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Chapter 3

Kenzi whipped the car into a parking space outside the huge brick house with massive columns shooting skyward and holding the roof up. The whole house looked like it was fresh out of a Gothic style home catalog. Kenzi gathered herself as best she could, she knew she looked like she stepped out of a slasher film, but she didn't care at all. She was doing this for Dyson, that's all the mattered. Her long slender finger pressed the doorbell and just a few seconds past before the door was pulled back. A very tall, slender man was standing in front of her. He was really pale, even more pale that Kenzi. His long black pea coat made him look all the more frightening, but in some odd way Kenzi was attracted to him. His yellow eyes scanned her up and down.

"Tamsin sent me." Kenzi said quickly.

"Of course she did. Did you apply the blood yourself? It looks very realistic?" he asked. His tone was low and sultry, Kenzi was drawn in to him.

"No, it is real. It is my friends, he needs help." Kenzi said. She barely got the words out, her body was burning up and all she wanted to do was smash her lips into this stranger.

"Henrik! That is enough!" a loud voice shouted out. The stranger bowed his head and stepped to the side, revealing an absolutely stunning woman. She looked like a model, her cheek bones stood out along her too pale face and her black hair was striking with her yellow eyes. She was wearing a long silver ball gown and Kenzi wondered why she was so dressed up.

"Excuse him, he doesn't yet have manners. He'll have to be taught them it seems." The woman glared at Henrik and then her long slender arm shot out and she clawed his face. He shouted and ducked away, running back into the house.

"I'm Tatiana." She said extending her hand.

"I'm here to see Duchess." Kenzi said quickly, she just wanted to see this woman and get out of here and back to Dyson.

"Did you say Tamsin sent you?" she asked. Kenzi nodded and Tatiana jerked her head into the house.

"Follow me." she said. Tatiana led the way, Kenzi following behind her quickly. Tatiana's long legs made for a quick trip, Kenzi had to nearly run to keep up with her. When she heard Tatiana's heels clicking on the floor Kenzi realized she'd forgotten her shoes. Every since abandoning them at the cliff, she'd forgotten to put another pair on.

"This way." Tatiana pushed open a set of double doors that were blood red. Inside the room music blasted over the speakers and bodies writhed through the entire room. It looked like a club and Kenzi wanted no part of it. Her body started to thrum with the music, she felt eyes on her and she didn't like it. But she felt amazing, she wanted to grind on the first person she saw. Her body turned away from Tatiana, looking for something, anything. But a cold hand latched onto her wrist and jerked her out of her stupor.

"Don't listen to it." Tatiana said dragging her toward the back of the club like room. Kenzi shut out the music, focusing on Dyson and only him. Tatiana pushed a door open and they walked into an office type room. A young girl who resembled Tatiana sat at a desk and scribbled away on a piece of paper. Two large men stood guard outside a door at the back of the room.

"Good morning Tati." The girl said without looking up. Tatiana didn't respond or even look her way, she just pulled Kenzi toward the door. The guards stepped away and Tatiana shoved the door open. Kenzi immediately noticed the large bookshelves shooting toward the roof, covered in books. She then saw the huge desk at the end of the room, a woman even more striking than Tatiana was sitting there. She had bright red hair that looked like flames licking around her face. Her bright greens eyes reminded Kenzi of a cat and her features did too. She had a sharp nose that pointed upward and pointed cheekbones. Her limbs were long and lithe and as she stood it looked effortless.

"Duchess." Tatiana said nodding her head.

"Hello Tatiana. Who is this?" she asked.

"Tamsin sent her." Tatiana answered. Duchess looked up and frowned.

"You're dismissed Tatiana." She waved her hand. Tatiana released Kenzi's wrist and left the room.

"I owe Tamsin one favor, just one. So tell me, what I can do for you." she said.

"My friend Dyson is a shifter. He was seriously injured and I know he heals fast but not as fast as he needs to. He has internal injuries and I don't know how to help him, please, I need help." She said. Duchess stared at her and smiled.

"You're a human." She said with a small laugh.

"So what? I just need help and if you're going to help me then get on with it, if not tell me so I can get the hell out of here and find someone who can help my friend!" Kenzi shouted. Duchess stopped chuckling and she glared at her for a second before a smile returned to her face.

"Now I know why Tamsin likes you. Fine, follow me." she waved Kenzi to a book shelf where she grabbed a huge book.

"What kind of shifter is he?" she asked.

"Wolf." Kenzi said. Duchess nodded and flipped through the book before sitting it down on her desk.

"A lot of Fae know hardly anything about the wolf shifters. They are mysterious creatures and they very rarely open themselves up to people, when they do, it means that person in a constant in their life and they want them there forever. You're very lucky to have a wolf shifter as a friend, they are loyal to their very core." She said as she scanned the pages of the old book. Kenzi felt somewhat honored, she'd have to tell Dyson that after she helped him. Duchess stared at the book and then sighed.

"Um, looks like your friend is not going to make it sweet heart. Sorry." Duchess shrugged. She moved to close the book but Kenzi slammed her hand onto the open page.

"Yes he is. I don't care what it is I have to do, I'll do it." she said. Duchess snatched Kenzi's wrist off the page and tossed her hand away.

"Listen to me you little shit, you wouldn't survive the first part of what you have to do let alone the second or third. Now get out of here." she growled. Kenzi ground her teeth and remembered what had happened to Henrik, but she didn't care, Dyson's life was on the line here.

"I don't care how much it hurts or how close to death it puts me. He saved my life, I owe him. Please, just please help me help him." Kenzi begged, tears coming to her eyes. Duchess sighed and shook her head.

"You really care for this shifter don't you?" she asked.

"He's the only one I have." Kenzi said.

"Fine. Alright, I'll help you. I'm not making any promises, but if you make it, so will he." Duchess said. She walked around her desk and opened the top drawer. Kenzi didn't know what was going on or how much danger she was in, all she knew was she had to do this. She didn't have a choice. Duchess pulled out a long blade, one vial for blood, a white porcelain bowl, and a long iron. Kenzi swallowed hard and stared down at the items. Now she was getting a little scared, she didn't know what was coming for her.