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Chapter 2:

Bella was almost ready to throw up.

The werewolves had finished with the castle long ago and had started to return home. They had left the castle in ruins. The towers had been spouting flames into the night. The ash had fallen like macabre snow over the lake.

As Bella had gotten a look around she got to count how many werewolves in all had come. At least fifty big strong werewolves carried all the slaves and a couple of the vampires over their shoulders. She had narrowed it down to two possibilities. They were either a werewolf village where they were bringing home slaves for the wives and children like cattle for eating. Or they were working for vampire overlords who would do whatever they wanted with them. Either way it wasn't looking good

They had been running for at least a couple hours now. Her werewolves shoulder was pressing unpleasantly into her stomach and causing a very imminent queasy feeling. They had only stopped once for a short break. And that had been for the warriors.

She had heard the other slaves moaning and some crying but not a sound came out of her own mouth. She had heard Jacob cursing viciously at the ones holding him but it had gotten him nothing but a solid hit to his stomach. She had felt sorry for the proud warrior but that quickly faded when he started cursing them again. One of the things she had learned was if something was pissing off your captors, don't do it.

She knew that they were getting close to their destination. The werewolf she was on the shoulder of was getting more and more tense as he ran. He was either very excited to be returning home or he was fearing it. Either way it did not sit well with her.

Night had fallen when they had left the castle and they had run until dawn approached. Now Bella could spot the sun peeking over the horizon and yet the werewolf showed no signs of even being out of breath.

She had heard many stories of the werewolf's master abilities. They could probably run for days like this and not be winded. One of them could lift whole houses on their own and still use the other hand for other things. And when they gave their loyalty it was to the death. To even suggest that a werewolf was capable of treachery was a sure was to get your throat ripped out. Any kind of bribery or begging was a form of insult to them.

Bella wasn't having a good outlook on her future. Any place that had more than fifty werewolf warriors would have a lot more wherever that came from. And if a coven had more werewolf protectors then that, new slaves weren't needed. She would likely not live to see the next day

So for the rest of the time she had, she dedicated it to remembering her short life so far. At seventeen she had been a blood slave to the vampires for as long as she could remember. She had been instantly receptive to any and all knowledge around her. She had just absorbed every scrap of information that had been said around her. Whether in hushed tones or booming voices she had heard it all. She had come to believe that knowledge was power and it had served her well. It kept her alive for this long in this unforgiving landscape.

They finally approached the fortress. The warriors slowed. Bella felt her heart beat heavily in her chest.

The warriors were met by mighty cheers that almost shook the ground. Bella's breathing started to get heavy and she started to feel faint.

The next moments passed in a blur as they were rushed through the citadel. Bella regained her composure when she was finally set down in the middle of a huge throne room. She was stood up on her feet that wouldn't support her. She fell down to the stone floor.

She saw the other slaves get set down with the same amount of care as her. Some of them fell over exactly like her but some of them stayed up on their feet. They stared straight ahead in shock…Oh wait it wasn't shock. There was a woman who sat elegantly one of the two thrones at the head of the room.

She sat so perfectly that even without a crown there was no doubt she was mean to be there. Her black hair was perfectly straight with not a knot to be seen. Her pale expressionless face was exquisite, her vampiric beauty shone though out the whole room. Her sharp red eagle eyes seemed to miss nothing. And her perfectly red lips concealed razor sharp vampire fangs that had no doubt ended more than one male's life. Her sophisticated dress absolutely clung to her small body in rich red waves. The corset-like bodice plumped up her breasts just so that they looked like they were cupped in a lover's palms. She had the look of a goddess.

Bella was stunned as the woman stood up majestically. She paused for a second and carefully turned her head so she could stare down all of them. Then she spoke in an angry tenor "LISTEN UP humans! I am in a very bad mood right now and anybody who pisses me off right now is going to get it! Gabby, bring forward the insubordinates!"

The werewolf holding the two vampires from the castle stepped forward. He had them on leashes like dogs. Bella couldn't help but be pleased at the turn-around for those two. She had disliked them in particular for the nasty things she had heard were done to their slaves.

They were led up to the woman and were forced to kneel before her. She plastered a little fake smile on her face and said in a mockingly high voice. "Now, what do you think you were doing in my friends hunting territory?" She batted her eyelashes at them in blatant ridicule.

They both tried to speak at the same time so their words got mixed together and jumbled beyond recognition. The woman held out her hands to them and said authoritatively "Shut up!" Her hands fell and balled at her sides "You have no use denying it. My friend Seby here knows you weren't on your own land. He lost a pup to your clan. You murdered him in cold blood. You almost murdered Seby too but he got away. Oh you will pay for that flub for many years to come now won't you?" She looked up at the werewolf "Take them to the dungeon and make sure Seby is given rights to 'examine' them under supervision." She switched back to the mocking high tone. "We don't need you dying too soon now do we?"

Then they were carted away without another comment. Another of the werewolves walked to the woman and gave her a pat on her shoulder. She smiled at him sympathetically and sent him off to follow the prisoners.

Bella was stunned. All this over a werewolf pup? She had been uprooted from a home once again for a werewolf pup? She observed the woman. She must really be something, Bella thought to herself.

Then the woman faced the slaves. She smiled openly and appeared to be a lot more relaxed. She said to them "Ah, now that makes me feel a lot better. Now, where were we? Ah yes, their slaves." She crossed her arms and started to chew on her finger. Then she appeared to come up with a decision "Okay, I want a raise of hands. Who here didn't like those guys? Please everyone, don't be shy. I don't judge."

A fair number of the slaves raised their hands. Bella stood up on her feet but didn't raise her hand. She looked around at the others and realised that almost every one of them had hands high up in the air.

She looked back up at the woman but was shocked to find her right in front of her face. Bella gasped loudly and almost fell to the ground again. Only the other slaves catching her made her not land on her butt.

The woman tilted her head at Bella. "Why didn't you raise your hand young one?" She asked in a motherly voice.

Bella straightened up and replied dutifully "It is not a slaves place to say what they like or do not. It is the masters."

The woman pursed her lips in disapproval. She looked at a werewolf guard to the side of the room. He came over to her and looked at her expectantly. She sighed "You know where I want her."

The werewolf bowed and responded "Yes, Lady Amy. But are you sure?"

She folded her arms again and said "That will be for him to decide."

Then she spun off and walked slowly back to her throne. The werewolf grasped Bella's arm lightly in his big hand and led her out of the crowd to whatever fate awaited her. She made one last frantic look back at the other slaves but for some reason her eyes locked with Jacob's. He fixed her with a perplexing stare. His eyes were the last thing she saw before she was escorted from the room.

She tried to keep her breathing and heartbeat calm but it was hard when she was separated out of the comforting grasp of other people. A thousand sinarios played out in her head and none of them were good. She had obviously upset Amy but what happened after that was a mystery as to the meaning.

The last thing she heard the woman named Amy announce "All the rest of them can go down to the kitchens! Goodbye all!"

The big man leading her said lightly "What do you have planned?"

Bella thought he was talking to her until she was shocked again to find Amy walking right beside her. She was going to have to get used to Amy's appearing acts. "I don't need a plan right now. All I need is out of this stupid thing."

The werewolf chuckled. Bella looked over to Amy and saw that she had already shed her crown and was in the process of working the ties of her bodice.

The three of them walked down many hallways. Bella had already envisioned many unpleasant things to come. She could be locked in a room without food or water and wait for the undernourishment and dehydration to take her. Or they could be going to a quick execution to get the job done sooner. Or even something worse than dying.

Then they stopped at a very unassuming door. Amy knocked with one finger and then proceeded to barge in anyway. She shouted into the room "What the hell did you do! Are you purposely trying to make it so I can't get out of these things?"

Bella heard a man from inside the room reply "Yes, or you would get out of them. Amy, you really must get used to wearing the finery. You are a queen you know."

Bella saw Amy stick her tongue out at him.

The werewolf at her arm led her gently into the room that turned out to be a library. Bella looked all about the room and then her eyes landed on the man.

He was absolutely gorgeous. Bella felt her heart speed up again, but not from fright. She was now encountering possibly the most beautiful man she had ever seen. He had a distinct boyish quality to him. His reddish brown hair shone in the candlelight of the large room. His eyes were shifting colors, one time they were golden and then they were black and then they were red. His eyes couldn't make up their minds. His broad lips set her heart fluttering inside her chest. Bella found that she couldn't quite pull a full breath in. It was probably being sucked in by him and his devastating looks.

Amy smiled at him politely and introduced them "Whatever your name is, this is Blake Edward Cullen. Most likely the oddest name in here but I digress. I think you two will be spending a lot of time together now…" The rest of the sentence was lost on her as he blessed the room with a breathtaking crooked grin…

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