Hey all of my two faithful reviewers! I thought I would enjoy myself a little more with this chapter; the first three were kind of beginners for my first story. You know, they were sort of like an orientation for me! Well, tell me: is Loki, or Arista your favorite character thus far? I NEED MORE REVIEWS! 

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Chapter 4 "My Own Paradise"

Loki, God of Mischief and Mayhem My Odin, this girl could drive like a demon! Never before had I seen such misuse of my own car! But, she seemed to know where and what she was doing, I had to give her credit for that. Finally, she removed my blindfold, and I saw her smile as she saw my eyes and the way my body was stiff from shock. She laughed, a melodious sound that instantly loosened me where I truly needed it.

My stomach, despite me being an immortal, was flopping and tossing inside me, like a bag of Mexican jumping beans. I was beginning to feel sick to my stomach, when finally, we slowed down a little, and she turned into a long gravel road lined thickly with spruce, pine, and other forest type trees. On either side of the road, there were two beautiful statues of wolves glistening in the sun. A long, black fence raced along the edge of the property, like a long black snake.

What amazed me most was the house, erm, mansion, which was at the end of the road. It was tall, and reminded me of a castle in the movies, like out of Van Helsing, Dracula, or Frankenstein. I stared at it, my eyes never moving from that spot. Arista noticed my staring eyes, and decided to try and make conversation with me.

"So, what do you think? Is it good enough for you to stay in?" She said sarcastically. I just looked at her blankly. I opened my mouth to say something to her, but no matter how hard I tried to speak, I just couldn't. So she spoke for me.

"I suppose you might wish to know who built this house. Well, all the members of my pack did it, and they pay for most of the stuff like heating, electricity, and etcetera. I only pay half of it, but they have free rein of the house. There are about 1,000 members in the pack, last time we took a census," she said, stopping the car effortlessly.

"There are that many werewolves? And I thought my family was big, here yours is twice the amount of mine. Ha," I said looking rather disoriented and shocked. I got out, and she did as well. Then, we walked up to the doors. When we got up there, she took a set of keys from the pocket of her jeans, put the correct one into the lock, and turned it. The door opened, to an entry hall similar to that of a castle.

Then, seeing my shock, she pulled me close to her, saying " I am kind of tired, so I will be going upstairs to get a long nap while you can do whatever you will. But before I go, I have something to show you". Then she took me over to the other side of the room, and there were a pair of paw prints, like those of a wolf imprinted into the wall. Arista groaned, and suddenly her hands changed into wolf paws, and she placed one unto the paw print on the right. Suddenly, the castle wall began to shift and change, creating a large stone doorway. The passage that followed was lit dimly with large torches, where the fire was in the mouths of wolves that lined the stone sides of the passage.

I looked at her, but she merely smiled, and said "Enter, Loki."

I stepped in, and the wall shifted back to normal, leaving me locked within. She pushed me along, and when I faltered, she kissed me encouragingly. Finally, we reached a set of doors in an antechamber, about 10 minutes into the passage. They had several things written on them in weird symbols like this:

",

…"

"Welcome to My Paradise,

All wolves must wipe their feet and all must enjoy themselves humbly. Each door hides a mystery; all hide things of pure joy. But enter with caution, fools, for a wolf's temper is terrible…" She translated for me. Then she added, " I will show you what is beyond each door. That over on the right, marked with '1' is the bar, '2' is a hot tub, and beyond '2' is a secret door leading to a second, more secluded hot tub, and a pool. '3' contains a gym, with a lot of weapons, etcetera. '4' is the pack's own movie theater, complete with a small room for musicians, and a stage with a closet full of costumes. '5' is a Ball Room, with a kitchen and stuff of the like. There is room '6' the hotel portion and the wreck room is '7'. '8' is a dungeon basically, storage, and prison. But my favorite is number '9'. You want to find out why?"

" I don't know, why is it your favorite?" I asked, taking her hand lovingly.

She pulled me over, and opened the door. Inside, I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a gigantic library, filled to the domed ceiling with books. We walked in, and I found I was staring down from a really high ledge. There were comfy looking chairs, couches, and other accessories. I gazed in admiration, and she smiled. There were also ten really nice computers here and there, and a couple desks, made from the best wood money could buy.

"The rest you can explore on your own, I, however need rest. Good night, my dear," she said turning to leave. I stopped her, and kissed her again.

"Good night, and sweet dreams." I said. Then, I turned to explore the other rooms, watching her as she left through the passage. She looked even more beautiful when she was tired, and I couldn't help but stare. I decided to explore the rooms in numerical order.

Strangely, after about an hour, I grew bored, and decided to go after her. I could feel her presence within the first bedroom of the Western wing, and ten minutes later I found myself opening the door to her room, standing over her bedside. Her chest rose and fell, like her steadily beating heart. She smiled, peacefully at ease with the world, in a place not filled by danger, death, or strife. My mischief making self told me to change that, but I simply lowered myself on her bed, and strangely, she moved over to allow me room to sleep. I accepted her offer graciously, and she pulled my arms across her waist.

As I settled down, she spoke sleepily "Loki, did you shut the door when you came in here?"

"Yes I did," I lied, and then motioned the door to shut with my powers. She nestled in close to my body, so our hearts were beating against each other, and then spoke again.

"Thank you Loki."

"Your welcome, my dear," I replied, and we both fell asleep soundly as the night began to come in through her bedside window.

Awwww! Aren't they cute! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!