"You seek an answer for whom is the original?" the old woman said."Yes, we are told you have received the papers" Council member Greyson said."I have and the blood" the old wan turned, her scarred eye blind eye facing the men "You may not like the answers I provide...but payment is still due."Greyson tossed a bag of gold coins on the table. The woman picked up a coin and smirked."Old blood money, something's never change" she said "Alright sit and touch nothing."The five gentleman sat down and waited for the Seer to begin her show."I call upon the spirits to answer our need" the Seer said " I call upon the spirits to answer our need".The room became very dark, the candles dimmed. The temperature became cold. The men became uncomfortable realizing that they were no longer 'alone'."Ask your question," the Seer said to the men."We wish to know if Ian Night is an original?" Council member Greyson stated.The wind blew through the room, the candles flickered, and the table started

"Please....more" Anna was begging. She wasn't even sure if it was her voice. She felt her body starting to burn."Alright my love" Ian breathed into her bosom.He reached around and pulled the zipper down from the back of her dress. He slowly pulled her dress down from her shoulder and exposed her breasts. He slowly kissed his way down to her erect nipples. He took one in his mouth and began to suck. Anna felt her insides clench. She began to feel an itch in her mouth, like something was missing."Ian....I need..."Anna whispered.In one smooth motion he pulled the rest of her dress to the floor and her legs around his waist. He firmly gripped her ass and growled."Don't be afraid. Go with your instinct" Ian breathed.Anna put her hands in his long dark hair. She began to massage his scalp and squeeze her legs. He reached down and ripped her panties off."Oh" she squealed out.He smirked. He began to shuck off his jacket as one hand kept her firmly in the air. Anna reached down and und

"Tell me you will accomplish what I ask of you this time Desmond?" the man said."Yes father. I have a spy giving me the inner workings. In a few days Ian will soon be out of your hair." Desmond said rolling his eyes. This conversation had gotten. old twenty minutes ago when his father wanted the specific details of how he would rid him of Ian."Don't fuck up this time." the man said and stormed out of the office.Desmond leaned back in his chair. He had solid information that Ian had taken a bride. He knew this was the moment to strike. It would have the sweetest taste of revenge. Revenge he had been seething for. The door suddenly opened and on walked his slave."You did not knock slave!" Desmond shouted."Sorry M-m-master I was distracted by the man yelling in the hall" the girl said lowering her eyes to the floor.Yelling. Then he heard it, his father berating one of his servants over not bowing. Such a selfish prick he thought. So full of glory he never had."See that it does not

Anna sat up in the bed gasping for air and grabbing her neck. A tear was rolling down her cheek."Ian" she whispered, "Ian please save me."With that the door slammed open and Ian was in her sight within a second. She collapsed into his arms, sobbing."My love what is wrong?" Ian asked his brows furrowed."He is coming Ian, he is coming" she sobbed."Who my love?" Ian questioned."Akenos....he is coming" she broke down in his shoulder.Akenos....Akenos. Ian couldn't place it. It felt like he should know this but it didn't seem to mean anything. He held her closer and rubbed circles on her back. "No one will harm you" he said firmly.Anna grabbed his wrist and placed her thumb on his pulse."See" she cried and then lighting went through Ian's skin. His mind became jumbled with thoughts and memories. Then he felt it. A wall coming down between his souls. A surge a raw energy crawling through his skin. And then he could smell him."Akenos!!!" he roared his eyes obsidian."I will slaught

Helga rounded the corner from the office and began to walk towards the back of the mansion. Her face was a perfect blank slate, but inside her stomach churned with unease. The master's appetite for slaves was increasing weekly. She had thought that perhaps this girl would be the last. He kept her for almost three months. However, now looking back he had been distracted with this one. Now he had that same crazed look. As if he was a man possessed.She quickly approached the heavy wooden door to the cellar. She pushed the door open and began the slow decent down the stone spiral case. Her heels clicking across the stone echoed off the walls. Once at the bottom she saw the long row of doors. To the left those that were not ready yet to be fed to the master. To the right those that were viable. As she looked down the rows more doors were empty on the right. Each room held two girls. There were 12 rooms in all here in the cellar. She shook off her guilt and walked down the hall.Faint sobs