Lysandra followed his sleek form as he made his way down the hillside towards the camp. It was all happening the way she'd seen it so many years before. She'd never told anyone about her visions. And now it would all come to pass just as she had seen. She curled her long tail around her body as a single tear fell.
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Sardinia, Italy - Present Day
"What do you mean there's no trace? The boss will have your head if you can't get the job done! I suggest you try harder." Seraphina laughed as she ended the call. Fool. You'd think he'd know better than to call with no information. If the boss had answered the phone, his death warrant would have already been signed. She drummed her long red fingernails on the desk. Now the question was whether to tell the boss right away, or save the information for later.
Seraphina, meet me in my quarters.
She smiled to herself. The boss hadn't sent for her in a month. She'd started to worry she had fallen out of his favor. She pushed her chair away from her desk and stood up, straightening her tight skirt. Not that it would be on for long. She ran her fingers through her long blond hair, making sure to make it just a little bit wild, just the way he liked it. On my way, boss.
Seraphina walked past a group of Betas, a smirk on her beautiful face. She accentuated the swing of her hips as she made her way down the hall. She loved the admiring looks from the males she passed, several of them hoping to catch her attention themselves in the future. She might accommodate them at some point. But she really was hoping to remind the boss of why he'd kept her around for half a millennium.
Erobos smiled when he heard the tell-tale sounds of Seraphina's spike heels on the wooden floors. She would be at home in one of those dance clubs the humans loved so much, and would have the males falling all over themselves to please her. But she lived to please him. He allowed her her dalliances with the Betas, but she belonged to him. She was the perfect consort for him until he finally had his mate. She was so much more to his liking than Zosime, who had been a monumental waste of his precious time. But she'd served her purpose.
The statuesque blond stood outside the door and was about to knock. Her hand stopped in mid-air.
Enter, Seraphina.
As she opened the door she spotted him at the other side of the room, waiting for her. Her lips curved into a smile and she lowered her eyes in submission. She approached him slowly, taking carefully measured steps to accentuate her sultry movements. She could see, out of the corner of her eyes, his attention fixed on her. As far as she knew, he hadn't taken any of the other pack females in the last month. She'd been a little worried when he'd brought the human female to the compound. But he had just locked her up and hadn't seemed overly interested in her. Whatever her purpose had been, Drago had thrown a monkey wrench into his plans. He would pay for that soon enough. But for now, she was content to have the boss' full attention again.
The door closed quietly behind her. She stood in front of her Alpha, his for the taking. She always felt the same way when she was here, even after all these years. One would think they would know each other well, but she never knew what he would do to her. The boss was unpredictable. About the only thing she knew was that he was never gentle. Again, the smile came to her lips as she waited, watching the floor.
His eyes gleamed as he looked at the sensuous little bitch in front of him. He sniffed the air and grinned with satisfaction. She was always ready for him. She couldn't be hotter if she was in heat! But since she hadn't found her mate she had never been in that condition. For a moment he wondered just how much hotter she could get, but that would mean her belonging to someone else, and he would never allow that. Not until his mate was at his side, that is.
He walked slowly around his prey, his hand skating along the naked skin of her shoulders. He did so like it when she kept her shoulders bared. It gave him a wonderful view of her neck and the many scars he'd left there over the centuries. His eyes seemed to change, taking on a life of their own. His wolf was close. Anyone who might see him now would see the beast, and be afraid. His fingers walked their way across her collarbone and he laughed lightly as he saw her sudden intake of breath. Yes, she was a hot one. Just a touch was all it took to have her ready for him. A look from his wolf would bring her to her knees, begging to be fucked.
Her pulse leapt in her throat, her heart pounding as he took his time. Just for a second, her thoughts wandered to the first time he had taken her. She had been given to him by her father to ensure his own safety when Erobos had taken over their pack in Sicily, five hundred years ago. She'd been a virgin and known nothing of sex. She had learned quickly! And what she learned first was that the Alpha's pleasure was all that mattered. Her life depended on pleasing him, and she was a quick study. She had soon learned to enjoy her position as consort of the most powerful Alpha in Italy. And now, he was the most powerful Alpha in Europe, maybe even the world!
His hand took her jaw and turned her to face him, the wolf ready to take his little fuck toy. He wouldn't let her look away as the wolf took over his body. He always wanted her to see what others feared, what she still needed to fear. He would never allow her to think she had tamed him, or that he cared for her in any other way than as his slave, his tramp, his little whore. She was his to use any way he wished. He had found the perfect little play thing and had molded her into the heated little bitch she was now. But if she ever overstepped her bounds, he would kill her in a second. As long as she remembered that, she served his purposes well.
She willed herself to stand still. No matter how many times she had watched his transformation, he still terrified her. But the fear was so worth the pleasure she felt when he would fuck her. She couldn't stop from trembling as she felt his hot breath on her tender skin. His wet tongue slid along her neck, moving from one bite mark to the next. She closed her eyes for one quick moment to gather her wits about her. When she opened them, she stared directly into the eyes of the monster, the evil that lived inside her Master. She fought the instinct to scream. Even after all these years, the sight of him frightened her beyond all reason. In spite of her fear, or maybe because of it, her wolf was ready for him. She flagged her tail in response to the virile male that wanted her. Let the human fear, her thoughts were of him filling her, using her.
Shift, Seraphina.
The blond wolf was anxious to please her Alpha and dropped her clothes. Seconds later she stood on four legs, looking over her shoulder at the gargantuan wolf who stood behind her. She wagged her tail, her tongue hanging. She hadn't felt him inside her in so long, and she was ready.
The Dire Wolf towered over the little female, his huge paws grabbing her by the hips as he plunged his entire length into her tight little body in one stroke. He growled and bit down on the scruff of her neck as she instinctively tried to move away from his invading hard cock. She yelped in pain as his cock stretched her walls without mercy while he thrust into her again and again.
Her yelps of pain became growls of pleasure and she lifted her hips to take him deeper. Her face was to the floor while he pounded in and out. Yes, this was what she'd been waiting for. This was what she was meant for, to belong to her Alpha.
Erobos had not touched a female in a month and his wolf needed to vent his frustrations at the failings of his most recent plans. As he rammed his little bitch over and over, he let his shaggy head fall back and howled his indignation. He needed Gary's formula and he'd been foiled in his attempts to take control of it. He needed Leona and he had lost her. He'd had the means to lure her back and that pup, Drago, had stolen her from him. He had failed over and over.
Seraphina grunted with each forceful thrust into her ravaged pussy. She had gone from pain, to pleasure, and now to excruciating pain as his cock never ceased. But she knew better than to attempt to escape. She began to whine and yelp in pain. She felt his front legs pull tighter around her rib cage as he held her in place. She felt his teeth grabbing at her neck, tearing the flesh, and then his tongue, lapping at her blood. She waited for him to finish, expecting him any moment to sate himself and come with a flood inside her. But he continued his plundering of her flesh and his sucking of in her blood until the wound had healed. She anticipated his orgasm, but it didn't come. Instead, he tore open her neck again, taking more of her blood, until she faded into darkness.
