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A/N: Thanks to everyone who is reading the story, you guys are awesome. Especially those that review! I'm going to start responding to individual reviews from now on…or at least I'll try to ; )

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Anya looked out her bedroom window with blank, vacant eyes. She had returned that morning only to be confronted by a very angry Farkas. They had argued for a long time…well he had argued and she had listened. Needless to say, he didn't approve of her decision. Anya sighed; she didn't need his permission of course, but his anger hurt her nevertheless. She saw Farkas as a father figure and mentor; she always looked to him for advice whenever she made any kind of decision. Perhaps it was the fact that she had made up her mind on such an important matter without him that had Farkas all bent out of shape. She shook her head. That wasn't it. Farkas genuinely cared for her well being. He was worried sick, to say the least, that she wanted to be a monster.

She bit her lip. No matter his thoughts, she had made her decision. Tonight the Lycan band would move back into the castle. She had offered Cachtice as a sort of stronghold and sanctuary for their kind, soon to be her kind, in exchange for Lucian's protection against any and all threats.

Anya stood up slowly from her seat and went to ready herself for the night. Lucian had promised that that very night he would bite her, well not him exactly, Raze was going to be the one to do it. She wasn't sure why, but it hardly mattered. It would be all to the same effect anyway. It was just as well, she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Lucian. She wasn't scared, not really, but she didn't think she could stop herself from hyperventilating if he were to be the one to bite her. Raze had explained that it would hurt like hell, but even thinking of Lucian's lips pressed against her bare skin of her neck made goose bumps spread through her body and her legs turn to jelly beneath her.

Her hand trailed aimlessly over her clothes. She still had a few dresses in her possession and wondered if she should wear one for dinner. She frowned at the thought. Dresses were not an option, not anymore. It was obvious, however, why the thought had popped into her head in the first place: she wanted Lucian to see her differently… as a female, hopefully an attractive female. She bit down into her full lower lip. The dinner would be the last social gathering she would experience as a human. It wouldn't hurt to wear a dress would it? It's not like she cared if she bled on it or something. Yes, she would wear a dress. More animated than before she began searching in her closet for the dress she had in mind. It was a deep forest green. It was very simple, but elegant and form fitting. It had been a gift from one of the nobles that she traded with, and of course she had not worn it once in all that time.

Anya changed into it the dress quickly, before she could change her mind. She ran her fingers through her short hair to try to make it more presentable. She stood before her large gilded mirror feeling utterly absurd. She felt odd and uncomfortable with the silky material over her body. She made as if to remove it when she heard someone coming into the door. It was Klara, her maid servant.

"Milady, the werewolves have arrived. They await you in the court yard," her casual words did not match her expression. Klara's eyes were wide with surprise at her ever practical mistress in a dress.

"Is there something wrong Klara?" Anya fought to keep her tone cold but it just ended up sounding strange and insecure.

"No! Not at all milady, you just look very…different."

"Bad different?" she said in a small voice.

"No, of course not, you look very beautiful," her voice sounded surprised at this. Anya felt a blush spread.

"Do you think so?"

"Yes," she said firmly. Apparently she had gotten over her astonishment, because she moved forward and began fussing over Anya and her dress. She straightened it here, and fluffed it there…Anya was a little disoriented when she was finished.

"There, now you're perfect," she declared after having fussed over Anya's hair for a few seconds.

"I seriously doubt that, but it's sweet of you to say." Klara pursed her lips but did not argue; she knew better by now. She gently pushed Anya towards the door. Frankly, Anya needed it. She would not willingly face such an uncomfortable situation. Truly, how often do these things happen? She was willingly heading off to dine in the company of a host of hellish man-beasts. As if that were not enough, she was decided to become one of he immortal damned herself. Anya paused at the threshold of her room to steady her resolve. She reminded herself that these things were necessary, that she was honor bound to defend her people, to avenge her father. If she had to damn herself to an eternity as a wolf then…so be it. Anya shuddered. The darkness before her had seemed to become a thing of substance, the air itself appeared to shimmer and blur as if the strength of her will had changed the night itself. Anya felt, deep in her bones and the core of her existence, that something had changed. Up until that moment she had not truly been certain of what was to come. She had foolishly believed that somehow she would go through with this night unscathed, untouched, by the darkness of the creatures she would soon join. But she knew better now. This would change her, as truly and as deeply as her father's death had, and she had reached the point in which there was no going back. It was if fate itself had been rearranged, set into a new path that would affect more than Anya could fathom.

Pushing the morbid thoughts away, Anya squared her shoulders and made herself walk forward, towards the dinning room. She did not know the future, but she had made her choice, whether it be for good or not her path was set. Another shudder threatened to flow through her body, but she stopped it with the sheer force of her will. Klara, the dress, even Farkas was forgotten to her in that moment. Anya was not a coward, and she would most definitely not act like one.

She pushed the heavy double doors of the dining room open. All eyes, both mortal and immortal, turned to her.

She gave the most arrogant, and feral, smile she could muster and stated simply, "Are we ready for dinner?" Raze lifted an eyebrow to show that he had taken a double meaning to her words; she was, after all, to be his dinner tonight. Oh boy. It would definitely be one hell of a night.

Important A/N!!! : Sorry for the short chapter but with the reviews I got I wanted to get something out to you ASAP. I've been fighting writer's block this month so it was hard to come up with new stuff. But anyway, I'm back now and I promise I'll try to get these out faster for you guys. Also, for those of you that haven't read this on my profile, I'm starting a new story on . It's called Shadowbenders and it's sort of my take, or version, of the fey society and how their presence would affect us puny human. It's a little darker than some others, but I promise a whole lot of action and loads of romance for my fey/human couple. So don't be shy, if you like WOTL, then you might like this one! Please give it a chance (insert annoying pouty face here). If enough people check it out I'll give out some spoilers for the WOTL sequel (wags her eyebrows).

Thanks for reading guys!