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The 'guests' arrived right on time, each one seeming to materialize right on the dot at the front doors. You were commanded to welcome each of them as they came inside, promptly guiding each of them to their seats. There were two Italian's, one German, and one English vampire. At first glance, they appeared to be mere mortal men, until you caught a glimpse of most of their eyes: red. All blood red and seemingly glowing, eying you with a curiosity you couldn't comprehend, and perhaps never wanted to...except one. The last guest, the one appearing to be of English descent, whose bright green eyes studied you intently as soon as you had greeted him at the door, appeared to be trying to determine what opinion he should make of you. You made sure to steer clear from him after he was seated, but you couldn't shake this nagging feeling that he knew something that you didn't, but perhaps should, at the exact same time.

Once the four members were comfortably situated in the living room, you stood quietly to the side hanging close to the shadows, fidgeting uncomfortably as they whispered amongst themselves off and on. Sometimes their eyes rested on you, other times on each other or random objects set up as decoration throughout the room. A couple times the two Italian-accented vampires addressed you and asked you curiously for your name, which you gave, but that was all. You could tell they wanted to ask more in depth questions, but they ended up leaving it at that with awkwardness hanging in the air beside you. Not that you would have preferred them to continue, being that they eyed you ALMOST as hungrily as Kiku had on certain nights recently.

When Kiku finally entered the premises, any form of idle chit chat between any of the vampire members vanished, and all four pairs of eyes were now observing the Asian vampire that had entered their midst.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kiku Honda's point of view ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Kiku took a few minutes to analyze those he had called to this meeting of utter importance, arms crossed in front of his chest. From the corner of his eyes, he could see __________ was uncomfortable in the present surroundings, fully aware it was the company of the other vampires that was making her so antsy. He couldn't hold back a satisfied chuckle. She'll be used to this by the time she and I finally mate.

He turned his dark thoughts back to his guests. “Gentremen, I am quite certain you are arl aware why I have brought you here tonight, are you not?”

A chortle came from the man in the forest green cloak – the only one that hadn't looked at you with solid red eyes, fingers crossed in front of his face as his elbows rested comfortably on either side of the recliner chair he sat in. He had blonde hair, bright green eyes flaring red off and on, as he addressed Kiku, “Eirko* Honda...you have killed. I am positive that I was not the only one to smell the blood spilt the other night...am I not, Ludwig, Feliciano, and Romano?”

The one, which you came to discover was named 'Romano', screeched out, “What the f*ck?!?! YOU said we weren't allowed to kill at ALL for the next f*cking couple of weeks! This better not be some stupid sh*t where you say 'do as I say, not as I do'! Because that is BULLSH*--”

The blonde haired man hissed and stood up, baring his teeth at Romano. Immediately, the shorter man clamped his mouth shut and took a step back, as if forcing himself to be respectful, because it was quite apparent he was reluctant to do so. Kiku spoke up in Romano's place, “Stand down, Arthur-san. Romano-san...I am quite aware of the circumstances at present...but it had to be done. Detairls were written in the letters I sent back through our carriers to you, did you not receive it?”

Feliciano's cheeks flushed, and uncertainly clawed at Romano's sleeve. “Fratello...I-I forgot to tell you that Eirko Honda had sent us a response, and--”

Kiku ran a hand through is raven hair, sighing as he watched livid Romano turn on a timid Feliciano. Those brothers...I doubt that they will ever fully communicate and get along. Either way, they are worthy comrades in this time of war. Particularly when their bi-polar personalities shine through. They are dependable when it counts, especially at those times. And if not...well, lets just say that someone's blood will be spilt that night. He turned to Arthur and Ludwig, not bothering to wait for the two Italian vampires to collect themselves. There was too much to attend to. Too much currently at stake.

“Arthur-san, I wourld rike to thank you for accomodating my __________-san's needs whirle I have been too busy to attend to them adequately. I sharl reward you soon enough.”

Arthur smiled and inclined his head a bit, tipping his wizard-like hat towards him. “But of course, Honda Kiku...it was an honor to do for an Eirko. Though I must say, she is quite the specimen you have there.”

Kiku merely smiled, as he knew that Arthur posed no immediate threat to his mate. Though it certainly paid to see her looking so frightful by his choice of words, as well as how she seemed to tremble when Arthur had looked back at her at that moment, purposefully trying to freak her out. “Now now, no need to frighten my mate needressly, Arthur-san. I wanted to check up with you arl on how the war currently stands with those virle beasts as of late.” Kiku couldn't help himself from pacing back and forth in front of the quad. “Rerlate to me arl that you know, everyone. We need to make sure that they are kept in their prace, without this escarating into a furl scarle war.”

By this time, much to Kiku's relief as he had almost completely lost his temper with the Italian brothers, Feliciano and Romano had calmed back down.

“Well, I caught one of those f*ckers trying to make off with one of our female humans in the village Feliciano and I use to hunt? And we chased the sh*thead back to the edge of the mountains, but lately they've been attacking kids randomly. Stupid a*ses...I think they're trying to make sure that we won't have any prey to grow up and replace the adults we survive off of!”

Feliciano merely nodded along with his brother. “Ve! And I had to fend a couple off from stealing our precious supply of chickens and tomatoes we've been taking such special care of in our small greenhouse! They're starting to resort to all kinds of thievery, it's just not right ve~” He let out various distressed 've' sounds.

Ludwig and Arthur reported similarly, but mainly when they were dragging off their own prey, they would be intercepted on their path back home with their unconscious victim(s). Ludwig shook his head as Arthur admitted, “I even had to drop what I had worked so hard for, because that d*mn Alfred and Matthew ganged up on me. Tch...I think they wanted ME, not my meal. But either way I guess they were satisfied...”

Kiku shook his head in disdain, gritting his teeth in frustration. “They have become too borld...far too borld.” He had his back turned to the four vampires, then he lifted his head and slowly turned back around to eye them with a malicious smirk. “But that is arl about to change.”

Ludwig's breath caught in his throat. “Do you mean, because you...?”

Kiku smirked, eyes glowing a dangerous bright red. “Exactry, my friend. Though I was rucky that time, we wirl--”

Suddenly his crystal red eyes rested on his mate. There is no further need of her to be present at this time. “_________-san...head upstairs and wait for my coming.”

He smiled warmly when she became reluctant; her interests were obviously piqued. When she still stood there twenty seconds after he had ordered her to leave the living room premises, he strode over to her and whispered darkly into her ear. “Go now...or I can't be herld responsibre for what you wirl see...”

Kiku feinted a somewhat sorrowful expression, though he didn't plan on any bloodshed at that current time, but it was the one way to get her to move, which she did without objection this time. After his acute hearing and senses indicated to him that she was indeed in their shared room, and the door had shut, he turned back to the other vampires in the room.

“As I was saying, we wirl pran an attack to compretery remove them from our rands forever...but I need arl of your support. The question is: are you stirl wirling to forrow me untirl the end... Wirl you die for me: your Eirko?”

There was no hesitation in the four vampiric men as they gave both their spoken consent to follow him, all dropping to their knees to show their humility to him, making his smirk turn darker. Then now is the time...everything is falling together perfectly. The scum will be removed from our lands permanently, and I can live peacefully with my __________-san in this castle. There will be no more need for her to fear the darkness, and she can travel freely beyond the courtyard...given that she always returns to me at the end of the day. “Then it is settled. I wirl notify the four of you when the time is right. Wait for my signarl until then.”

Arthur stood up at this time, gesturing towards Kiku as he performed a humble bow towards him. “In the meantime, I would like to discuss another matter with you, Eirko Honda...perhaps in private?”

Kiku gave Arthur a curt nod. “Hai. Meet me in my study.” He turned towards the other three watching after the Englishman had headed up to his personal study. “I wirl meet the three of you at the intended rocation. You shourld know where, Rudwig-san.”

Ludwig bowed partway at the waist, followed quickly by the other two. “It vill be done as you command, Eirko Honda.”

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Once Kiku had entered his study, the two immediately made sharp eye contact. It felt like eternity as the two just stared at one another – eyes unmoving from the others pupils, until Arthur finally spoke.

“How long do you plan to keep what you've done a secret from her, Kiku? Do you honestly think that she will willingly choose to be your mate after she finds out?”

Kiku chuckled darkly, striding forward to look out the window of his study. It really was a beautiful evening – the snow was falling slowly now, but would pick up in due time. A storm was nigh.

“I don't see any reason for her to know period, Arthur-san. Mind your own business, and focus on the battle nearly at hand.”

The green eyed vampire's pupils narrowed to slits as he studied Kiku. “Humans are simple, but trivial, creatures. Don't underestimate the fact that they have found many means to slaughter our kind in the past, as well as in present day. They will seek revenge. Or have you forgotten how your elder brother was killed right before your very eyes, though he was so confident in his abilities after killing that known villager?”

Kiku's eyes turned fire-red as they snapped towards his friend, baring his teeth a bit. Arthur crossed his arms underneath his cloak, but made no move to stand down. The Japanese vampire smirked, turning to him fully. “And let me have you ask yourself this: who was the individual who obliterated a wereworlf singrle-handedlry just the other evening? Me. I harlf wonder at times if you forget who you are tarlking to, Arthur-san...do not press your ruck. I wirl ret you reave now in one piece, unress there is something erlse your conscience wishes to press on me at this time...?”

Arthur stood tall, but inclined his head briefly, smiling devilishly. “Nothing is left to discuss at this time, Eirko Honda. But may I remind you that if it were not for me, you wouldn't have found this hidden human village, neither your mate you've so longed for.” With that, he bowed deeply and pulled his cloak around his shoulders tightly. “I will meet you at the entrance of your castle to help guard your back.” At that, he left.

Kiku rolled his eyes arrogantly when he left, turning to gaze outside. It matters not if she were to find out anyways. To take her by force is nothing short of what I've had to do from the start with her. As I have told her before, and still believe, regardless of what she may think, she will become mine.

Cracking his knuckles, he walked out of his study, heading in the direction of his room. Well, time to get this over with.

* * * * * * * * Reader's point of view * * * * * * * * * *

“Finally...” You murmured to yourself and plopped down on the bed, feeling exhausted after having dealt with the tense air of, in your humble opinion were, such vile men. My escape is going to be near impossible now...how in the world am I going to manage this without being caught?? Kiku's going to cling to me all night as he does every night, and then I'm going to be stuck here...until he rapes me. G*d I gotta figure this out before that happens!! Kiku had most likely stayed downstairs to see his guests off, and would return before too long. The question is: exactly HOW much time did you have? Could he smell you from afar? You know he could detect your blood, but...what if there was a way to force him to sleep? Nah, that won't matter...he's used to--

Your senses became alert, making your ears stand at attention hearing the familiar padding of footsteps up the stairs and Kiku's presence drawing near. SH*T, I missed my chance...! Gulping nervously, you watched Kiku enter, heading straight for you. You couldn't help tensing as his strong hands grasped either side of your upper arms and he kissed you hard and passionately for a moment, his two fangs brushing against your bottom lip as your mouth was forced open to accept his invasive muscle. Your head jerked a bit in discomfort feeling his two fangs purposefully slice your lips a bit due to the force of his kissing, making you whimper in pain. After a minute, he pulled back and licked your bloody lips, before whispering, “I have something that must be attended to. Keep the doors and windows rocked untirl my return.”

His right hand reached up to stroke tufts of your hair behind your right ear, making you flinch away from his touch. This only seemed to make him smirk in satisfaction, and he added on, “I have every furl intention of making you mine, __________-san...but we must wait untirl the night of the orange furl moon. Don't worry – soon you wirl officiarly berong to me. Oh how I can't wait to f*ck you~” He purred the last few words and pecked your lips briefly with his before turning and grabbing his cape as he shut and locked the door behind him.

As soon as he had left the room, you let out a shaky breath, trembling a bit. Quickly running to the window, you watched as Kiku left with a tall figure in tow in the direction of the woods...which you had discovered was the opposite direction of your village by looking at a map in a book that Kiku owned. He had given you access to his library obviously without fully thinking of the consequences of such an action. No matter – as you hoped that this would be the last time you saw him.

However, there was still the issue of the magical silver bracelet on your left wrist. You sighed looking down at it. He thought of everything...but even though he threatens to 'punish' me if I try to escape...I'd rather risk death than be back in this despicable creature's arms! So hoping against hope, you knew you were going to have to attempt escape regardless of being unable to remove such a nuisance. It was better than just standing around doing nothing!

So after carefully taking out the small bag that you had found in your closet while searching for a dress earlier, you quickly threw on the single shirt and pants that you had been wearing of the night of your kidnap, and left the dress on the bed. You had a small loaf of bread stashed in the room in case you didn't want to make a venture downstairs later for food, as sometimes the castle itself just made you nervous...as if it was alive, and watching your every movement. There were even times you felt it appeared to 'feed' off of your energy, but one couldn't be sure.

You hurried downstairs after pick-locking the bedroom door, and after stealing one of Kiku's cloaks on the coat rack, you took a deep breath and pushed open the huge double oak doors.

Immediately the brisk winter wind welcomed you, billowing your cape behind you as you forced your way through it to the outside. Glancing around, you quickly determined your location and headed in the direction of what should eventually guide you to your village. You pulled the cape around you tighter, peering through the snow glaze and trying to make sure you didn't lose your way and accidentally head back in the direction of the place you were trying to escape.

You noticed that the farther you traveled from the courtyard outside the castle, the more the bracelet seemed to pulse and tighten itself around your wrist. Not so tight that it cut off the circulation, but tight enough that if you could cut the silver with scissors? You'd most likely slice your skin open in the process. In order to help ignore the discomfort, you pulled your cloak down and around it so you wouldn't have to look at it, nor have the thing draw more attention than necessary. That is, IF there was even another living soul out there with you.

However, after walking for about 30 minutes, you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching you. You would have assumed it was Kiku tracking you down, but your seventh sense always lets you know when he is near....no, this was someone, or rather something, of an entirely different body composition. Shortly after that, you were startled to hear howls in the distance, making you grip your cape in fear and walk faster.

It wasn't long before you noticed the howls were getting closer, and then, that's when you saw it. IT was the best way you could describe this...man-creature. It stood on two legs like a man, but it had eyes that glowed a bright yellow - a hard, unmoving, impenetrable gaze that seemed to bore into your very soul. If you hadn't been so afraid you might have screamed and then ran for it. Immediately after you considered such thoughts, it started stalking closer, and that's when you knew: your effort would have been for naught from the start.

For right in front of you, stood: an enormous werewolf.

The creature stood at least 6 feet tall at its height, but soon crouched down on all fours as it began to circle you, growling softly with a menacing grin on its face as it watched your every breath and movement even as you stood in place. It was analyzing you, and as if it wasn't obvious that the werewolf was hungry, the wolf-man spoke to you in a guttural voice as it licked its chops.

“I didn't realize that my next meal was going to walk so foolishly out in the open in the middle of nowhere like bait on a fishing hook. Hahahaha!”

Before you could make a sound or attempt a reply, he was on top of you and pressing a hand-like paw down on your throat so you couldn't scream. It was at this time you got a good look at his face: dark blonde fur, with a signature cow-lick on top of his head, and bright baby blue eyes that had the shape of a star for pupils. His tail was swishing back and forth much like that of a cat's behavior when hunting.

Smirking, he lowered his razor sharp teeth to graze the shell of your left ear, making you wince in pain as it leaves a very thin cut in your skin, just enough to draw a little blood. “Any last words, sweetheart...?”

You clenched your eyes shut, trying to breathe more than anything, but managed to choke out, “Make...quick...”

Abruptly, the pressure on your neck was gone and you were coughing harshly to regain your breath. He was still straddling your hips, sitting on them really, but you had already accepted your death at this moment, so you closed your eyes and waited for your end....

Except it never came.

When you finally peeked up at him, he was frowning.

“That's it? Make your death quick? No 'please stop don't kill me' crap, begging, or NUTHIN'????” He crossed his hairy arms and pouted, eyes regarding you with disappointment. “Man...you suck. But I guess a meal's a meal, and there's no way that I'm gonna turn down a---” Suddenly, his eyes become riveted by the side of your throat, but not in lust or hunger, more like amazement. He reached his right hand-paw to hover over your neck, then traced a single sharp claw over the sensitive location of your bite from Kiku. “And WHAT do we have here...?”

You jerked a bit as he rubbed your wound roughly with his fingers, rubbing some of the dried 'healing' substance that Kiku had placed over it from the night before off, causing it to bleed again, and making you let out a single whimper of pain. The werewolf raised an eyebrow curiously at you, but continued to inspect it. “Are you a vampire...? But” Takes a large whiff of your body, and snorts. “...you don't smell like one in the slightest. Just a normal human...with a slight aroma around you. You're a 'marked prey' aren't you? But who's your 'master'...? Hm?”

Thinking that it mattered little to pass on the name of one disgusting creature to another, you hissed out, “...His name is Kiku Honda. He stole me from my village and wants me to be his vampire mate...but I'd sooner die.”

At that knowledge, the werewolf's starred pupils dilated and he let out a deep snarl, only to replace it with laughter, before pinning your shoulders down effortlessly into the snow. He lowered his teeth down over your throat, but instead of biting down, his tongue slithered out to make one thick, dripping wet lick sideways over your neck, making your cringe in disgust as the chilling residue clung to your skin. What IS it with these guys...??

After a moment of what you could only imagine as 'tasting' you, he stood up and began walking around you again on all fours, as if deciding what to do with you. You didn't even bother getting up beyond resting on your elbows in the snow, watching him in fear and confusion. Seeming to come to a decision, the werewolf's smirk turned to a much friendlier, not to mention rather attractive, smile, and he sat on his hunches.

“My name's Alfred...you were trespassing, but I think I'll let you pass... for now. Besides, you are marked by the infamous Kiku Honda – a sworn enemy of my clan.”

Shakily you laid back down in the snow, wiping off the wolf's saliva still fresh on your neck with your arm, and shivered as the wind blew across your body. Any amount of skin left uncovered by your clothes or cloak were slightly damp with sweat. I...I think he might let me live...But just to make sure he doesn't get me when I turn my back, I better just lie here a moment longer...

Alfred watched you curiously when you didn't move, even though he had said he'd let you go. What an interesting prey... “...Tell me, human. What is your name? And what are you doing way out here obviously lost in the Kiraschka mountains?”

Lying unmoving in the snow, you said, “__________...and I was trying to go home.”

The werewolf's tail swished side to side, almost like a kitten's while it's playing with a ball of string or similar. He grinned, and padded over near you, before plopping down beside you in the slow and curled his huge body around yours so that the cold wind was blocked from blowing on you directly. You blinked up at him, your (eye color) orbs meeting his rather brilliant blue ones. He bent a clawed hand down to stroke your face, still smirking. “You're a long, long way from home, baby...the snow must have turned you around. I've been watching you for a while now...walking in circles. I planned to take you out of your misery...but it appears I would have been doing yourself a favor more than my own.”

You shivered at the touch of his warm, but slightly chilled, paw rubbing against your chapped cheeks from the frigid wind. He smelled like wet dog. Then he asked, what you supposed could have been called prying in other circumstances, “Why did you want to leave your master vampire? Though I see you're not a vampire yourself...yet. Did you hope to lose him in the thickness of this storm? Or were you purposefully walking around in circles?”

You glared up at him, batting his hand away from your face. “Sh-shut up! These mountains are known for confusing travelers! It's not my fault – I studied books well before I--”

“So now you're a traveler are you? Since you're such a little liar, maybe I should just go ahead and kill you now,” he rumbled from his chest.

You teared up, seeing he was both teasing and toying with you, and you started to cry. “Just kill me...I don't want to live anymore...I HATE everything...I hate it...” You covered your face with your hands, sobbing a bit, until Alfred's muzzle pushed itself underneath your hands on your face. The fur on his body tickled your skin, and had you not been so miserable, you would have laughed from the sensation.

“No need to talk suicidal, baby. Life could always get worse. You see, back before the dawning of man, this land belonged to man and werewolf alike, and we used to live in harmony, as we sought the blood of animals and not mankind to feed our ravished bellies. However, hearing about the abundance of human civilization blossoming here nearby Mt. Kiraschka, that's when the vampires came. They brought not only bloodshed, but their misunderstandings with them, creating distrust amongst the humans. Werewolves tried to help protect the humans, but due to the ferocity of our nature along with the vampires tarnishing our names as they killed needlessly, we were viewed the same as those bloodthirsty monsters. In the end, we have become feared by all far and wide.”

You frowned. Something seemed suspicious about this story. I don't believe you. is what you wanted to call out to him, but you knew your opinion wouldn't really matter.

Then his smile softened, but there was also some sort of malicious glint to his eyes. “So you want to escape the clutches of your 'master'? I think we could come to an agreement. You see, vampires can live for hundreds of years, but they aren't eternal. He If you desire freedom, I can give you that, but in turn, you have to promise ME an even exchange.”

Ah, you knew it. Bribery. “And what, exactly, would that 'even exchange' be?”

His eyes darkened almost frightfully, turning into black hues around the pupil, making the star shape in the center radiate even more. “A way inside so I can exact my revenge.”

You blinked dumbly at him. “...A way inside to what?”

He chuckled darkly, bringing a hand back up to stroke your cheekbones. “Why, a way inside Kiku's heart and mind – his WEAKNESS. Don't you get it? Vampires will generally only reveal their greatest weakness to one they love, or their 'mate.' They hold it to their graves, but if one can find their weakness, then they can be annihilated for good! I seek revenge for my clan, so we can stop living in their shadow. They are the one's who give our kind a bad name! We live in the dark ages now, __________...we don't deserve this kind of reputation! The only reason we attack humans is out of anger, for being mistreated by everyone! You don't know what it's like, to just want to be friendly with our fellow creatures of the earth, only to be attacked the moment a werewolf is found on sight. How often do you see humans disappear on the account of a werewolf, compared to flocks of sheep?”

Now that you had taken a moment to think about it, there were far more rare cases of reports made about werewolves attacking a village than there were about vampires. So maybe there WAS at least some shred of truth to this story. “B-But I can't! I can't! I just can't go back to that nightmare! Please just kill me then if you don't eat people!”

Alfred smiled gently, almost warmly, and nuzzled noses with you, making you blush. “Shh baby. You really don't have a choice, unfortunately, due to the simple fact he is already on his way to get you.” He half smirked seeing your eyes widen with greater fear than what he saw you express upon seeing him, and you looked around fervently. “H-How long? Where?! Please let me go! I have to run! M-Maybe I can make it to a village in time and they can--”

There werewolf's mane around his neck rolled side to side slightly as he shook his head, pressing a soft finger-paw to your lips. “It's too late for that. However, if it is freedom you seek, then I will grant your deepest desire. I promise I can exterminate this vampire from existence if you will but help me in return. If we're both getting what we want in the end, then where's the harm? You hate him, don't you?”

You hesitated. That...voice or feeling or whatever it was called deep in the recesses of your brain cried out that this was not true. That you couldn't EVER hate Kiku, because you cared for him. Quickly shaking your head to rid yourself of those imposing emotions, which seemed to swelter the more you tried to shake them off and push them into a corner of your brain, you looked up at the werewolf warily. “How do I know you'll keep your word? What's the catch?”

Alfred shook his head again, feeling rushed as Kiku's presence drew ever closer. Perhaps even having given away his own identity for lingering too long. “No catch. As soon as you discover his deepest weakness, then all you have to do is go outside and leave the mark of a star in the snow towards the edge of the courtyard. I will know, and I will come the next day so we can speak and plan accordingly. Find a way to distract the blood sucker away from you, and I will take care of the rest so we may quickly meet and speak. But until then, do try to stay alive?”

Before you knew what was happening, he had stood, and letting out a strong howl into the wind, bounded away through the thick snow until he was gone in barely the blink of an eye.

It dawned on you that for him to run off so quickly, must have meant that Kiku had come. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion as your senses peaked, heart practically stopping in place, as you slowly sat up, and turned.

There, with fire red eyes, stood Kiku Honda, with a hand pressed over his mouth, face scrunched up in disgust as he glared at you. You gulped, suddenly much more afraid than when you first saw that werewolf. “Kiku...I-I mean master, I can explain--!”

“Urusai!”*

The tone in his voice stung you, the venom and anger he was feeling completely emanating from his very core. Almost as soon as he had spoken, he strode towards you with confident, steady steps. Involuntarily, you began to cower as one of his hands reached out to grab you by the back of your coat, and hauled you to your feet. Then without hesitating a second longer, he scooped you by your legs and flung you over his left shoulder, and began heading back in the direction of your almost completely faded footsteps. You would have struggled, but laying down in the snow had slowed your blood and adrenaline down, and you were shivering from the cold.

But it didn't take a genius for you to know that your master was pissed out of his mind. And you feared the worst as he carried you back to his castle.

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“O-OUCH!”

You yelped as you were thrown roughly onto the bed, bouncing a little on the silky sheets as you hit the mattress. You stole a glance back at your captor, who merely watched you with cold, blood red eyes as he began removing his heavy cloak, and then stalked towards you after removing his boots.

Feeling terrified, you began to scramble backwards on the bed, only to be yanked roughly by your ankles until you were underneath his towering form over you. “I-I'm sorry! I won't do it again! I--” Your throat locked up when he silently began to undo your cloak, and then his hands went straight for your jeans.

Your body squirmed underneath his, hands scrambling to stop him from undoing them completely, mind racing. “Master stop! W-what are you doing?!” It took you a moment to think of it, but quickly added on, “It's not the night of a full moon!”

What he said next made your blood run cold. His voice laced with malevolence and perhaps a touch of humor. “Instigating your punishment. I warned you about running away, I torld you that you were my prisoner untirl you accepted your fate at my side. But now I see you are more than wirling to face the consequences of your actions.”

And as your expression mirrored combined emotions of horror and anxiety, he made short work of your pants, and reached forward to do the same to your panties.

End of Chapter 3 Part II.

Description
The 'guests' arrived right on time, each one seeming to materialize right on the dot at the front doors. You were commanded to welcome each of them as they came inside, promptly guiding each of them to their seats. There were two Italian's, one German, and one English vampire. At first glance, they appeared to be mere mortal men, until you caught a glimpse of most of their eyes: red. All blood red and seemingly glowing, eying you with a curiosity you couldn't comprehend, and perhaps never wanted to...except one. The last guest, the one appearing to be of English descent, whose bright green eyes studied you intently as soon as you had greeted him at the door, appeared to be trying to determine what opinion he should make of you. You made sure to steer clear from him after he was seated, but you couldn't shake this nagging feeling that he knew something that you didn't, but perhaps should, at the exact same time.

Once the four members were comfortably situated in the living room, you stood quietly to the side hanging close to the shadows, fidgeting uncomfortably as they whispered amongst themselves off and on. Sometimes their eyes rested on you, other times on each other or random objects set up as decoration throughout the room. A couple times the two Italian-accented vampires addressed you and asked you curiously for your name, which you gave, but that was all. You could tell they wanted to ask more in depth questions, but they ended up leaving it at that with awkwardness hanging in the air beside you. Not that you would have preferred them to continue, being that they eyed you ALMOST as hungrily as Kiku had on certain nights recently.

When Kiku finally entered the premises, any form of idle chit chat between any of the vampire members vanished, and all four pairs of eyes were now observing the Asian vampire that had entered their midst.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kiku Honda's point of view ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Kiku took a few minutes to analyze those he had called to this meeting of utter importance, arms crossed in front of his chest. From the corner of his eyes, he could see __________ was uncomfortable in the present surroundings, fully aware it was the company of the other vampires that was making her so antsy. He couldn't hold back a satisfied chuckle. She'll be used to this by the time she and I finally mate.

He turned his dark thoughts back to his guests. “Gentremen, I am quite certain you are arl aware why I have brought you here tonight, are you not?”

A chortle came from the man in the forest green cloak – the only one that hadn't looked at you with solid red eyes, fingers crossed in front of his face as his elbows rested comfortably on either side of the recliner chair he sat in. He had blonde hair, bright green eyes flaring red off and on, as he addressed Kiku, “Eirko* Honda...you have killed. I am positive that I was not the only one to smell the blood spilt the other night...am I not, Ludwig, Feliciano, and Romano?”

The one, which you came to discover was named 'Romano', screeched out, “What the f*ck?!?! YOU said we weren't allowed to kill at ALL for the next f*cking couple of weeks! This better not be some stupid sh*t where you say 'do as I say, not as I do'! Because that is BULLSH*--”

The blonde haired man hissed and stood up, baring his teeth at Romano. Immediately, the shorter man clamped his mouth shut and took a step back, as if forcing himself to be respectful, because it was quite apparent he was reluctant to do so. Kiku spoke up in Romano's place, “Stand down, Arthur-san. Romano-san...I am quite aware of the circumstances at present...but it had to be done. Detairls were written in the letters I sent back through our carriers to you, did you not receive it?”

Feliciano's cheeks flushed, and uncertainly clawed at Romano's sleeve. “Fratello...I-I forgot to tell you that Eirko Honda had sent us a response, and--”

Kiku ran a hand through is raven hair, sighing as he watched livid Romano turn on a timid Feliciano. Those brothers...I doubt that they will ever fully communicate and get along. Either way, they are worthy comrades in this time of war. Particularly when their bi-polar personalities shine through. They are dependable when it counts, especially at those times. And if not...well, lets just say that someone's blood will be spilt that night. He turned to Arthur and Ludwig, not bothering to wait for the two Italian vampires to collect themselves. There was too much to attend to. Too much currently at stake.

“Arthur-san, I wourld rike to thank you for accomodating my __________-san's needs whirle I have been too busy to attend to them adequately. I sharl reward you soon enough.”

Arthur smiled and inclined his head a bit, tipping his wizard-like hat towards him. “But of course, Honda Kiku...it was an honor to do for an Eirko. Though I must say, she is quite the specimen you have there.”

Kiku merely smiled, as he knew that Arthur posed no immediate threat to his mate. Though it certainly paid to see her looking so frightful by his choice of words, as well as how she seemed to tremble when Arthur had looked back at her at that moment, purposefully trying to freak her out. “Now now, no need to frighten my mate needressly, Arthur-san. I wanted to check up with you arl on how the war currently stands with those virle beasts as of late.” Kiku couldn't help himself from pacing back and forth in front of the quad. “Rerlate to me arl that you know, everyone. We need to make sure that they are kept in their prace, without this escarating into a furl scarle war.”

By this time, much to Kiku's relief as he had almost completely lost his temper with the Italian brothers, Feliciano and Romano had calmed back down.

“Well, I caught one of those f*ckers trying to make off with one of our female humans in the village Feliciano and I use to hunt? And we chased the sh*thead back to the edge of the mountains, but lately they've been attacking kids randomly. Stupid a*ses...I think they're trying to make sure that we won't have any prey to grow up and replace the adults we survive off of!”

Feliciano merely nodded along with his brother. “Ve! And I had to fend a couple off from stealing our precious supply of chickens and tomatoes we've been taking such special care of in our small greenhouse! They're starting to resort to all kinds of thievery, it's just not right ve~” He let out various distressed 've' sounds.

Ludwig and Arthur reported similarly, but mainly when they were dragging off their own prey, they would be intercepted on their path back home with their unconscious victim(s). Ludwig shook his head as Arthur admitted, “I even had to drop what I had worked so hard for, because that d*mn Alfred and Matthew ganged up on me. Tch...I think they wanted ME, not my meal. But either way I guess they were satisfied...”

Kiku shook his head in disdain, gritting his teeth in frustration. “They have become too borld...far too borld.” He had his back turned to the four vampires, then he lifted his head and slowly turned back around to eye them with a malicious smirk. “But that is arl about to change.”

Ludwig's breath caught in his throat. “Do you mean, because you...?”

Kiku smirked, eyes glowing a dangerous bright red. “Exactry, my friend. Though I was rucky that time, we wirl--”

Suddenly his crystal red eyes rested on his mate. There is no further need of her to be present at this time. “_________-san...head upstairs and wait for my coming.”

He smiled warmly when she became reluctant; her interests were obviously piqued. When she still stood there twenty seconds after he had ordered her to leave the living room premises, he strode over to her and whispered darkly into her ear. “Go now...or I can't be herld responsibre for what you wirl see...”

Kiku feinted a somewhat sorrowful expression, though he didn't plan on any bloodshed at that current time, but it was the one way to get her to move, which she did without objection this time. After his acute hearing and senses indicated to him that she was indeed in their shared room, and the door had shut, he turned back to the other vampires in the room.

“As I was saying, we wirl pran an attack to compretery remove them from our rands forever...but I need arl of your support. The question is: are you stirl wirling to forrow me untirl the end... Wirl you die for me: your Eirko?”

There was no hesitation in the four vampiric men as they gave both their spoken consent to follow him, all dropping to their knees to show their humility to him, making his smirk turn darker. Then now is the time...everything is falling together perfectly. The scum will be removed from our lands permanently, and I can live peacefully with my __________-san in this castle. There will be no more need for her to fear the darkness, and she can travel freely beyond the courtyard...given that she always returns to me at the end of the day. “Then it is settled. I wirl notify the four of you when the time is right. Wait for my signarl until then.”

Arthur stood up at this time, gesturing towards Kiku as he performed a humble bow towards him. “In the meantime, I would like to discuss another matter with you, Eirko Honda...perhaps in private?”

Kiku gave Arthur a curt nod. “Hai. Meet me in my study.” He turned towards the other three watching after the Englishman had headed up to his personal study. “I wirl meet the three of you at the intended rocation. You shourld know where, Rudwig-san.”

Ludwig bowed partway at the waist, followed quickly by the other two. “It vill be done as you command, Eirko Honda.”

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Once Kiku had entered his study, the two immediately made sharp eye contact. It felt like eternity as the two just stared at one another – eyes unmoving from the others pupils, until Arthur finally spoke.

“How long do you plan to keep what you've done a secret from her, Kiku? Do you honestly think that she will willingly choose to be your mate after she finds out?”

Kiku chuckled darkly, striding forward to look out the window of his study. It really was a beautiful evening – the snow was falling slowly now, but would pick up in due time. A storm was nigh.

“I don't see any reason for her to know period, Arthur-san. Mind your own business, and focus on the battle nearly at hand.”

The green eyed vampire's pupils narrowed to slits as he studied Kiku. “Humans are simple, but trivial, creatures. Don't underestimate the fact that they have found many means to slaughter our kind in the past, as well as in present day. They will seek revenge. Or have you forgotten how your elder brother was killed right before your very eyes, though he was so confident in his abilities after killing that known villager?”

Kiku's eyes turned fire-red as they snapped towards his friend, baring his teeth a bit. Arthur crossed his arms underneath his cloak, but made no move to stand down. The Japanese vampire smirked, turning to him fully. “And let me have you ask yourself this: who was the individual who obliterated a wereworlf singrle-handedlry just the other evening? Me. I harlf wonder at times if you forget who you are tarlking to, Arthur-san...do not press your ruck. I wirl ret you reave now in one piece, unress there is something erlse your conscience wishes to press on me at this time...?”

Arthur stood tall, but inclined his head briefly, smiling devilishly. “Nothing is left to discuss at this time, Eirko Honda. But may I remind you that if it were not for me, you wouldn't have found this hidden human village, neither your mate you've so longed for.” With that, he bowed deeply and pulled his cloak around his shoulders tightly. “I will meet you at the entrance of your castle to help guard your back.” At that, he left.

Kiku rolled his eyes arrogantly when he left, turning to gaze outside. It matters not if she were to find out anyways. To take her by force is nothing short of what I've had to do from the start with her. As I have told her before, and still believe, regardless of what she may think, she will become mine.

Cracking his knuckles, he walked out of his study, heading in the direction of his room. Well, time to get this over with.

* * * * * * * * Reader's point of view * * * * * * * * * *

“Finally...” You murmured to yourself and plopped down on the bed, feeling exhausted after having dealt with the tense air of, in your humble opinion were, such vile men. My escape is going to be near impossible now...how in the world am I going to manage this without being caught?? Kiku's going to cling to me all night as he does every night, and then I'm going to be stuck here...until he rapes me. G*d I gotta figure this out before that happens!! Kiku had most likely stayed downstairs to see his guests off, and would return before too long. The question is: exactly HOW much time did you have? Could he smell you from afar? You know he could detect your blood, but...what if there was a way to force him to sleep? Nah, that won't matter...he's used to--

Your senses became alert, making your ears stand at attention hearing the familiar padding of footsteps up the stairs and Kiku's presence drawing near. SH*T, I missed my chance...! Gulping nervously, you watched Kiku enter, heading straight for you. You couldn't help tensing as his strong hands grasped either side of your upper arms and he kissed you hard and passionately for a moment, his two fangs brushing against your bottom lip as your mouth was forced open to accept his invasive muscle. Your head jerked a bit in discomfort feeling his two fangs purposefully slice your lips a bit due to the force of his kissing, making you whimper in pain. After a minute, he pulled back and licked your bloody lips, before whispering, “I have something that must be attended to. Keep the doors and windows rocked untirl my return.”

His right hand reached up to stroke tufts of your hair behind your right ear, making you flinch away from his touch. This only seemed to make him smirk in satisfaction, and he added on, “I have every furl intention of making you mine, __________-san...but we must wait untirl the night of the orange furl moon. Don't worry – soon you wirl officiarly berong to me. Oh how I can't wait to f*ck you~” He purred the last few words and pecked your lips briefly with his before turning and grabbing his cape as he shut and locked the door behind him.

As soon as he had left the room, you let out a shaky breath, trembling a bit. Quickly running to the window, you watched as Kiku left with a tall figure in tow in the direction of the woods...which you had discovered was the opposite direction of your village by looking at a map in a book that Kiku owned. He had given you access to his library obviously without fully thinking of the consequences of such an action. No matter – as you hoped that this would be the last time you saw him.

However, there was still the issue of the magical silver bracelet on your left wrist. You sighed looking down at it. He thought of everything...but even though he threatens to 'punish' me if I try to escape...I'd rather risk death than be back in this despicable creature's arms! So hoping against hope, you knew you were going to have to attempt escape regardless of being unable to remove such a nuisance. It was better than just standing around doing nothing!

So after carefully taking out the small bag that you had found in your closet while searching for a dress earlier, you quickly threw on the single shirt and pants that you had been wearing of the night of your kidnap, and left the dress on the bed. You had a small loaf of bread stashed in the room in case you didn't want to make a venture downstairs later for food, as sometimes the castle itself just made you nervous...as if it was alive, and watching your every movement. There were even times you felt it appeared to 'feed' off of your energy, but one couldn't be sure.

You hurried downstairs after pick-locking the bedroom door, and after stealing one of Kiku's cloaks on the coat rack, you took a deep breath and pushed open the huge double oak doors.

Immediately the brisk winter wind welcomed you, billowing your cape behind you as you forced your way through it to the outside. Glancing around, you quickly determined your location and headed in the direction of what should eventually guide you to your village. You pulled the cape around you tighter, peering through the snow glaze and trying to make sure you didn't lose your way and accidentally head back in the direction of the place you were trying to escape.

You noticed that the farther you traveled from the courtyard outside the castle, the more the bracelet seemed to pulse and tighten itself around your wrist. Not so tight that it cut off the circulation, but tight enough that if you could cut the silver with scissors? You'd most likely slice your skin open in the process. In order to help ignore the discomfort, you pulled your cloak down and around it so you wouldn't have to look at it, nor have the thing draw more attention than necessary. That is, IF there was even another living soul out there with you.

However, after walking for about 30 minutes, you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching you. You would have assumed it was Kiku tracking you down, but your seventh sense always lets you know when he is near....no, this was someone, or rather something, of an entirely different body composition. Shortly after that, you were startled to hear howls in the distance, making you grip your cape in fear and walk faster.

It wasn't long before you noticed the howls were getting closer, and then, that's when you saw it. IT was the best way you could describe this...man-creature. It stood on two legs like a man, but it had eyes that glowed a bright yellow - a hard, unmoving, impenetrable gaze that seemed to bore into your very soul. If you hadn't been so afraid you might have screamed and then ran for it. Immediately after you considered such thoughts, it started stalking closer, and that's when you knew: your effort would have been for naught from the start.

For right in front of you, stood: an enormous werewolf.

The creature stood at least 6 feet tall at its height, but soon crouched down on all fours as it began to circle you, growling softly with a menacing grin on its face as it watched your every breath and movement even as you stood in place. It was analyzing you, and as if it wasn't obvious that the werewolf was hungry, the wolf-man spoke to you in a guttural voice as it licked its chops.

“I didn't realize that my next meal was going to walk so foolishly out in the open in the middle of nowhere like bait on a fishing hook. Hahahaha!”

Before you could make a sound or attempt a reply, he was on top of you and pressing a hand-like paw down on your throat so you couldn't scream. It was at this time you got a good look at his face: dark blonde fur, with a signature cow-lick on top of his head, and bright baby blue eyes that had the shape of a star for pupils. His tail was swishing back and forth much like that of a cat's behavior when hunting.

Smirking, he lowered his razor sharp teeth to graze the shell of your left ear, making you wince in pain as it leaves a very thin cut in your skin, just enough to draw a little blood. “Any last words, sweetheart...?”

You clenched your eyes shut, trying to breathe more than anything, but managed to choke out, “Make...quick...”

Abruptly, the pressure on your neck was gone and you were coughing harshly to regain your breath. He was still straddling your hips, sitting on them really, but you had already accepted your death at this moment, so you closed your eyes and waited for your end....

Except it never came.

When you finally peeked up at him, he was frowning.

“That's it? Make your death quick? No 'please stop don't kill me' crap, begging, or NUTHIN'????” He crossed his hairy arms and pouted, eyes regarding you with disappointment. “Man...you suck. But I guess a meal's a meal, and there's no way that I'm gonna turn down a---” Suddenly, his eyes become riveted by the side of your throat, but not in lust or hunger, more like amazement. He reached his right hand-paw to hover over your neck, then traced a single sharp claw over the sensitive location of your bite from Kiku. “And WHAT do we have here...?”

You jerked a bit as he rubbed your wound roughly with his fingers, rubbing some of the dried 'healing' substance that Kiku had placed over it from the night before off, causing it to bleed again, and making you let out a single whimper of pain. The werewolf raised an eyebrow curiously at you, but continued to inspect it. “Are you a vampire...? But” Takes a large whiff of your body, and snorts. “...you don't smell like one in the slightest. Just a normal human...with a slight aroma around you. You're a 'marked prey' aren't you? But who's your 'master'...? Hm?”

Thinking that it mattered little to pass on the name of one disgusting creature to another, you hissed out, “...His name is Kiku Honda. He stole me from my village and wants me to be his vampire mate...but I'd sooner die.”

At that knowledge, the werewolf's starred pupils dilated and he let out a deep snarl, only to replace it with laughter, before pinning your shoulders down effortlessly into the snow. He lowered his teeth down over your throat, but instead of biting down, his tongue slithered out to make one thick, dripping wet lick sideways over your neck, making your cringe in disgust as the chilling residue clung to your skin. What IS it with these guys...??

After a moment of what you could only imagine as 'tasting' you, he stood up and began walking around you again on all fours, as if deciding what to do with you. You didn't even bother getting up beyond resting on your elbows in the snow, watching him in fear and confusion. Seeming to come to a decision, the werewolf's smirk turned to a much friendlier, not to mention rather attractive, smile, and he sat on his hunches.

“My name's Alfred...you were trespassing, but I think I'll let you pass... for now. Besides, you are marked by the infamous Kiku Honda – a sworn enemy of my clan.”

Shakily you laid back down in the snow, wiping off the wolf's saliva still fresh on your neck with your arm, and shivered as the wind blew across your body. Any amount of skin left uncovered by your clothes or cloak were slightly damp with sweat. I...I think he might let me live...But just to make sure he doesn't get me when I turn my back, I better just lie here a moment longer...

Alfred watched you curiously when you didn't move, even though he had said he'd let you go. What an interesting prey... “...Tell me, human. What is your name? And what are you doing way out here obviously lost in the Kiraschka mountains?”

Lying unmoving in the snow, you said, “__________...and I was trying to go home.”

The werewolf's tail swished side to side, almost like a kitten's while it's playing with a ball of string or similar. He grinned, and padded over near you, before plopping down beside you in the slow and curled his huge body around yours so that the cold wind was blocked from blowing on you directly. You blinked up at him, your (eye color) orbs meeting his rather brilliant blue ones. He bent a clawed hand down to stroke your face, still smirking. “You're a long, long way from home, baby...the snow must have turned you around. I've been watching you for a while now...walking in circles. I planned to take you out of your misery...but it appears I would have been doing yourself a favor more than my own.”

You shivered at the touch of his warm, but slightly chilled, paw rubbing against your chapped cheeks from the frigid wind. He smelled like wet dog. Then he asked, what you supposed could have been called prying in other circumstances, “Why did you want to leave your master vampire? Though I see you're not a vampire yourself...yet. Did you hope to lose him in the thickness of this storm? Or were you purposefully walking around in circles?”

You glared up at him, batting his hand away from your face. “Sh-shut up! These mountains are known for confusing travelers! It's not my fault – I studied books well before I--”

“So now you're a traveler are you? Since you're such a little liar, maybe I should just go ahead and kill you now,” he rumbled from his chest.

You teared up, seeing he was both teasing and toying with you, and you started to cry. “Just kill me...I don't want to live anymore...I HATE everything...I hate it...” You covered your face with your hands, sobbing a bit, until Alfred's muzzle pushed itself underneath your hands on your face. The fur on his body tickled your skin, and had you not been so miserable, you would have laughed from the sensation.

“No need to talk suicidal, baby. Life could always get worse. You see, back before the dawning of man, this land belonged to man and werewolf alike, and we used to live in harmony, as we sought the blood of animals and not mankind to feed our ravished bellies. However, hearing about the abundance of human civilization blossoming here nearby Mt. Kiraschka, that's when the vampires came. They brought not only bloodshed, but their misunderstandings with them, creating distrust amongst the humans. Werewolves tried to help protect the humans, but due to the ferocity of our nature along with the vampires tarnishing our names as they killed needlessly, we were viewed the same as those bloodthirsty monsters. In the end, we have become feared by all far and wide.”

You frowned. Something seemed suspicious about this story. I don't believe you. is what you wanted to call out to him, but you knew your opinion wouldn't really matter.

Then his smile softened, but there was also some sort of malicious glint to his eyes. “So you want to escape the clutches of your 'master'? I think we could come to an agreement. You see, vampires can live for hundreds of years, but they aren't eternal. He If you desire freedom, I can give you that, but in turn, you have to promise ME an even exchange.”

Ah, you knew it. Bribery. “And what, exactly, would that 'even exchange' be?”

His eyes darkened almost frightfully, turning into black hues around the pupil, making the star shape in the center radiate even more. “A way inside so I can exact my revenge.”

You blinked dumbly at him. “...A way inside to what?”

He chuckled darkly, bringing a hand back up to stroke your cheekbones. “Why, a way inside Kiku's heart and mind – his WEAKNESS. Don't you get it? Vampires will generally only reveal their greatest weakness to one they love, or their 'mate.' They hold it to their graves, but if one can find their weakness, then they can be annihilated for good! I seek revenge for my clan, so we can stop living in their shadow. They are the one's who give our kind a bad name! We live in the dark ages now, __________...we don't deserve this kind of reputation! The only reason we attack humans is out of anger, for being mistreated by everyone! You don't know what it's like, to just want to be friendly with our fellow creatures of the earth, only to be attacked the moment a werewolf is found on sight. How often do you see humans disappear on the account of a werewolf, compared to flocks of sheep?”

Now that you had taken a moment to think about it, there were far more rare cases of reports made about werewolves attacking a village than there were about vampires. So maybe there WAS at least some shred of truth to this story. “B-But I can't! I can't! I just can't go back to that nightmare! Please just kill me then if you don't eat people!”

Alfred smiled gently, almost warmly, and nuzzled noses with you, making you blush. “Shh baby. You really don't have a choice, unfortunately, due to the simple fact he is already on his way to get you.” He half smirked seeing your eyes widen with greater fear than what he saw you express upon seeing him, and you looked around fervently. “H-How long? Where?! Please let me go! I have to run! M-Maybe I can make it to a village in time and they can--”

There werewolf's mane around his neck rolled side to side slightly as he shook his head, pressing a soft finger-paw to your lips. “It's too late for that. However, if it is freedom you seek, then I will grant your deepest desire. I promise I can exterminate this vampire from existence if you will but help me in return. If we're both getting what we want in the end, then where's the harm? You hate him, don't you?”

You hesitated. That...voice or feeling or whatever it was called deep in the recesses of your brain cried out that this was not true. That you couldn't EVER hate Kiku, because you cared for him. Quickly shaking your head to rid yourself of those imposing emotions, which seemed to swelter the more you tried to shake them off and push them into a corner of your brain, you looked up at the werewolf warily. “How do I know you'll keep your word? What's the catch?”

Alfred shook his head again, feeling rushed as Kiku's presence drew ever closer. Perhaps even having given away his own identity for lingering too long. “No catch. As soon as you discover his deepest weakness, then all you have to do is go outside and leave the mark of a star in the snow towards the edge of the courtyard. I will know, and I will come the next day so we can speak and plan accordingly. Find a way to distract the blood sucker away from you, and I will take care of the rest so we may quickly meet and speak. But until then, do try to stay alive?”

Before you knew what was happening, he had stood, and letting out a strong howl into the wind, bounded away through the thick snow until he was gone in barely the blink of an eye.

It dawned on you that for him to run off so quickly, must have meant that Kiku had come. Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion as your senses peaked, heart practically stopping in place, as you slowly sat up, and turned.

There, with fire red eyes, stood Kiku Honda, with a hand pressed over his mouth, face scrunched up in disgust as he glared at you. You gulped, suddenly much more afraid than when you first saw that werewolf. “Kiku...I-I mean master, I can explain--!”

“Urusai!”*

The tone in his voice stung you, the venom and anger he was feeling completely emanating from his very core. Almost as soon as he had spoken, he strode towards you with confident, steady steps. Involuntarily, you began to cower as one of his hands reached out to grab you by the back of your coat, and hauled you to your feet. Then without hesitating a second longer, he scooped you by your legs and flung you over his left shoulder, and began heading back in the direction of your almost completely faded footsteps. You would have struggled, but laying down in the snow had slowed your blood and adrenaline down, and you were shivering from the cold.

But it didn't take a genius for you to know that your master was pissed out of his mind. And you feared the worst as he carried you back to his castle.

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“O-OUCH!”

You yelped as you were thrown roughly onto the bed, bouncing a little on the silky sheets as you hit the mattress. You stole a glance back at your captor, who merely watched you with cold, blood red eyes as he began removing his heavy cloak, and then stalked towards you after removing his boots.

Feeling terrified, you began to scramble backwards on the bed, only to be yanked roughly by your ankles until you were underneath his towering form over you. “I-I'm sorry! I won't do it again! I--” Your throat locked up when he silently began to undo your cloak, and then his hands went straight for your jeans.

Your body squirmed underneath his, hands scrambling to stop him from undoing them completely, mind racing. “Master stop! W-what are you doing?!” It took you a moment to think of it, but quickly added on, “It's not the night of a full moon!”

What he said next made your blood run cold. His voice laced with malevolence and perhaps a touch of humor. “Instigating your punishment. I warned you about running away, I torld you that you were my prisoner untirl you accepted your fate at my side. But now I see you are more than wirling to face the consequences of your actions.”

And as your expression mirrored combined emotions of horror and anxiety, he made short work of your pants, and reached forward to do the same to your panties.

End of Chapter 3 Part II.