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I tried
desperately to squirm out from underneath him, though I knew I had
nowhere to go. Rocco played as if I were a mouse he was toying
with. I had never hated before but I knew I would rejoice if he
were to die horribly. “Here boys, behold the scent of your new
queen!”
    My legs were spread so wide I thought my hips
would crack. A wolf promptly sat on each of my ankles to keep me
still. Though I tried to force them back, tears burned my eyes as
the pack sniffed at my most tender places and licked their chops.
Rocco’s eyes were merry as he rolled his thick dick roughly into my
breasts. “I think the queen is too dry, boys. Solve this problem
for her.”
    A new level of disgust seized me as I felt the
lap of many tongues inside me. I opened my mouth and screamed, a
long shriek of outrage and loathing the likes of which I had never
known. Rocco’s slap silenced me. I felt blood running out of my
nose. He leaned in close. “Had to return the favor,” he whispered.
He knelt between my legs, shooing the wolves away, and I knew the
horror was just beginning. He gripped one of my thighs in each
hand, growling.
    “Now you’ll learn what it really means to be a
bitch!”
    Suddenly the cabin erupted in a circus of
snarls and snapping teeth. “Fuck!” Rocco screamed and I realize all
the Iron Jaws were intently focused on whatever lay beyond the door
in the dark night. The wolves crept to the doorway, hair
bristling.
    And then I heard it. The sound of a dozen
strong werewolves howling their fury, searching for revenge. The
Dark Claws. “Marcus,” I whispered.
    “That mother fucker.” Rocco pulled me by the
hair until my face was inches from his. “Come watch your beloved
die.” I shuddered as he licked the side of my face. “I will fuck
you in the pool of his blood.” He dragged me out the door by my
hair as I tried to kick away.
    The Dark Claws stood in a fierce line. I
glimpsed Marcus in the center before I was tossed to the ground. I
had managed to grab the ruins of my dress as I was being hauled out
and I clutched it to my bare body. Marcus’s snarl of wrath at the
sight of his abused bride was unlike any sound I had ever heard
from him.
    Rocco laughed again. “Now let’s see who wins
the claim this time.” And with that he sprang forth as the largest
of the white wolves.
    I inched away from the deadly Iron Jaws as
they pushed together, snapping and snarling. None seemed interested
in me anymore as they were intently focused on the fight at
hand.
    Then I noticed the sinister shadows. They were
lined up behind the Dark Claws, taller than most men. The wraiths
made no noise, but moved closer.
    Rocco’s animal sneer dropped when he finally
glimpsed the figures standing behind Marcus and the Dark Claws. The
wolf melted away and the man roared with rage. “You called THEM?
Cowardly little shits crawling to bloodsuckers for help!!” He swore
and spat.
    Marcus threw his head back and then stood
straight in his human form. His voice dripped with violence. “Fuck
you.” He clenched his fists with fury. The sight was surreal; two
mighty alpha werewolves utterly unclothed and on the verge of death
blows as their wolf packs waited behind them.
    One of the creatures in the shadows stepped
forth. He removed his dark hood and smiled terribly. He was slender
with alabaster skin. His sharp white teeth shone in the dark night.
“Rocco. We are not here because of the wolves.” He tapped a long
fingernail against his teeth and nodded to the Iron Jaws. “You will
recall the girl, the one whose blood you’re wearing.” The creature
sighed. His eyes glowed red and his voice lowered dangerously. “You
see, she was something of a pet...”
    Rocco swallowed. It was a lovely thing to
behold the terror in his eyes.
    The vampire took a step forward. “I warned
you. “ Another step. “ Rocco.”
    What happened next was unclear. Rocco and
Marcus burst into their wolf forms at the same instant. Howls rent
the air as the