly reclusive from her family her whole life and she never imagined that her Mother's stories of the old Victorian, towered mansion would actually be real. Yet when she got the phone call from her late Mother's lawyers in April that she was coming into an inheritance as her Mother's only living heir, the stories became all too true all to suddenly.

Rue's Uncle had left her his sprawling 12 acre estate and a large inheritance in the millions. She knew from the paperwork that there was the one large house on the main portion of the property that housed all of her Uncle's worldly possessions and one smaller guest house far back into the woods almost at the property line. There were no neighbors for miles in any one direction and the iron gates surrounded the entirety of the property well past the top of her head. There were staff that cared for the grounds and one tenant at the other house that paid a small amount of rent to come and go as he pleased. The lawyer had stated simply "I was given express instructions to inform you that your tenant expects you to provide him with the utmost in privacy, as your Uncle did as well" with no real information on who the person was or why they were there.

Fair enough.

Rue pulled the large, heavy iron key out of her jacket pocket and inspected the lock on the gate carefully for a few seconds, noticing that the light was fading fast from the sky.

"Now or never, Rue, we can't turn back now," she whispered to herself again, fighting the butterflies in her stomach that danced around as if to say that her life would never be the same as soon as the key turned. One breath...then another...eyes closed as she drank in the cold air into her lungs and inserted the key into the lock, giving it a sharp turn. There was an unceremonious click as it fell open in front of her. She pulled the chain free from the gates slowly, her eyes drifting up to the faded white of the house in front of her, and the gates drifted open with a loud creak to welcome her to her new home.

The whole vibe of the house was completely creepy as she entered the front door, though she had to admit that it was in pristine condition. The front foyer was draped in dark hues of red - cherry on the walls, crimson on the rugs as you walked down the hallway, and the same color carpet going up the large staircase to her left. The furniture appeared to be in almost perfect condition with knick-knacks on every surface that she could find. Even the mirrors seemed to whisper her name as if they'd been waiting for her. She shook her head, rubbing her eyes with a loud sigh. It's just a new place, she consoled herself, and took the sharp turn up the staircase to what she knew was going to be her new bedroom.

Her exhaustion from driving for two days up to Vermont forced her straight into the California king bed waiting on the other side of the master bedroom door almost instantly. She didn't even notice the full moon rising through the large windows or the distant howling of a wolf as she very quickly drifted off into the deepest sleep of her life.

Rue woke up the next morning as the sun lit her room with it's soft pink, purple, and yellow hues. She hadn't even thought to shut any of the curtains before she fell asleep. With a slight annoyed groan, she exited the large bed, admiring several strange symbol carvings that she found on each poster of the bed. She knew from studying with her Mother that these were protection and barrier sigils, meant to bar evil from entering a space. She frowned slightly, wondering what her Uncle had been protecting himself from.

"Nightmares, maybe...," she whispered to herself as her fingers traced the symbols. She'd struggled with those for most of her life, as had most of the females in her family line. Her Mother had almost been driven mad with them before she died.

She was startled from her reverie, jumping back and looking quickly to the large windows as a loud scream erupted from outside. She raced to the window across the room that gave her the view of the entire estate. Through the thick fog that danced across the ground, Rue caught a glimpse of a man crawling in the mud, naked, covered in blood, and screaming in pain. Never one to run from danger, Rue quickly grabbed a robe to throw around her from the end of the bed and raced outside. The screaming continued but got farther away as she got to the front door and ran down the stairs, noting that the ground was slightly frozen under her bare feet as she ran toward the side of the house. She could tell from the sound of the screams that the man was moving toward where she knew the other house was on the property, but she could also tell that he was in severe distress.

"JUST STOP MOVING! I'M COMING TO GET YOU!," she cried out, her chest burning as she sucked in the cold morning air, thinking to herself that it was odd someone would be crawling AWAY from help when the house was literally right there.

Another scream pierced the air as she got to where she had seen the man. Just as she got there, however, the screaming suddenly stopped. She turned around sharply in all directions around her.

"Where are you, where are you, where are you," she quietly chanted, ducking lower below the fog to try to get a better view of a blood trial or foot prints. But nothing. No sound, no blood, no prints, no evidence that anything she'd seen was real. She stood up, trying to catch her breath as the confusion and frustration hit her all at once. She looked again in the direction of the house at the edge of the woods, wondering if she should go, but remembering that she'd been asked to not. With that, she turned back to the house and very slowly went back the way she came, turning back only once when she heard what she could swear was growling and panting from a large animal. She felt a pull back toward it that she couldn't explain and very quickly shook off.

The next several days were long and painful as Rue began the process of unpacking her things and cataloging everything in the house at the same time. Several of the staff had said hello briefly but most went about their daily jobs, only occasionally giving her untrusting glances as she noted items on her tablet. She'd almost forgotten about the encounter with the man in the yard until one morning, while exiting her room upstairs, she heard an unfamiliar male voice coming from the downstairs sitting room. She stayed still, a dark red shawl wrapped around her upper arms and around her chest to cover herself. She hadn't been expecting company this morning and had, as usual, fallen asleep in a long sleeved but very thin cream chemise she'd taken a fondness to. She could feel the goosebumps on her skin as her nipples hardened with the cold drafts in the house and knew they would be instantly visible if she dropped the shawl. Though from listening...she wasn't sure if it was the draft or the man's voice causing the reaction. It was almost melodic, speaking in hushed tones but loud enough that she could make out the conversation.

"I think that I may have scared her the other morning and I want to make sure she's okay. I didn't realize she had moved in already or I would have taken...more precaution."

The hesitation in his voice caught her attention almost instantly. This was the guy! She wasn't crazy! That realization had her walking down the stairs to meet this man, to make sure for herself that she wasn't just hearing things as well. She creeped around the banister to the door of the study, not realizing that the shawl had slipped down her arms slightly or that her heart was beating so fast it might burst out of her chest. There in the center of the room, with who she now knew was the grounds keeper, was a man of about her age - darkerish hair, taller than her by several inches at least, broad shouldered, and a voice that could turn her to a puddle just from listening to it. His stance was closed off and tense as he talked rapidly with the grounds keeper, stating several times that he had to see her at once.

"So, you're the gentleman who was outside my window the other morning," she said softly, not wanting to cause any further discomfort in the situation. If she'd thought he was tense before, her voice instantly caused him to straighten his back hard, taking a deep breath as he slowly turned toward her. The sharp contrast of his eyes almost made her gasp. Hazel, for sure, but with mostly yellow and orange undertones. Like a predator. And she realized he was staring at her for an almost uncomfortable amount of time before he finally spoke.

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"Yes. And I am sorry if I scared you..."

"Rue", she smiled, trying to put him at ease.

"Rue", he repeated, "Your Uncle's passing has left us all very discombobulated and I didn't realize you were already here".

"It would have scared me less if you had stayed in one spot so I could make sure you were okay. I am a nurse, I would have been happy to have helped you. You seemed like you were in a lot of pain".

He narrowed his eyes at her, sending a shiver down her spine at how cold he suddenly became.

"I do not need a nurse and I do not need your help. I came here purely to make sure you weren't frightened and to promise that it won't happen again. I expect that we won't see each other again, or at least I hope not."

Each word dripped with venom, or at least so it felt, and Rue stepped back with the weight of it.

"I'll hope not, too, then. I'm sure you know how to see yourself out."

Rue turned on her heel and went to go back up the stairs, noting that the sting of his words hurt more than it probably should have. She sighed as she walked into her room just as she heard the front door close. She turned back toward her bedroom, wondering at the bereft feeling she suddenly felt weighing on her.

It seemed to her over the next month that the people working in the house were more standoffish with her than she would have liked. Everyone rushed around, efficiently doing what they were charged with doing but no one ever stopped to talk to her. She wondered how her Uncle had been with them and if she was some sort of pariah simply by being there. She attempted to drag everyone around her into conversation, including the grounds keeper who especially avoided her, to no avail.

Feeling more alone than she had in quite a while, she decided to start walking every day to new parts of the sprawling estate. She always connected more with nature than with people and being amongst the large maple trees put her mind at ease as she caressed the bark. Every now and again she would catch a glimpse of the path that lead back into the woods. "The guy", as she had taken to referring to him as, had made it pretty clear that he had no interest in seeing her at any point in the entirety of eternity. Yet...there was something. Something she could feel but couldn't explain: a magnetism that made her want to reach out and find out what his secrets were.

The opportunity came several nights later when the Full Moon was due to arrive again.

Rue was laying in bed as the sun set low in the horizon, turning the sky the brilliant shades of pink and purple just like they had the month before. She sat back a bit and put the book she was reading down onto her lap. There was something about nights like this that made her feel sexier, more feminine, more vulnerable, and this night was no exception. She sat her head back against her pillow and sighed, the fabric of her favorite thin chemise falling down off her shoulders to expose her creamy white skin across her chest. She noticed in the mirror next to her that her long dark hair was hugging her breasts, the dark rose color of her nipples through the fabric as they hardened at her thoughts, running her hands down her chest to pinch them just to the point of being painful. She closed her eyes as her soft moans filled her room as she ran her fingertips over her exposed thighs, the last month of tension needing to be released. She parted her thighs wide and traced her fingertips up and down the folds of her pussy, noticing that she was already so wet and hot that she could feel it dripping down to the bed. She circled her fingers up to her clit, pinching every so slightly to feel it throb between her fingers, her hips jerking hard against her hand as she did. She let out another series of moans as her body trembled with pleasure.

She was startled out of the impending orgasm when a very loud, very close howl came from outside her window. Rue jumped up and ran to see what was making the noise, noting that it was too close for comfort and sounded like a wolf.

No...there at the base of her window, in almost the same spot as a month ago, was "the guy". He was standing there, shirtless, holding his arms across his torso and looking up at her window. He howled again and fell to his knees, looking up at her again with a pleading expression.

Rue wasted no time, grabbing the red shawl off the bed again and racing downstairs, thinking to herself the whole time that she was going to verbally beat the tar out of this guy if he refused to let her help again. A human howling like that and sounding so much like an animal was a clear sign that something REALLY BAD was happening.

Rue hit the ground running again, and this time clearly saw him kneeling in the same spot, the light of the moon shining on his sweat soaked skin as he clawed at the ground in obvious pain. She dropped the shawl as she got to him, getting onto her knees in front of him to try to assess his status.

"Hey, hey, I'm here. Let me hel...,"

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"STAY BACK!"

The force of the command sent her back onto her heels as she looked him over. He was trembling, and it looked almost like his skin was bubbling every few seconds. She could tell his muscles were contracting hard and she could see his upper arms growing by the second. That wasn't possible...every muscle was suddenly more defined on his back and his chest, the thighs of his pants had started to split and she could see the hair on his legs and arms lengthening.

She sat there, shrinking back slightly as she watched his body change. This was it. She'd gone insane. She'd had an orgasm upstairs so hard that she had knocked herself out and this was a dream or..something.

"Rue...just...please, stay back," he whispered almost so low she couldn't hear it. His trembling was slightly less, his body more relaxed than it had been when she got outside. The sound of him saying her name like that sent a shiver down her spine and she felt her pussy gush against her thighs in response. Yet through that, she also felt intense anger at his being so sexy while being in so much pain and refusing to let her help AGAIN.

"I don't get you. You tell me you never want to see me ever again but then you randomly show up under my window looking at me like you need help but refuse it the SECOND I get out here. AGAIN."

"I can smell you."

He said it matter of fact but with a tone that told her clearly that he wasn't interested in discussing the previous events. He was way more focused on her.

"You interrupted me," she shyly whispered back, noticing the blush coming up her chest.

He leaned down onto his hands and moved his body closer to her, taking a deep sniff of the air above her. Rue could still see the bubbling of his muscles and she realized that whatever he was..he was still changing into it. He looked into her eyes and then slowly traced down her body, stopping at her hard nipples and the exposed expanses of her legs.

He moved closer still, putting his hands on either side of her hips as she leaned back, not sure whether to run or scream. Either thought was erased a second later as he caught her lips with his. He wasn't gentle at all and Rue's body gave in almost instantly as she moaned into his mouth, her tongue moving to find his as her hands dug into his shoulders. She was so hot and ready, the fabric of her chemise uncomfortable against her skin. He raised one hand to the center of her chest and slashed the fabric clear down to her upper thighs. It fell off in tatters around her wrists and hips, exposing every inch of her skin to his gaze and the night air. She looked up into his eyes, noticing that they were changing back and forth from a soft amber to the bright orange/yellow she had seen before. She could see the struggle and the pain of what was happening to him as he fought against it.

"What are you?," she slowly asked against his lips

He moved forward over her until she was laying beneath him, his skin hot against hers as he wrapped one of his arms around her hips, his own pressing against her thighs until they parted around his waist. The earth beneath her was cold as he held her down, lifting her hips up against his lap and pulling her forward until she could feel his cock throbbing against her thigh. She moved her hands up to his chest, her fingertips fluttering nervously as she looked up, moaning softly as he raked his claws down the outside of her thighs.

"We don't have a lot of time before I completely change," his tongue swirling lazily against her neck as he moaned into her ear "and I don't want to hurt you."

Rue shivered hard beneath him and ran her hands up his sides, holding onto his shoulder blades as she rocked her hips back and forth up against his, lost somewhere between fear and abandon. He reached down between them, guiding the tip of his cock to her hot core, sliding up and down slowly between her pussy lips. She whimpered as he teased her, arching her back slightly as her fingernails dug into his skin, leaning up to scrape her teeth gently against his earlobe.

"I don't mind if you hurt me."

He growled low in his throat as he gripped her thighs, pulling her forward as he buried his cock to the hilt with one hard thrust, forcing her back to arch off the ground as she cried out from being stretched so completely around him. He held still for what felt like an eternity for her body to adjust to him, running his claws up her sides until he was pinning her hands above her head. She'd never felt so full before, her pussy throbbing around his cock as he began to stroke back and forth inside her, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting hard back into her. He growled louder and held her wrists hard as she rocked her hips to match his rhythm, his muscles beginning to contract and stretch his body more as he moved. Rue could feel his cock swelling even larger inside her and she moved her legs wider in response, his eyes a solid orange now as he thrust hard and fast into her, forcing the moans from her chest as her pussy throbbed harder and harder around him, milking against him hard, her first orgasm rushing over her entire body as she screamed from the force of it. He lifted his head and howled loudly as her legs locked around him to hold him deep, her body begging for more.

Rue pulled her hands away from his grip, pressing up on his chest hard until he was beneath her, her thighs resting on either side of his as she sat back on her heels, stroking slowly up and down the full length of his cock as her fingernails raked down his chest.

He gripped his claws into her hips, guiding her movements as he thrust up into her with each downward stroke. His muscles contorted, the fur on his arms and chest growing longer and darker, his features becoming less human as he gripped hard into her skin, screaming from the pain of his body changing. Rue held her hips still, gasping loudly as his thighs, chest, and arms grew almost impossibly large. Rue watched somewhere between horror and awe as she recognized what was happening.

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