'I never felt this way before
I've seen so many islands
I never felt this way before
In this song here I describe him

The chariots rise
Up high in the sky
What a fool am I
To fall so in love
What a wonderful dream
It seems to be
'Cause I love him'

Heat, like nothing she could remember ever feeling the likes of before, hot and pulsing as liquid fire coursed through her veins, drowning her senses yet intensifying them as she eyed the Alpha before her, every move and every twitch his muscles made registering in her mind whilst everything else around them seemed to melt away into nothingness.

He was all that she craved now, the lust of her nature spiking as she watched his tongue dart quickly to moisten his lips, beautifully sinister lips that had tasted the blood of many Alpha's before her time. The thought alone made a lusting growl break past her lips, seeming to jolt Hannibal to the core as he bared his teeth and began to speak, his voice low and thick with his accent.

"There is no going back my love... Our old game has begun"

It was the only warning her hormone addled brain was given before he made to rush her, narrowly dodging as she dodged to the side and sent an elbow into his gut, an effective kidney dig as he grunted and spun to face her, following suit as she made to escape the room.

Their old game was a violent ritual, made by the circumstance of their first mating to remind them both of their true nature, a reminder that it was bloodlust that had brought them together and had given them a love that suited them both.

Blinded by her own hormones, Felicia ran without fear of being caught but fear that the game would eventually end. She turned each corner, the sound of his advancing footsteps echoing behind her as she searched for ground that would play to her advantage.

"There is nowhere to run little Omega... This house is my playground"

The hum of his voice was like a deadly melody, harsh with his accent and made heavier by the rut that had consumed his own brain. She didn't dare to turn to look at him, knowing instinctively what would meet her vision if she did. His dishevelled appearance as his hair continued to come loose from its usual perfection, his eyes clouded with sheer predator desire as he broke the cage on his own inner monster. There was none of the gentlemanly facade left now; he had lost himself to his true vicious nature.

The thought alone made her shudder in excitement as she upped her game and began to run faster, darting into the study, knocking over a vase in the process and climbing the ladders to the balcony above to gain the high ground from him. gripping the rail, she watched like a hawk from above as he joined her in the room, a hungry smile coming to his face as glee entered his eyes.

"The high ground? But your plan is flawed my love"

She snarled in warning as he began to advance upon the ladder, aiming to join her above. He had her cornered, how had she been so naive to think that the high ground could gain her an advantage when there was a method for him to reach it also. Damn it, she should have chosen the kitchen and grabbed a weapon!

"What will you do little Omega? I can all but taste your scent, crisp and clean... Like fresh fallen snow on a winters morn... Just waiting to be tainted"

His words ended with a lustful groan as he reached the top and began to move closer, eying her as she weighed up the options in her addled mind. Nothing felt clear, the desire to let him win and receive the antidote for the heat that consumed her weighed heavy on her mind whilst the desire to fight, to continue their violent game a little longer forced her to look towards the balcony for salvation.

"You can't taint... What's already tainted"

With her words she gripped the ledge and jumped over, doing her best to land safely before fleeing from the room, not before flicking the bird at him with a sassy smirk and clouded eyes. The night was still young and the fun had only just begun.

Hannibal snarled as he watched her run, he should have expected such a dangerous move to be taken as he descended the balcony also and continued to give chase, he had been too caught up in the thought that he had won so soon, he should have known that as her memories were returning, so would certain attributes of her personality. She'd sooner break her ankle than lose the game so soon.

"You cannot run from me for all your heat little Omega. Eventually, I will catch you"

His words were met with a chilling silence, no retort or sound of footprints against the floor. She was hiding, and only her scent was left to guide him as he took a long sniff at the air and began to edge closer to her final destination. His private study, away from the prying eyes of jack whenever he came to visit.

'I took the notes of past excursions
And I read them through once more
Only to find them all diversions
From the one true love in store

The chariots rise
Up high in the sky
What a fool am I
To fall so in love
What a wonderful dream
It seems to be
'Cause I love him'


She shouldn't have chosen this room. His scent alone danced within this space and goaded her with memories that were too blurred, memories of the dreams that had haunted her when she had been in the coma world and ghosts of lust filled voices as they spoke heated words of passion. She needed to escape but it was too late as she searched for either a place to hide or something to defend herself with. Nothing.

"Shit"

Her eyes darted from left to right before something caught her attention upon the ornate desk that stood at the head of the room, a scrap book it seemed on closer inspection. Bound with black leather, it seemed pretty ordinary as she picked it up and tried to focus even slightly upon it. Despite it's plain appearance, she felt drawn too it like a moth to a flame as she began to flick through the first few pages before slamming it back down and spinning to the door, Hannibal smiling hungrily once more as he rushed her and succeeded in knocking her down.

His lips curled into a feral smile as his eyes drank in the sight of the heat-maddened Omega beneath him, nails clawing at his arms and drawing blood as she fought to break free from his grip, teeth bearing as she hissed out incoherent threats in a mix of English and French as she struggled against him and her own mind. She had always been beautiful in his mind, but in this moment she was simply divine. Savage and out of control, showing signs of the beast that lived within her soul.

"Mine"

His words were just short of a snarl, dripping with possession before crashing his lips against her own, groaning as her hands began to tear the flesh further up his arms, clawing into his back before settling into his hair, her mind finally admitting defeat and pulling him closer with all the strength she could muster. As much as he loved the foreplay, it was this that he truly adored about her heat. Just because she would accept their mating didn't mean that she would stop fighting. It would be rough, vicious and easily leave them both with bruises as a reminder of their love. It was brutal, and neither would ever have wanted to change it.

The need for words no longer existed between them as hands began to tear at clothing, teeth marking freshly revealed skin and a mantra of moans and lustful growls filled the air around them that hung thick with their arousal. Felicia felt as if she had entered a twisted form of heaven that belonged only to the two of them, her addled brain only registering the blissful shots of pleasure that coursed through her spine with every rake of his nails across her skin, every bite mark that he lay against her. It was perfection in this moment of heat induced delirium.

'We're home'

The distorted voice seared across the back of her mind as she felt his teeth sink harshly into the side of her throat, a guttural moan of utter bliss breaking past her lips before forcing him to look her in the eye, her mind clearing for the briefest of moments as she uttered the words he hadn't quite realised he was so desperate to hear.

"Make me yours again"

His roar of delight echoed across the house as he tore the remnants of their clothes away, pushing into her completely with a single thrust. Head thrown backwards, back arched high as she screamed at the force of his movements, spikes of pleasure shooting through every cell of her body, the final restraints within her mind, the last chains keeping her own beast chained finally snapped and a madness leaked into her eyes as she met the eyes of her mate.

Nails and teeth met flesh with a new fever as fresh blood began to well from the wounds they inflicted upon each other, a pain that both needed to remind them that, once this was all over and the heat no longer captivated them both, they still had each other and no one else could ever quite fulfil their needs like they could.

His thrusts were harsh and unforgiving, everything she needed as she met him in this primal dance of desire, their hips slamming together as his hand clawed at a leg and left the prints of his fingers against her skin there also. They wouldn't last long in this first round, he knew that, too long having been without each other's carnal temptations, but they would have more time to reacquaint themselves he thought as his knot began to swell and he sunk his teeth a final time this round into the flesh of her throat, imprinting the symbol of their mating deep within her flesh, where it would stay for the rest of their natural lives if fortune would permit it.

Her pleasured screams echoed throughout the house as she met his climax with her own, muscles tightening around his knot as it began to grow and stretch her, locking itself securely within as the pair took deep intakes of breath to calm their breathing, eyes locking a final time, both knowing that this was far from over.

*4 days later*

Mottled with bruises on both bodies, teeth marks an angry red against both milky white and lightly tanned skin as she slowly came back to her senses, sleep addling her brain as she breathed a sigh of relief at having passed through her heat. A hand ran gently across her flesh, mapping each and every mark he had placed upon her, his claim to her just as her marks upon his own flesh were her claim upon him. Against the deep royal blue of his satin bed sheets, she looked like a broken angel, tainted by the devil within his soul and ruined, never to return to heaven, forever to remain by his side. If only the devil and known his angel had fallen of her own accord, that it would be her that had captured him in her blood soaked clutches.

She groaned as he lowered his lips to a particular bruise upon the centre of her back, cherishing it and repenting for it at the same time as she turned slightly to look at him with confusion.

"Hannibal?... Is it over?"

She sounded weary, her now conscious mind seeming to register their activities and aching in accord as forced herself to turn fully and face him, casting a quick glance between them both.

"Yes my love, it is over. Do you feel well? You have been sleeping for a few hours and I was able to clean your wounds and dress them appropriately"

Warmth began to rise within her chest as she looked at the man next to her, seeming to see him in a new light. She couldn't say that she would ever change her behaviour, that she would stop her revenge tactics whenever he upset her, she just wouldn't be herself anymore. But, as she looked at him and realised that the light within his eyes was concern for her and her alone, she began to realise the most important thing of all that she had forgotten.

"You really do love me... I guess I forgot what that felt like with everything that has happened"

And, if she was going to be honest with herself, pushing aside all their petty fights and fall outs, she loved him too. This man, who was broken on so many levels, who had fixed himself and recreated a nightmare, her nightmare, loved her like he would never love again. He smiled softly at her words, running a gentle hand through her hair.

"It has taken you long enough to realise. I don't expect miracles and I would never ask you to change. As your memories return, you may understand why, but for now, this is enough just to know you are with me, in our own twisted version of love"

"Still a better love story than twilight"

'Though I have waited long
And they have all been wrong
Now I find in the end
With him I need not pretend

The chariots
They rise up high in the sky
What a fool am I
To fall so in love
What a wonderful dream
It seems to be
'Cause I love him

'Cause I love him'


Hey guys, I finally got my laptop back from repairs and I was able to get this chapter finished. Hope you all enjoyed the latest update, let me know your opinions on it so that Ii can continue to improve. The next chapter will be focused around Will and Sera, with a new flashback to clear the mist for the girls a little further.

Thanks for reading guys,

Thecrimsondagger x