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In every state, there is a Stationary. Both the population and the rate of breeding are low. Finding a mortal to mate with used to take months, but a few years ago, the Model XZ was released, allowing dolls to be created specifically for the creation of Half-Bloods."Model XZ?""The process of putting mortals to sleep, for the purpose of creating human dolls.""Like me."We were silent for the remainder of the journey. He finally pulled the car to a stop outside a metal building, which was rectangular in shape. There were two guards at the main doors. "Good Morning Alpha," and nodded to show me respect. They were obviously werewolves because they both had the same tattoos. It was as though they were unaware of my presence. We strode through the automatic doors. Inside was just an elevator-filled corridor. I read over the buttons inside one of the elevators."Training grounds... cafeteria...main hall...offices...dormitories.."Damon snapped, "Keep your mouth shut," and I was at a los

Instead, I turned to face his back and massaged his shoulders with the wood-scented body wash. I gave him a gentle, slow neck rub. He needed to be able to rely on my touch and have enough faith in me to owe me a favor. I had to massage Damon's large frame one side at a time due to his bulging muscles and veins. I shampooed his hair and leaned my breasts against his back, maintaining my balance on my toes. He was submerged under the forceful shower head fall and remained still the whole time. I wrapped my hand around his waist and began to massage his torso, heading lower and lower until his hands came up to halt me. At the unexpected movement, I gasped for air and recoiled, thinking I had gone too far. Damon whirled around, a look of extreme hunger on his face and his jaws trembling. Sliding his hands to cup my jaw, he backed me into the icy marble wall. His lips were suddenly pushed to mine and his body against mine. Damon kissed with desire and aggression instead of tenderness or

Later that evening, I had dinner by myself. I snuck out into the back where a dozen cars were parked and examined them all for keys. None of them could be found. Damon resumed his routine in the bedroom. He smelled like smoke and bourbon and arrived late every night. Sometimes he caressed my thighs or my neck forcefully while I held in my breathing, other nights he didn't bother acknowledging my existence. Really, getting up every day, eating the food that the staff provided, and then just strolling around until nightfall was becoming monotonous.As usual, Damon had wandered in tonight. It was just two in the morning. He had a conversation going on the phone. Beneath the covers, I shrank."I can't be in two places at once," he murmured angrily, "I'm going to the training camp after tomorrow to check on the Hybrids and then I've got to pay a visit to Akbur Hills."The very mention of Akbur Hills made my body tense."So you take care of it, Luke. Don't bother me with these pointless que

I had taken a second shower and changed into a satin set of sleepwear. Even later, I could still feel the crawling sensation on my skin. Half-memories flashed through my mind, the topics those men had discussed at the meeting, and above all, Akbur Hills.My father was in what Damon had described as a human prison. The thought that he might still be alive made my heart thud. If I could have him live here with me for at least a few years, then this fate wouldn't be so horrible. We can run away and locate another community until Damon decides I'm no longer useful. A headache started to creep in, and I had to close my eyes to see flashes of my former existence. This time, behind a decrepit shack, it was a woman preparing bread. Several villagers lined up to exchange items with the woman, including clothes, extra food, and cleaning supplies. The woman was Maria. She was from my village, so I assumed that's why she recognized me.My poor father, who must be 65 years old now, was rotting in

Before she chose to have second thoughts and tell the men inside that I had been listening in, I rushed out of her sight.I noticed that the waiters had brought some food out when I got back to the table. An older woman, a couple of years older than Maria, arranged baskets of bread and a bottle of wine in the centre, surrounded by more tattooless faces, including little boys and girls.Before I ever saw him, I knew it was him when I heard the sound of heavy feet. I sensed the abrupt darkness of his approach as if the room itself had a burdened, gloomy aura. As Damon sat down in the middle of the table, I continued to focus on my plate.He furiously tossed away an empty glass of wine and groaned, "Where the hell is my Bourbon?" You know I like to have it as soon as I sit, Petunia." The elderly woman hurriedly approached him with a glass half full of dark whisky and one ice cube. He took it from her and had a drink.Petunia apologised and ran back, showing up again carrying a dish of me

Mary had spent the last twenty minutes prodding and prodding me, playing with my hair, twirling my eyelashes, and choosing my dinner gown. Eventually, she settled on a vivid crimson gown composed of a silky material that stopped just above my upper thighs."Don't you think it's short?" I muttered as I looked at the job she had completed in the mirror. I couldn't help but comment on how amazing I looked and how well the dress's color complemented my skin's pale tone.She said, smirking, "It's perfect," to sum up."Who is he?" Through the mirror, I fixed my gaze on her."He is Master Damon, alpha of the Northern land.""He's one of them right, Tessa called him a beast, he's a wolf-man isn't he?""You would never dare say it to him. Please address him solely as Master."I let myself to consider "Why am I here?" for a moment in silence."He will explain everything to you."Tessa had arrived to usher me down the winding staircase. I felt like Tessa's glare could kill me as my heels sounded