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~*~ "Where did you get this?" Gavin asked stunned. The girl pushed his hand a side and turned on her heel to walk behind the grave. Gavin upset that she hadn't answered his question snatched her arm. She turned back and glared at him. "Leave me alone." She shook her arm away from him and grabbed a bag slightly larger than a back pack, and started to walk out when she looked at Lucien. Tears started to form when she looked at him. She shut her eyes making the images disappear, "You're lucky he's with you," she paused to consider what she was saying, "Because his ass was mine." Gavin sulked a little, but surprise never left his face, nor did it seem to leave Lucien's.
Gavin watched the girl go. Never in his life had he been stunned like that, except for once, but it was a long time ago, and he could barely remember it. Lucien also looked puzzled, she reminded him somewhat of his beloved, but reminded him more of a Lycan than Vampire. Lucien never took his eyes off of her then as she turned the corner breaking an imaginary beam, his head shot towards Gavin.
Gavin exchanged glances with Lucien. Lucien asked him, "What was it that stunned you?" Gavin still in some what of a shock, replied awestricken, "It was a pendant." He looked away at Lucien who didn't seem to think anything of a pendant, and started to walk out from the graveyard, but halted when he heard Gavin's last words, "They bore the mark of "M", the mark of Marcus," he whispered the last bit out. Lucien looked at Gavin in worry. Only Lycans, like Lucien used to be, bore any mark of their master Elder. And this one was too young to even know about the war, let alone live it.
"Are you sure you saw what you saw Gavin?" Lucien asked, but already knew the answer.
"Positive five hundred percent," he answered quietly, trying to believe the news himself.
Lucien walked out of the grave Gavin following trying to get the girls scent. It was no where to be found
***
Selene knew what she had to do. It was partly out of fear, but mostly out of her new life. Michael brought emotions to her she hadn't felt since before Viktor found her, and her new life, well shouldn't have been hers. She had to run, and hated the thought of it. Running was always never an option for Selene. She always fought back, but these new emotions swimming through her like fish made her want to leave Michael now.
Michael and Selene, along with the other Lycans reached their destination. Sunlight was coming, and Selene could feel it. It seemed like a small, but ordinary manor, but they were truly mistaken when they entered the manor. There were doors that led underground, to where the real mansion was. The tunnels from the underground were humongous; each branching off to a new room much bigger than the rooms Selene was used to.
Some of the Lycans smiled smugly at the new vampire who looked astonished. They thought they were better to live in such quarters. During the tour of some of the most important rooms Selene paid more attention to where she was going, she needed to know this place inside and out if she wanted her plan to work.
She half heartedly wished she left Michael at the coffee house, but knew it was too risky, he would come after her. Instead she needed a more hard to get scheme. Pierce saved their room for last. Selene walked into a beautifully furnished room. It wasn't red and gold like some of the rooms but had fossil (if that's what you call it) floors and framed the bed with the same fossil tiles. The bed however had a soft silky black comforter with sleek silver sheets. She walked in silence as both Michael and Selene heard Pierce close the door firmly, making sure they were in complete confidence. Michael smiled at Selene who looked up to him. Her brain was searching every possible exit from which they came in, but her heart was once again telling her to stay. Michael checked the other door across from the room to find a bathroom, everything they needed closet and all. Selene walked quietly over to the bed, and fell onto it. Michael in worry that something happened to her was there by her side in less than a second.
"Are you alright?" He asked with big puppy eyes.
"Just thinking." Selene stated simply, she couldn't let him get to her again; it was getting harder and harder to keep in control with him. He moved a little closer to Selene, seeing if she would back away. Her heart skipped, or what it would feel like if her heart did skip, but she never moved from her spot.
Michael cupped one hand around her face admiring what he had right in front of him. Selene still did not move from her lied down position, even though her mind and heart were at a battle all by themselves. Michael leaned in for a kiss, hoping she would let him in, and the moment his warm lips touched her cold ones, her heart and mind stopped fighting and all of Selene wanted this. Wanted Michael, here, now. He claimed her lips seizing the moment, and her tongue slipped into his mouth and surprised her, and she backed away. She wanted to stare at herself if that was possible, she had never kissed a guy like she just did her tongue seemed to slip on instinct, but she never had instincts with kissing, let alone kiss a guy.
It was all weird to her. Michael smiled at her; somehow he knew what was going on through her mind. She still felt a bit shocked at what she did on instinct, but when Michael once again came close, she let him, enjoying his warmth that he gave to her frozen body. Her tongue once again slipped out to Michael, but this time she was ready.
Michael knew she had never kissed anyone before, he could feel it, let alone her memories told it all. He enjoyed how she took over him, placing her hands on Michael's chest, then as he got closer to her, her hands slithered to his hair, raking it. He took his hand that cupped her face and gently traced to her back holding her up so his free hand could slide up her stomach pushing her shirt upwards. She moaned softly as undid the leather pants, which made him growl with pleasure. The growl sent a delightful chill up her spine, that made Michael growl some more.
She pulled Michael closer to her, and altered positions making her on top of him. She moved her hands down to lift Michael's shirt off, and helped her with the shirt. She pinned him down, going at her rate of speed; she was the one in control. Michael's human side let her, but the animal in him wanted to take control, wanted to be the one pining her down. He stopped suddenly, he was afraid to take control of Selene; he knew he couldn't handle the beast.
Selene looked at him, a bit disappointed, and then realizing what she was doing, fully naked, she retreated a bit. Michael cursed himself, slamming his head on the bed. Running his fingers through his hair, he still cursed himself, and then sighed deeply. "Sorry." He whispered a bit angry.
"What's wrong Michael?" Selene stated, not realizing she had said his name, which surprised her a bit. Her eyes searched him for an answer,
"The beast was trying to take over. I can't help it. I try to restrain, but every time I look at you, or kiss you it gets harder and harder to control." He said looking at her. His eyes passed her over quickly.
Selene felt a bit embarrassed being naked in front of Michael this way. She walked over to the door that led to a closet where all the clothes she had taken with her were put away for her. She realized she hadn't taken anything to sleep in when Michael passed her and grabbed a tee shirt and sweatpants, and handed them to her. She looked at him in thanks, and walked back to where Michael went back to sleep. She looked at him, still cursing himself. She thought about having this last night with him.
"Michael," Selene said quietly still undressed. He looked at her, all of her. "I won't let him come out."
She slid herself next to him, more comfortable with every step. He looked at her odd. He had never seen this part of Selene. Michael, still scared of letting his beast out, let Selene take lead. She put her hands on his chest, and let her hands creep over to his wrists, binding him down. He growled again, but Selene didn't let him win. She passionately kissed him, deepening every moment. The animal in Michael wanted to be set free, but Selene kept her promise. The human finally taking over the animal, surrendering to Selene. She moved lower to take his pants off. He growled, but this time it was Michael, not the Lycan and Vampire fighting over him. She enjoyed his growl, and let go of her pride. Their two bodies intertwined together melding once again like a puzzle. Selene was giving herself to this Lycan, no to a Hybrid.
What would the Vampires think?
What would the Lycans think?
Who gives a damn?
If this was going to be Selene's last night with Michael, she should at least make the best of it. Selene would give all of herself to the only one she's truly loved intimately since she was turned, this would be her first time, and last, there were no more chances after this. Michael let himself be taken, or part of him wanted to be taken.
Selene lowered her arms to Michael's shoulders letting his hands fall to her hair, his fingers playing with it. Selene, unsure of what she should do let Michael lower his hands down to her hips; directing her in the right way...
Knock Knock
Michael let out a roar of anger. He really didn't want to be disturbed. Maybe being a Lycan leader wasn't what it's cracked up to be. Selene closed her eyes, and moved over to Michael's side. He leaped out of bed, and changed into jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. With his hybrid speed he opened the door in a few seconds.
A Lycan who was a bout five feet nine looked at Michael. He had short hair, almost buzzed off. He had dark skin, like an Italian, and matching brown eyes. He smiled at Michael showing white teeth with two canine teeth slightly larger than normal. He was obviously much older than Michael.
"I'm sorry to disturb our new leader and his..." he paused sniffing the air, "vampire, but we have an emergency." Unlike many of the Lycans he did not wince at the mention of vampire.
Michael looked back for a slight second seeing that Selene was already inside the covers trying to get to sleep. He shut to door quietly, and followed this awkward Lycan.
"The name's Keith." Michael started to shake the outward hand, and Keith grabbed his hand shaking it. "You're Michael. It's nice to see a new face around all these bleak people."
Keith spoke with a thick Australian accent. Michael smiled. He was right; it was nice to see another smiling face. "Yeah, you're right."
"Of course I'm right I'm always right." Keith laughed at himself. He seemed to be around his late twenties.
"So what's you're story?" Michael asked knowing Keith would understand. Michael wanted to get to know everyone around here especially if he was to take a position he was not too keen on taking upon himself, but he was fortunate to have Selene by his side.
Keith responded now with a British accent, pulling his tan square framed glasses to the bridge of his nose. "Ah, the sad story of a young Lycan. Well, it all started in late fourteenth century when Lucien left us. Nobody knew he was gone except for me and Craig." Michael listened intently. "We all shared the same eleven by ten foot room during our servitude for Lord Marcus." He still said Lord even though he was free. "And we were the only ones who knew about Lucien and Sonja," a tear seemed to fall when he mentioned the name of the two, but he continued all the same. "Anyways, when they were caught, Craig being in charge of the dungeons told me things of Lucien and Sonja. When she was killed he told me what they did to her, and I wanted to kill Marcus." Michael quietly listening until this part to which he had to interrupt.
"If Marcus was in reign then why, in Lucien's memories, I see Viktor?" Michael wondered.
"You don't miss a thing," Keith winked at him, "You see Marcus didn't want to deal with Viktor's daughter for he had things of his own to deal with, and the fact he didn't feel it was his place. Though I would bet my immortality if it was up to him he would have killed her on the spot, and then thrown her to the daylight. Marcus wasn't into the whole suffering idea, sure those he hated he wanted make them suffer, but killing them straight forward was his idea for assurance." Keith started to trail off subject
"Anyways, he awakened Viktor, not wanting to keep a traitor in the mansion, and Viktor was extremely upset. He knew that the Sonja's baby was in fact going to be the first hybrid. All the elders knew of Abomination, at least that's what they called it. Viktor, however, was most fear by a blending of the species." Keith looked down and sighed. "Last I hear was that she was sentence to suffering daylight while Lucien watched." A tear now came to Keith's eye.
"Then that same night I hear a soft knocking at the door. Lucien came back to the room, and the only thing that came out of his words to me were 'I'll be back for you brother.' The next night Craig was killed for not keeping a sharp eye on the sun roof which had shown Lucien the moon. Viktor took over for the remaining seven years of Marcus. Marcus wasn't happy about the plan, but went to sleep anyways. Viktor tried all he could, but Lucien was too fast."
"Then, fifty years later all the Lycans were liberated from servitude. Viktor was extremely unhappy about it all, and killed the remaining fifty or so Lycans, half of our population back then, including my sister Delilah. My other sister, Lorelei, lives in Spain with another Lycan, Drew, and tries to live away from the war."
"I'm sorry to hear about that." Michael said honestly.
"No need. Do not worry; what's in the past is in the past." Keith put on a big smile as they turned a corner that Michael recognized. They went through the door that led to the main living room, which was where Michael and Selene first set foot inside the underground manor.
Michael saw a girl of about sixteen or seventeen. A black Lycan who was in his thirties held her right arm and a younger Lycan in his twenties held her left.
"Let go of me, damn it," the girl said with anger. She was on her knees, and Lycans were holding her arms, but that didn't stop her from being restless.
The younger one sneered, "I don't think so vampire." The other Lycan nodded in agreement. Other Lycans from the pack circled around the living room blocking all possible exits.
The girl got into a standing position and side kicked the Lycan on her left, and the black Lycan who wasn't as quick as he thought found himself a hard balled fist aiming at his jaw. Another Lycan who came out of nowhere jumped on her and pinned her down. His knees and lower legs kept her arms stuck to the floor. He smiled at the girl and playfully pushed a strand of her hair away from her round face.
She smiled back, "You're good." She admitted.
"The name's Calvin," he laughed at her comment, "Fast learner." He smirked, but saw a beauty in her vampire face.
"Charlize, but death come to you if you call me that, instead try Charli, with an I." She played along with him hoping he would get distracted. "How many times must I tell you idiots that I'm not a vampire, or the vampire you're looking for?"
Calvin playfully sniffed the air as if he smelled fine wine, "Smells vampire to me,:
Michael had had enough of this and stepped forward. Calvin noticing his new leader spoke at once as if the game was over, "We found her spying on the roof, sir. She only had that with her." He pointed to a black oversized backpack. Some of the Lycans had went through her stuff and left it open letting everyone around it see a CD player, matches, first aid kit, and toothpaste. Though there were more possessions inside no one bothered to look.
Michael knew that his senses had grown tremendously since he went from Lycan to Hybrid. It was like his Lycan nose was as bad as a humans nose. Michael discretely sniffed the air towards Charli's direction. His eyes flashed open in surprise that left Charli with a grin. "Let her go." He commanded in the silence that was about.
Calvin got off her quickly, and gave her a hand. Even though she was a vampire he still kept his gentleman manners. She lightly took the offer, but mostly used her legs to pull herself up instead of being helped up.
Michael could smell all the Lycans and he could smell the ones in other rooms. He could also smell a very light scent of Selene still in their room, but the smell this Charli girl gave off caught him off guard. She wasn't a vampire, nor a lycan, but a Hybrid.
~*~ "Where did you get this?" Gavin asked stunned. The girl pushed his hand a side and turned on her heel to walk behind the grave. Gavin upset that she hadn't answered his question snatched her arm. She turned back and glared at him. "Leave me alone." She shook her arm away from him and grabbed a bag slightly larger than a back pack, and started to walk out when she looked at Lucien. Tears started to form when she looked at him. She shut her eyes making the images disappear, "You're lucky he's with you," she paused to consider what she was saying, "Because his ass was mine." Gavin sulked a little, but surprise never left his face, nor did it seem to leave Lucien's.
Gavin watched the girl go. Never in his life had he been stunned like that, except for once, but it was a long time ago, and he could barely remember it. Lucien also looked puzzled, she reminded him somewhat of his beloved, but reminded him more of a Lycan than Vampire. Lucien never took his eyes off of her then as she turned the corner breaking an imaginary beam, his head shot towards Gavin.
Gavin exchanged glances with Lucien. Lucien asked him, "What was it that stunned you?" Gavin still in some what of a shock, replied awestricken, "It was a pendant." He looked away at Lucien who didn't seem to think anything of a pendant, and started to walk out from the graveyard, but halted when he heard Gavin's last words, "They bore the mark of "M", the mark of Marcus," he whispered the last bit out. Lucien looked at Gavin in worry. Only Lycans, like Lucien used to be, bore any mark of their master Elder. And this one was too young to even know about the war, let alone live it.
"Are you sure you saw what you saw Gavin?" Lucien asked, but already knew the answer.
"Positive five hundred percent," he answered quietly, trying to believe the news himself.
Lucien walked out of the grave Gavin following trying to get the girls scent. It was no where to be found
***
Selene knew what she had to do. It was partly out of fear, but mostly out of her new life. Michael brought emotions to her she hadn't felt since before Viktor found her, and her new life, well shouldn't have been hers. She had to run, and hated the thought of it. Running was always never an option for Selene. She always fought back, but these new emotions swimming through her like fish made her want to leave Michael now.
Michael and Selene, along with the other Lycans reached their destination. Sunlight was coming, and Selene could feel it. It seemed like a small, but ordinary manor, but they were truly mistaken when they entered the manor. There were doors that led underground, to where the real mansion was. The tunnels from the underground were humongous; each branching off to a new room much bigger than the rooms Selene was used to.
Some of the Lycans smiled smugly at the new vampire who looked astonished. They thought they were better to live in such quarters. During the tour of some of the most important rooms Selene paid more attention to where she was going, she needed to know this place inside and out if she wanted her plan to work.
She half heartedly wished she left Michael at the coffee house, but knew it was too risky, he would come after her. Instead she needed a more hard to get scheme. Pierce saved their room for last. Selene walked into a beautifully furnished room. It wasn't red and gold like some of the rooms but had fossil (if that's what you call it) floors and framed the bed with the same fossil tiles. The bed however had a soft silky black comforter with sleek silver sheets. She walked in silence as both Michael and Selene heard Pierce close the door firmly, making sure they were in complete confidence. Michael smiled at Selene who looked up to him. Her brain was searching every possible exit from which they came in, but her heart was once again telling her to stay. Michael checked the other door across from the room to find a bathroom, everything they needed closet and all. Selene walked quietly over to the bed, and fell onto it. Michael in worry that something happened to her was there by her side in less than a second.
"Are you alright?" He asked with big puppy eyes.
"Just thinking." Selene stated simply, she couldn't let him get to her again; it was getting harder and harder to keep in control with him. He moved a little closer to Selene, seeing if she would back away. Her heart skipped, or what it would feel like if her heart did skip, but she never moved from her spot.
Michael cupped one hand around her face admiring what he had right in front of him. Selene still did not move from her lied down position, even though her mind and heart were at a battle all by themselves. Michael leaned in for a kiss, hoping she would let him in, and the moment his warm lips touched her cold ones, her heart and mind stopped fighting and all of Selene wanted this. Wanted Michael, here, now. He claimed her lips seizing the moment, and her tongue slipped into his mouth and surprised her, and she backed away. She wanted to stare at herself if that was possible, she had never kissed a guy like she just did her tongue seemed to slip on instinct, but she never had instincts with kissing, let alone kiss a guy.
It was all weird to her. Michael smiled at her; somehow he knew what was going on through her mind. She still felt a bit shocked at what she did on instinct, but when Michael once again came close, she let him, enjoying his warmth that he gave to her frozen body. Her tongue once again slipped out to Michael, but this time she was ready.
Michael knew she had never kissed anyone before, he could feel it, let alone her memories told it all. He enjoyed how she took over him, placing her hands on Michael's chest, then as he got closer to her, her hands slithered to his hair, raking it. He took his hand that cupped her face and gently traced to her back holding her up so his free hand could slide up her stomach pushing her shirt upwards. She moaned softly as undid the leather pants, which made him growl with pleasure. The growl sent a delightful chill up her spine, that made Michael growl some more.
She pulled Michael closer to her, and altered positions making her on top of him. She moved her hands down to lift Michael's shirt off, and helped her with the shirt. She pinned him down, going at her rate of speed; she was the one in control. Michael's human side let her, but the animal in him wanted to take control, wanted to be the one pining her down. He stopped suddenly, he was afraid to take control of Selene; he knew he couldn't handle the beast.
Selene looked at him, a bit disappointed, and then realizing what she was doing, fully naked, she retreated a bit. Michael cursed himself, slamming his head on the bed. Running his fingers through his hair, he still cursed himself, and then sighed deeply. "Sorry." He whispered a bit angry.
"What's wrong Michael?" Selene stated, not realizing she had said his name, which surprised her a bit. Her eyes searched him for an answer,
"The beast was trying to take over. I can't help it. I try to restrain, but every time I look at you, or kiss you it gets harder and harder to control." He said looking at her. His eyes passed her over quickly.
Selene felt a bit embarrassed being naked in front of Michael this way. She walked over to the door that led to a closet where all the clothes she had taken with her were put away for her. She realized she hadn't taken anything to sleep in when Michael passed her and grabbed a tee shirt and sweatpants, and handed them to her. She looked at him in thanks, and walked back to where Michael went back to sleep. She looked at him, still cursing himself. She thought about having this last night with him.
"Michael," Selene said quietly still undressed. He looked at her, all of her. "I won't let him come out."
She slid herself next to him, more comfortable with every step. He looked at her odd. He had never seen this part of Selene. Michael, still scared of letting his beast out, let Selene take lead. She put her hands on his chest, and let her hands creep over to his wrists, binding him down. He growled again, but Selene didn't let him win. She passionately kissed him, deepening every moment. The animal in Michael wanted to be set free, but Selene kept her promise. The human finally taking over the animal, surrendering to Selene. She moved lower to take his pants off. He growled, but this time it was Michael, not the Lycan and Vampire fighting over him. She enjoyed his growl, and let go of her pride. Their two bodies intertwined together melding once again like a puzzle. Selene was giving herself to this Lycan, no to a Hybrid.
What would the Vampires think?
What would the Lycans think?
Who gives a damn?
If this was going to be Selene's last night with Michael, she should at least make the best of it. Selene would give all of herself to the only one she's truly loved intimately since she was turned, this would be her first time, and last, there were no more chances after this. Michael let himself be taken, or part of him wanted to be taken.
Selene lowered her arms to Michael's shoulders letting his hands fall to her hair, his fingers playing with it. Selene, unsure of what she should do let Michael lower his hands down to her hips; directing her in the right way...
Knock Knock
Michael let out a roar of anger. He really didn't want to be disturbed. Maybe being a Lycan leader wasn't what it's cracked up to be. Selene closed her eyes, and moved over to Michael's side. He leaped out of bed, and changed into jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. With his hybrid speed he opened the door in a few seconds.
A Lycan who was a bout five feet nine looked at Michael. He had short hair, almost buzzed off. He had dark skin, like an Italian, and matching brown eyes. He smiled at Michael showing white teeth with two canine teeth slightly larger than normal. He was obviously much older than Michael.
"I'm sorry to disturb our new leader and his..." he paused sniffing the air, "vampire, but we have an emergency." Unlike many of the Lycans he did not wince at the mention of vampire.
Michael looked back for a slight second seeing that Selene was already inside the covers trying to get to sleep. He shut to door quietly, and followed this awkward Lycan.
"The name's Keith." Michael started to shake the outward hand, and Keith grabbed his hand shaking it. "You're Michael. It's nice to see a new face around all these bleak people."
Keith spoke with a thick Australian accent. Michael smiled. He was right; it was nice to see another smiling face. "Yeah, you're right."
"Of course I'm right I'm always right." Keith laughed at himself. He seemed to be around his late twenties.
"So what's you're story?" Michael asked knowing Keith would understand. Michael wanted to get to know everyone around here especially if he was to take a position he was not too keen on taking upon himself, but he was fortunate to have Selene by his side.
Keith responded now with a British accent, pulling his tan square framed glasses to the bridge of his nose. "Ah, the sad story of a young Lycan. Well, it all started in late fourteenth century when Lucien left us. Nobody knew he was gone except for me and Craig." Michael listened intently. "We all shared the same eleven by ten foot room during our servitude for Lord Marcus." He still said Lord even though he was free. "And we were the only ones who knew about Lucien and Sonja," a tear seemed to fall when he mentioned the name of the two, but he continued all the same. "Anyways, when they were caught, Craig being in charge of the dungeons told me things of Lucien and Sonja. When she was killed he told me what they did to her, and I wanted to kill Marcus." Michael quietly listening until this part to which he had to interrupt.
"If Marcus was in reign then why, in Lucien's memories, I see Viktor?" Michael wondered.
"You don't miss a thing," Keith winked at him, "You see Marcus didn't want to deal with Viktor's daughter for he had things of his own to deal with, and the fact he didn't feel it was his place. Though I would bet my immortality if it was up to him he would have killed her on the spot, and then thrown her to the daylight. Marcus wasn't into the whole suffering idea, sure those he hated he wanted make them suffer, but killing them straight forward was his idea for assurance." Keith started to trail off subject
"Anyways, he awakened Viktor, not wanting to keep a traitor in the mansion, and Viktor was extremely upset. He knew that the Sonja's baby was in fact going to be the first hybrid. All the elders knew of Abomination, at least that's what they called it. Viktor, however, was most fear by a blending of the species." Keith looked down and sighed. "Last I hear was that she was sentence to suffering daylight while Lucien watched." A tear now came to Keith's eye.
"Then that same night I hear a soft knocking at the door. Lucien came back to the room, and the only thing that came out of his words to me were 'I'll be back for you brother.' The next night Craig was killed for not keeping a sharp eye on the sun roof which had shown Lucien the moon. Viktor took over for the remaining seven years of Marcus. Marcus wasn't happy about the plan, but went to sleep anyways. Viktor tried all he could, but Lucien was too fast."
"Then, fifty years later all the Lycans were liberated from servitude. Viktor was extremely unhappy about it all, and killed the remaining fifty or so Lycans, half of our population back then, including my sister Delilah. My other sister, Lorelei, lives in Spain with another Lycan, Drew, and tries to live away from the war."
"I'm sorry to hear about that." Michael said honestly.
"No need. Do not worry; what's in the past is in the past." Keith put on a big smile as they turned a corner that Michael recognized. They went through the door that led to the main living room, which was where Michael and Selene first set foot inside the underground manor.
Michael saw a girl of about sixteen or seventeen. A black Lycan who was in his thirties held her right arm and a younger Lycan in his twenties held her left.
"Let go of me, damn it," the girl said with anger. She was on her knees, and Lycans were holding her arms, but that didn't stop her from being restless.
The younger one sneered, "I don't think so vampire." The other Lycan nodded in agreement. Other Lycans from the pack circled around the living room blocking all possible exits.
The girl got into a standing position and side kicked the Lycan on her left, and the black Lycan who wasn't as quick as he thought found himself a hard balled fist aiming at his jaw. Another Lycan who came out of nowhere jumped on her and pinned her down. His knees and lower legs kept her arms stuck to the floor. He smiled at the girl and playfully pushed a strand of her hair away from her round face.
She smiled back, "You're good." She admitted.
"The name's Calvin," he laughed at her comment, "Fast learner." He smirked, but saw a beauty in her vampire face.
"Charlize, but death come to you if you call me that, instead try Charli, with an I." She played along with him hoping he would get distracted. "How many times must I tell you idiots that I'm not a vampire, or the vampire you're looking for?"
Calvin playfully sniffed the air as if he smelled fine wine, "Smells vampire to me,:
Michael had had enough of this and stepped forward. Calvin noticing his new leader spoke at once as if the game was over, "We found her spying on the roof, sir. She only had that with her." He pointed to a black oversized backpack. Some of the Lycans had went through her stuff and left it open letting everyone around it see a CD player, matches, first aid kit, and toothpaste. Though there were more possessions inside no one bothered to look.
Michael knew that his senses had grown tremendously since he went from Lycan to Hybrid. It was like his Lycan nose was as bad as a humans nose. Michael discretely sniffed the air towards Charli's direction. His eyes flashed open in surprise that left Charli with a grin. "Let her go." He commanded in the silence that was about.
Calvin got off her quickly, and gave her a hand. Even though she was a vampire he still kept his gentleman manners. She lightly took the offer, but mostly used her legs to pull herself up instead of being helped up.
Michael could smell all the Lycans and he could smell the ones in other rooms. He could also smell a very light scent of Selene still in their room, but the smell this Charli girl gave off caught him off guard. She wasn't a vampire, nor a lycan, but a Hybrid.
