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The wand beeped a message. Alex ignored it for a while, then picked it up.

It was Justin, "Do you remember, little sister, begging me to stop? I do. I remember how you used to scream… I remember you sobbing into your sheets, 'no, Justin, please no, please stop' as I pounded into you. And you know what? I didn't did I? Just wanted to let you know that. Also, I know you're hiding something. Something you kept close, a big, big secret that you've told nobody. Call me back."

Alex was chilled. Justin was messing with her on purpose, but this was new. Her secret, the one thing that was more important than anything, was exposed. She had to know how much he knew. She called him back ,"This is Alex."

Justin cut to the quick. The spell sent two monsters down the line to where she was. Maybe he could not track her but they could.

Alex rolled back as they appeared. She was good, but they were experienced. They circled as the wand buzzed again. Her hand twitched as she fended off an attack from a vampire, and two more monsters came down the line. She knew she was in trouble. Grabbing the journal off her nightstand, the Russo made a break for a window.

Alex form burst through it and into the sunlight. Justin would quickly find her, but that mattered little. His goons popped out whenever the phone picked up. She could hear them in the alley behind her. The ex-wizard ducked down another street, fully aware this was pointless. The phone in her hand buzzed.

The trap was set.

Justin thought he had her, but chances were he did not control her counter-strike.

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Mason whined on the ground. When he was but a pup, his father took him to a kennel to learn of his K-9 heritage. There he had witnessed something unusual; a male dog humping another dog. But both were male. As it happened, it was a way to establish dominance. This is what Justin was doing. He was establishing his dominance over everyone else. The sex was happenstance.

Another lash hit Mason's side.

"So what's the plan?"

Mason cried, then finally admitted, "Once you move on her, send all your monsters, you would not send me, because you know I would save her. So I stay behind, and, when your guard is gone, snap your neck."
He cried at betraying his love's salvation, "Then do it, puppy!"

Mason could not, as he knew he could not. Alex had told him that Justin would try to use him against her. But Mason could not stop her brother, he was too afraid. Everyone was afraid.

Justin sighed into his hands, "Go get her. You know her scent."

Mason beat a hasty retreat.

He found Alex, exhausted, in an old house, leaning up against an old desk. He begged her to run. Werewolves could easily out-run a human, but he could keep them off. She took off, and he pursued.

Unfortunately, the sun was down, and all of the monsters were tracking her. No mere human stood a chance, and Alex's tricks were running low.

It reminded her of the night of the competition; she was in a skin tight outfit, albeit this one was leather, and Justin was coming for her. There was one light of hope though, the trap was about to spring. She just had one more thing to do. Mason grabbed her from behind. She could not escape the wolf's arms.

He dragged her back to the upstairs kitchen. The other monsters pinned her down. Another wolf, Justin's ex no less, grabbed Alex's left arm, leaving Mason with the right. She struggled for a moment, then went still. Every monster in the room recoiled in fear. At first, she thought it was her wizard. And in a way, it was.

Justin Russo was here to claim his prize.

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Rosie eyed the knife warily. Justin had it on him tonight. He told her not to stay up. He was bringing home Alex, and the three of them could play.

He arrived at the house with mild interest. It was dark inside, yet recognizable: the subway sandwich shop. They had spent their childhood here. Oh, her innocent young eyes had seen so much here, and now she would feel something new here too.

She was upstairs in the middle of their abandoned living room. When he first saw her, his breath caught in his throat. Alex had matured physically. There was a small scar on her left cheek. She was no longer that untouched little girl he once knew. Still, she was the only toy for him. He checked the rooms for traps. Obviously, this was her plan, she had herded the monsters here. Perhaps she was just nostalgic. He checked his watch. All his monsters had one, they were protected from time manipulations. No one in the area could freeze them and sweep her away.

Now he assured there were no secrets to save her. He walked towards her slowly, purposefully, "I have waited for this for a long, long time…"

He ordered Isabella and Mason to move Alex to the counter island. Her back was pinned up against it as he moved. He ripped the zipper of her leather jacket down, exposing her tank top.

"No, no, the other way," He insisted, spinning his finger.

They turned Alex around, and he ripped the rest of the jacket off. He turned to his followers. They were true monsters, just like him. They understood lust/power it was all the same thing. Alex knew what power was; it was the ability to endure what was about to come, and she knew precisely what was about to happen to her.

The monsters snarled, ire rising. Mason and Isabella moved closer to Alex, almost protecting her. She made a motion to push them away, and took off her belt. She handed it to Isabella and winked knowingly. They knew what had to happen tonight.

When Justin faced her again, her heart stopped. In a way, she knew that this moment was always coming. She had flirted with it in the past, watching him, going out with anyone who asked, stripping at the club. But the time was here. It would have reminded her more of the crucifixion if she had actually paid attention in church.

She braced herself as he took a step closer. Justin grabbed her hair, and slammed her down on the counter. Her head banged irritably. A groan came out. He leaned close and whispered to her, "Not a groan yet, little sister, we're just getting started!"

She fought him for a minute, but they both knew it was token resistance. She was trapped, her toys were gone, there was no way to jump out a window now, and the place was not booby-trapped. Mason and Isabella were forced to pull harder on her hands to pin her down. Alex felt like she was being pulled in two. It was bad, but not horrible. Horrible was on its way, though.

The tank top ripped off quickly, leaving her in a sports bra. Justin moved his hands down to her pants, pulling the skin-tight leather down slowly, savoring the moments as her kicks got weaker and weaker. Now she was standing in her panty-shorts and bra. Her arms started to go numb, the werewolves were pulling so hard. They pinned her shoulders to the counter-top. She cried out. They let her take a free breath as her pants stopped just below her knees.

….

The world stopped moving. Everyone paused as they knew what was going to happen. Behind Alex, Justin opened his wizard robe. He was ready for her, had been ready for a long, long, long, long time.

He leaned close and demanded of her, "Alex, ask your big brother to help you take off your panties."

"Justin-"
"Louder!" he demanded. She shrank back, "Justin, I can do that on my own." He watched, in amazement, as the werewolves released their hold. He stepped back as he watched Alex hook her thumbs into her panties, and pull them down. His fantasy was coming to fruition. Her hands went back to the wolves, partly because she wanted their support, and partially because she could not trust herself not to try and fight back. Justin had them out-numbered here.

Alex lay back down on the counter-top, bracing herself. Her fingers dug nervously into the flesh of the werewolves. She bit her lip, and tucked her head in shame.

Justin brushed her hair to the side, and watched the eyes of his baby sister. Alex braced herself, and Justin pushed in. The familiar presence inside her forced her mind to dwell on her past experiences. Alex tried to put her mind somewhere else, anywhere else. It raced to kissing Mason in the rain, to learning how to ride a bike, to what she would do once Justin was gone.

But no matter how far she fled, when he pushed in again, she was right back where she started, "No, no, baby Al, I want you here, right here, right now." He was in her mind. A single tear escaped. That was the last time she would cry from this.

Mason gripped her hand, half to hold her down, and half to comfort her. Isabella petted the other. Alex met her boyfriend's eyes, knowing he could not move now. It would spoil her brother's fun- temporarily.

Minutes passed, and the creatures around them watched the brutality against the ex-wizard with interest. This was cutting into her very soul. More time passed, sweat poured from the siblings from the effort of joining. The smell filled the room, triggering a transformation in the creatures prone to it. They howled whilst both Russos remained silent. Justin pounded away in their childhood home.

Justin took his time savoring the experience, but he wanted more, he wanted to show her something about herself while they were here. He had to prove he was right.

"Alex, come," He commanded quietly. She had stopped crying audibly, but one or two tears still fell, remnants of her feelings, "Alex, I told you to come!"
He hit sensitive areas brutally. Alex knew what he was trying to prove about her, and she knew her time was almost up. He knew his sister would co-operate.
Once her leather pants bound her legs together, Alex wrapped her ankles around her brother's right leg. From their time together, she knew he would put his right in front of his left. She was more than familiar with his methods. For a while, this move had slightly inhibited his strength. That time was up.

His right leg was released, and Alex got to work, as Justin knew she would. Mason had to watch as his girlfriend planted and spread her legs for another man. He kept watching. Isabella had to look away, aware of what some women at the bottom of a social pile had to do to get ahead. She was not a purebred like Mason, so she was hoping Justin could secure her place in a pack. The girl-wolf never imagined she would be in a place like this.

Alex pumped back into Justin. Mason, in shock, released her right arm. She placed it against the edge of the counter for support.

"Ah!" Alex grunted from the exertion. One, two, three more thrusts, and she was almost done.

"I told you to come, little sister. Aren't you going to listen to your big brother?"

She hated when he played on the fact that they were related. And he was not allowing her to put her mind on anything that would help her release, so she drew on experience. In the past, when he made this demand, Alex cast her mind into the kind of sex she actually wanted, but now she could only draw on what Justin had already done to her.

She grunted in unison with him. Alex forced herself to be stimulated, even as her brother hit the places to force her along.

"I told you to come!" He started yelling behind her. She was almost there. All the physical signs were lining up. She just needed more time. The ex-wizard tried pumping harder, but she just could not get the traction.

Justin grabbed her by her hair again, and this time threw her to the ground. She felt her shoulders pop from the exertion, her head bang numbingly against the floor.

Her brother towered over her. He knelt on her chest and spat in her face, "I told you to come."
His voice was low, that was a bad sign. He was resting his groin right outside of her hips. She opened her legs and let him back in. She had lost some stimulation during the break, and had to make up for it. Justin was no longer helping her.
Alex grit her teeth as she pumped harder and harder. She felt like she was slowing driving a wedge into herself. It was similar to the self-surgeries she had to perform after being injured on a mission.
Justin pounded her slowly, not helping at all. Whether he was in her mind or not no longer mattered, she had to do this, she had to finish them off. He scratched petty-like at her chest.

"Ah!" She cried, releasing. Her hips kept jacking him, just in case he was not done yet. He let out a deep groan, like he was throwing up, saliva dripped out of his mouth, and down onto her breast. They collapsed.

He kissed her cheek, mocking chastity, "Good girl, but you need to play again."
The second Justin got off of Alex, a black haze set in. She let out a breath she did not realize she was holding, and tried to coil into a fetal position.
Absently, her tactical mind noticed him sending monsters away. Five would ride with her, and Mason and Isabella would ride with Justin.

Her brother strode back to where she lay. His spittle flew over her body, no particular target in mind, "And boys," She now noticed her guards were all male, "Have fun."

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Justin whistled happily to himself. He had aborted her rebellion before it took place. Claimed what was his. In the past, Justin viewed Alex, as solely his, but an extended gang-bang would knock some sense into the rebel. Mason had to pay, though for trying to help her.

He addressed the werewolf coldly, growling about the lack of co-operation. Then stabbed Isabella in cold blood. As she lay dying, Mason tried to grab her hand, but Justin stopped him.

Mason froze. For a second the wizard thought he was frozen in fear, but then he realized the monster was literally frozen. Someone had stopped time. Justin rolled his eyes in frustration, then came to himself.

Mason's watch was gone. Turing around, he realized the motion to grab Isabella had not been a mistake. She had a watch in her hand.

The wizard turned it over in his hand. Why…? Alex, it had to be. Comforting her had been a ruse. Mason handed her his watch. This was planned. The house was not her trapping him, too many monsters. It had to be the way home.

Justin ran to the truck containing his baby sister. He flung open the doors to reveal the gayest sight in the history of wizardry. It was gay because all the males were nude, and there was no female.

Alex was gone. She knew about the watch. She had planned this, using herself as a Trojan horse. Oh, she would pay for this! He whirled around to find his sister standing next to her wizard champion.
A smile parted his face. Justin had to admit to himself that her choice was a good one, certainly one the wizard council was not looking for. But most important of all, one he knew in his heart he could beat.