Hey this is my first fic so if you feel like offering comments please be gentle. I'm allergic to bad reviews and mean comments. With that said please enjoy.
I don't own Sailor by the way, the people who own it, can have it.
Summary:
Serena is a simple secretary for a major banking company and her days are pretty normal, but at night it's a whole other story. She's known as the huntress to those that go bump in the night but something has been throwing her off. She's having these dreams about a boyfriend from her past life who's not only controlling, he's an alpha werewolf, and he's coming for her.
Prologue:
"Cara Mia"
The words carried softly on the breeze as it followed a young mistress who attempted to out run it. The words taunted her, wrapped around her delicate skin, and she felt herself stumbling over the forest floor. She cursed herself, but quickly carried on even faster than before. He was close, too close.
Her lungs were burning and her feet pounded hard on the dirt as she dodged through the trees. They stood tall and overpowering as they blocked her way to escape. She felt more than one branch break into the skin along her arms and the tender flesh around her neck, trying to slow her down. The cuts ran deep, and she would have felt the sting throb through her limbs if an overwhelming fear hadn't made her numb to it all. Every thought centered on escaping her predators because she could never let him capture her. NEVER.
Coming up to a small clearing she tripped over a protruding root and rolled hard onto the ground. She let out a grunt as her body screamed in pain. Fire sliced along her limbs and she lay there for a few seconds, dazed and confused. She took deep gulps of air to fill her burning lungs as her chest rose frantically up and down. Her mind screamed for her to get up, to start running again but everything felt stiff and heavy; she could barely breathe right, let alone stand up.
In the midst of trying to catch her bearings, twigs began to snap from all directions. Low growls emanated from the surrounding shrubs and she found herself scrambling to stand up. The felt ground began to spin before her and she stumbled in order to steady herself. Her head pounded with enough force to bring a red haze across her eyes.
She brought her hand to her head and felt at the large scrape on her forehead and winced at the slight pressure. She could taste the blood in her mouth and felt it slide down her chin, mixed with smudges of dirt. She looked down to her torn t-shirt and blue jeans that also held bloodstains and dirt patches. Her long, thick hair had come undone from a simple bun and the blond tresses hung like a ratty, dirty cloak around her 5'5 frame. Her whole body was sore and shaking with a mixture of fear and stored up adrenaline.
The growling turned into howls that rose louder among the trees and echoed harshly in her ears. It was fierce and angry and it came from five large wolves that had stepped out of the clearing with deadly intent. Two gray wolves stood on either side of her, and one stood directly behind. They stalked toward her with silent steps while bearing fangs that promised certain death. Their eyes glowed a feverish yellow and the massage they carried within them told of her of their hunger, their never-ending need for carnage.
"Oh … great……his lackeys." She spoke with a great deal of effort while still trying to catch her breath. She eyed the surrounding pack warily, which had now stopped not more than five feet in front of her.
She was about to give more sarcasm when a loud snap brought her attention directly in front of her. Coming out of the shadows stood the man she'd been desperately trying to avoid. He was tall, over six feet, and looked very intimidating, with his black attire and strong imposing build. He filled out his black t-shirt and leather trench coat rather nicely with rippling muscles and glancing down she'd know there was nothing to compensate for underneath his leather pants. His clothes matched his short, dark hair that had fallen over his eyes.
Oh his eyes. They were his most striking feature; they were a deep ocean blue with the power to hypnotize. They offered protection, peace, gentle concern but she knew better than to get lost in their depths. She knew. The dark power that rolled off him in waves was enough to keep her from falling under the illusion. In fact it brought her fear of him back with a vengeance and it took all of her resolve to keep her legs from giving way. He was dangerous. A bad, bad man.
'He found me. He found me. HE FOUND ME.' The thought kept running through her head until she thought her head would explode. but she refused to show him that she was scared. She'd go down defiant and strong, never would she cower before this arrogant bastard. So she stood up straight, as best she could anyway, and tried to look as threatening as possible.
The man let out a bark laughter at her appearance, which caused her to jump slightly and bristle in indignation. He took in her proud stance and assessed her features that still looked lovely despite the dirt and blood. Her silver eyes sparked with a lively hate and it made him smile at her spunk despite her obvious fear and battered body. He could smell the fear radiating off of her and he be damned if it wasn't making him just a little bit excited.
He took a step closer and she brought her a back a little straighter, she would not run from him anymore. Not that she could anyways, what with his pets surrounding her.
"Every night you run from me and every night you never get very far before I find you. How long do you plan to keep running?" His voice was deep, and sensual, and she felt it slide against her skin like fur. She could feel the throbbing sting from her various cuts ease and despite her loathing for him, his voice made her spine tingle.
"How long do you plan to keep chasing me?" She countered in a breathless voice. It carried softly among the circle of tense beasts, and held within it a soothing quality. They felt their posture relax and their growls turned softer.
"Forever." It was a powerful statement and she felt it echo deep within her bones. 'Forever'. She swallowed hard and suddenly she felt tired, beaten, worn down.
"You never could let anything go could you? Always controlling. Always commanding. Why do you think I left?" Her heart pounded loudly in her ears and she felt her palms sweating with the effort to keep her voice steady and calm. But it was so hard to stand still and strong when he kept stepping closer.
"I'll never let you take me again. I'll be the one thing, the only person that ever eluded your grasp. And I'll laugh as you lay in your luxurious bed with someone who can never complete you such as I had. My scent will always linger on your skin, in your sheets, and the taste of me will never leave your mouth. I'll always be in side your head, surrounding you, but always just out of reach. I'll drive you mad, just like you have done to me, and I'll savor every minute of it."
She finished with more confidence than she felt, just as he stopped not but two inches from her. His body was relaxed, his face calm, but his eyes pooled with fire and she felt her breath hitch. A deep chuckle resonated from his lips but she stayed locked with his eyes.
"Ah Serenity, you cut me to the quick with your vengeance, but we both know you can never escape me. And when…" his voice dropped lower as his mouth inched closer to hers. "I find you…" he brought his tongue down to her chin and licked at the blood leading up to her mouth and suckled slightly on her lower lip. "I will make…" her eyes closed on their own violation and a delightful shiver rippled down her spine. "You mine." He eased back an inch and his eyes shone with pure arrogance as he held a smirk on his lips that were now smeared with her blood on them.
Anger shot through her system at her body's betrayal and his cockiness. He could feel the fire in her eyes as they blazed at him but he still wasn't prepared for her attack. Her arm rose fast and she struck him hard with the back of her fist across his cheek. It brought a smile to her face as she watched him stagger back at the force. His shock almost had her laughing but the loud growls and barking k-nines brought her back to herself and that she wasn't alone.
"Never, Ever will I be yours. Do you hear me? I 'm tired of this cat and mouse game. You are to stay the fuck away from me because if you decide to show up, I will kill you. And your pretty little pack too. Your not welcome here." Her words held venom and she stood in a defensive stance with her fists in front of her, and her feet slightly apart (A Buffy Stance, like when she fights those ugly ass monsters in the third season, on the first episode and she's standing on the platform, she totally kicked ass).
He stood up, the shock gone and his confident smirk back in place. He began to chuckle low in his throat until he was laughing. It echoed loudly in her head making her ears ring.
"Stop! Stop! STOP!!!!" she brought her hands to her ears to cover the sound but it only increased in volume. Her vision began swirl in front of her until she couldn't make out anything in the twirling darkness. Screeching howls rose to a fever pitch that brought her to her knees. Still, above everything, she could here him laughing and she screamed to drown him out. She had to drown him out, to salvage her sanity.
"I'm Coming."
And this was how she woke up, screaming in her New York apartment at three in the morning. She struggled to come back to herself and focused on her surroundings. She was safe and sound in her apartment. 'Nothing to worry about,' she chided herself, 'just a silly dream'. Even now she struggled to remember what it entailed but found she could only remember a man's laughter. She wrapped a sheet around her chilled body and headed the window overlooking downtown New York, which never seemed to sleep.
'So many people' she thought as she brought a hand to the windowpane 'I should feel safe here, but I don't'. She shivered in the chilling darkness of her apartment as she watched the people scurry about. She whispered two words that made her heart quiver.
"He's Coming."
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