When the undead and the hedgehog stood close together, almost in the middle of the fighting soldiers because the Undying had dropped back a bit, a Tomb Stone appeared right behind them. The Undying had cast it and now ghouls appeared all around and they went for the two enemy heroes. Traxex switched to Frost Arrows without losing stride in her shooting and the Undying advanced. The slow of the bites from the ghouls together with the slow of the frost made the undead enemy an easy target, even though he and the hedgehog cast some things as well. But nothing of that was able to stop her and the Undying. The hedgehog had already turned around and the Drow decided to focus on the easier target first. She wouldn't do much damage to the beast anyway, now that his back was towards her.
Just when she released the arrow that would be the final hit on the undead enemy hero, a howl sounded to her right. She froze, as did the Undying. On pure instinct she activated her invisibility and her ally turned towards their tower. They had killed one enemy hero and wouldn't get the other one anyway. So they didn't have to take any chances by trying to fight the wolf.
Traxex waited for a second to see if the Undying really retreated and then she turned to the left, away from the woods. There, on the side, behind some trees, was a neutral merchant. The trees stood farther apart on both sides of the man. On one side one could go a little further into the forest, but the way ended after a short distance. It was a dead end. On the other side one could circle a small patch of ground, where the trees were standing too close to get through. On the second way, in the corner between the trees and some cliff where the stream went on on the other side of the road, a small platform was created, just wide enough for two people to stand on. It was totally closed off from the road and cast into the shadows of the trees. Someone standing there wouldn't be visible to anyone, except he, too, took the same path, away from the merchant and around the patch of trees. But that was not very likely.
It was the perfect hiding place, even without her Shadow Blade she would be invisible from any spot on the road.
Not wanting to make it too easy for the lycan to track her, Traxex ran up the road first, towards the enemy tower. Then she headed back and turned towards the merchant, just as she saw the wolf coming out of the woods. She had the urge to duck and hide in the shadows, even though she was still invisible. She took the dead end into the forest before she went back out, all to spread her scent a little. She paced up and down in front of the merchant a few times and finally she took the way that would lead her to the small platform. Not too soon, because the invisibility that she had cast on herself faded. She backed into the corner between the trees and the cliff as far as she could, her back pressed to a tree trunk, her bow raised with an arrow on the string.
It wouldn't help her because one shot wouldn't harm the lycan and she didn't want to injure him anyway. It was more an intuitive gesture, due to the fact that she felt like prey again. Traxex made no sound because she wanted to hear when the wolf man was near. The anticipation didn't make it easy because she could hear the blood pounding in her ears and her breath was going too fast.
The killing of the enemy heroes earlier had left her totally unmoved, even the prospect of killing someone hadn't accelerated her heartbeat. But now, standing here and waiting for such a powerful male to find her, she felt as if her heart was bursting from her chest.
After a minute Traxex lowered her bow and frowned. Maybe he wouldn't find her. Maybe her hiding place was too good and she had been too fast. He hadn't been able to see her after all. Disappointment slowly began to replace the growing arousal. Maybe he wasn't as strong as she had assumed. Maybe she had made it too easy for him until now and the first time that she really challenged him he stood no chance. Maybe she should attack him next time and see if he was still able to get her when she didn't want him to. When she went for a kill instead of trying to flee.
Just when she placed the arrow in her quiver, she heard the faintest of sounds. Before she could process what that meant, the wolf man stepped out of the shadows. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him, his eyes glowing softly, his teeth bared a little and his hands clenched into fists. Big, with broad shoulders and the muscles clearly visible through his thin shirt, he was breath-taking.
Then she pressed herself harder into the trunk at her back. He had found her. And he looked ready to pounce. "So now you start to play with tricks? Doesn't matter, I can follow your scent everywhere. But I see you have found an appropriate place where no one will find us." He advanced, a grin spreading over his face.
The lycan raised his hand and shoved her hood from her face. His gaze trailed slowly over her body, beginning at her now exposed face. Her clothes didn't cover very much of her skin and they were tight, bringing her curves out. Traxex felt as if she was on display and when his gaze paused at her breasts and he growled, her nipples hardened. He looked up, his grin even wider than before. It seemed he had picked up on the reaction of her body. "You like me growling?" He stepped closer, their bodies now almost touching, and leaned towards her. His mouth was at her ear and then he growled again. Traxex shivered, her pussy throbbed and the lycan chuckled. He had done that on purpose.
His grin turned into a smile and Traxex thought that he was absolutely handsome like that. If he looked too fierce with his scowl in place, the fangs and his beard, he was devastating when he smiled. He still looked dangerous, because no smiling in the world could play down the sharpness of his teeth and the strength of his body, but more like a man and less like a beast. "You are gorgeous." She whispered.
"Thank you, kitty." His hand had moved to her hair, threading slowly through the strands, like before. "So soft…." He lifted one strand and rubbed it between his fingers. Hell, he definitely took his time. Traxex didn't know what to expect from the man and the anticipation was driving her crazy.
"My name is Traxex. I'm no cat." It was hard to concentrate when her body craved for his touch.
"I know that you are no cat. Traxex." Her name sounded different when he said it with his accent, and somehow like a promise for things to come. "But I like chasing cats and I definitely like chasing you. I'm Banehallow, but call me Bane. It will be easier to shout when I bring you pleasure after pleasure."
"You are very confident about your skill, aren't you?"
"Well, kitty, first I have never heard any complaints. And second, the way you react even while I'm only standing in front of you, I'm sure I won't need much skill." He took a deep breath. "I can smell that you are already wet for me and I haven't even begun." He leaned closer again, his lips caressing the shell of her ear. "You smell like you are about to come, from only some little growling and talking. What if I touched you now, how long do you think it would take me to make you scream?"
Suddenly he moved away and Traxex gasped. She was aroused like never before in her life, and he was right. One touch would probably be enough to shove her over the edge. She dug her fingers into the trunk, her bow long fallen to the ground.
When Bane talked again, his voice was rougher, maybe a little deeper. "Now kitty, I want you to let go of that trunk. I won't fuck you fully clothed, standing. I want to see you, so you will take everything off, first."
"Why don't you do that?"
A slow smile. "Because I like to watch. Now, your cape and your quiver first."
Her fingers moved almost on their own accord. She opened her cloak. "Will you strip for me as well?"
"You want to see me naked?"
"Hell yes. I want to see and I definitely want to touch."
"Who am I to deny you something like that, then…"
Her eyes followed his every move now, totally focused on what his hands were doing, while she let her quiver fall to the ground. Her cloak was already pooling at her feet. Next were her shoulder armour and her bracelets.