© Claimed By Him ~ Elektra Orfanos

Gods reading through this is making me cringe... blah anyway enjoy it while I rewrite it and make it BETTER!!

*|Curtis|*

Mist flooded the forest working its way swiftly to drown my boots and I gripped the crossbow tightly in my hands. To say the forest is merely creepy is an understatement. When you're with a group of people the forest is creepy however when you're out on your own it's deadly, it's vicious. It will use every shadow to betray your sight.

It's all a trap set to kill you.

Still here I am determined with a shivering spine hunting for the wolf. The awful disgusting beast who Luna is defending.

She's not a werewolf. I refuse to believe it. Sure she's wild, witty, possibly dangerous but she is not a monster.

A howl sounded close by and I ran towards the battle cry with my cape flying behind me.

I noticed bits of red ripped fabric scattered around on the earth and in the arms of trees, my expression grew grim when I spotted the red dressed damsel lying half alive on the ground.

"Luna?" I whispered recognising her slender frame. All rules from training slipped my mind and I blindly ran out towards her crashing down beside her and threw my hat and crossbow down.

Her skin glowed a pale white under the heavy light of the full moon, Luna's eyes were filled with their usual chocolate warmth as she shared a tired smile with red coated lips as dark as blood, her red gown was not exactly in tatters but the front of her skirt had been ripped off to reveal creamy coloured thighs covered in claw marks, her chest rose up with every intake of breath and her dark hair was splayed around her. She looks like a fallen angel.

"What did it do to you?" I asked her feeling my eyes get heavy with tears. I've heard of werewolves taking advantage of girls and stealing their purity. But I didn't think that was possible, not Luna. Why should a werewolf take interest in Luna? If he hurt her why isn't she crying?

"Uh I'm having trouble moving..." She replied weakly.

I helped her sit up watching her hair fall off her shoulder eyeing at a bloodied bite mark on her neck. "What happened?"

"Hm?" She moaned dazed.

"Luna stay with me." I shook her gently causing her to yelp.

"Curtis do you mind?" She sighed clutching her head with a grimace. I didn't waste a second for her I just slipped my arm under her knees and gripped her waist to lift her up but she elbowed me away.

"I need you to come with me." I said sternly.

"Need me to?" She repeated in a sultry voice then stared at me smirking. There is something off with the way she's looking at me.

"Luna there might be time to help you and save you from a..."

"Fate worse than death? You're so predictable Curtis." She chuckled and threw her head back to stare at the stars. "Isn't it beautiful out here?"

She's lost her mind. "You're hurt and possibly delusional."

"I am feeling many things..." She purred setting herself up on all fours leaning towards me. "But hurt is not one of them." She pressed her lips forcefully on mine and I continued to sit shocked watching with wide eyes at her closing her own. Within the second our lips met I suddenly felt the heat melting my insides and the need to reach out to touch her.

But I stopped the kiss. "What are you doing?" I asked she giggled with her eyes still closed and placed her hand on my chest to push me back into the ground. She leaned over me locking my hips with her legs and kissed me again. Our mouths moulded together perfectly and fit my hands in the curve of her waist gripping onto her torn red dress. "I thought you were having trouble moving?"

"I thought you were a good kisser but turns out we're both wrong." She replied pulling herself away until she was knelt down before me with her head cast down.

I rolled my eyes and got ready to stand but her hand reached for my wrist and she held me there. "I know how good I am at kissing."

"Then you might want to practice."

"Are you offering a lesson?"

"Why do you think I kissed you in the first place?"

"I can't believe we're doing this now... Luna you need to get up." I shook my head trying to shake off the easiness. That's the last thing I am meant to be feeling. I need to be angry, ready for action, ready to kill.

'Where are we going?' A man whispered darkly from the distance and behind Luna was the golden eyed wolf.

"Luna get behind me!" I ordered but when I looked at her face her eyes were replaced with two similar yellow orbs and long fangs for teeth. The demonic features ruined her pleasant face and I stepped away from her picking up my hat and crossbow but she crawled towards me with a lustful look.

"Curtis." She whispered pained. She stood and touched her nose to mine. "It's okay."

"What?"

"It may not have been by choice but I think this is what I've always wanted."

"To be a monster like him!?" I shouted. I grabbed her face in my hands and opened her mouth to see the long sharp fangs sitting there disgusting me.

Huge hairy arms, hairy human arms wrapped around her neck and she was pulled back into a very naked man dipping his face into her hair then he licked the bite on her neck making her shiver against him but lean more into his lock on her.

The bite is his claim on her.

"Mr Night." I spat. His golden eyes finally gazed at mine and he stared at me bored while Luna stared at him with awe.

"Woof." He growled.

Luna parted her lips and howled at the moon.

~*~*~

*|Luna|*

I was forced to sit on a bed and turns out Valerie had made some tea and brought a tray up to Mari's room placing it on her golden vanity. Who are these girls? These aren't the same crazy women I had befriended. They're willing to kill without a second thought because of their kitty instincts! I can't believe I didn't figure out sooner and I can't believe they never told me. Where they ever going to? Or am I forever to be left in the dark all alone?

"Is he dead?"

"If we're lucky." Valerie replied pouring me a cup but I declined it. "Listen Luna don't make a fuss of it. Their kind has been killing people for centuries and we were created to stop them."

"Can't argue with that." I muttered.

"Enough with the dreary you two we have a ball to prepare for." Mari ordered excitedly.

"I am not allowed to go." I said. Amazing the change of topic changed ever so smoothly.

"Wait wai-wai-wai-wai-wait... I made you this dress for nothing?" Mari whipped out something from her cupboard and I gasped.

"Oh my God..." A dark red ball gown pleated in satin with black rhinestones embedded over the torso was held up in Mari's hands. The whole world blurred around and the only thing clear was the dress, the dress!

The dress.

"That's for me?"

"Yeah... I got bored. You like?"

"I love." I stood up and traced the rhinestones with my fingertips. "Marilyn!"

"I know I'm amazing."

"It's a shame I won't be able to wear it tonight."

Val came up beside me. "Since when have you ever followed your father's orders?" My fingers reached up and trailed the gash on my cheek. Valerie pushed my hand away then pulled me into a hug.

"Hey me to!" Mari shouted wrapping her arms around the both of us. I noticed Satine walk into the room with a flushed face and swollen lips. So she's not as violent as she wants people to believe... I smirked into Val's shoulder.

"Let's get you two ready. We'll need a disguise for Luna." Satine said pinching her cheeks and licking her lips.

"Oh let's put her in a great big powdered wig!" Mari suggested all excited.

"Aren't we all going?" I asked.

"Not all of us were invited." Valerie said acting annoyed.

"Only the fabulous go." Mari said smirking.

"So why are you going?" Satine questioned Mari with a wry grin.

"Silence you peasant." Mari snapped playfully.

"Yeah why are you going?" I asked her.

Satine snickered. "Marilyn has taken a lover."

"What? Why am I the last to know of this?"

"Oh silence the lot of you!" Mari whined blushing feverishly. She forced me in front of her vanity and I flinched when she grabbed the hairbrush.

"I CAN BRUSH MY OWN HAIR!" I shouted panicked.

"Sit still."

"Please let me brush my hair."

"Why don't you want me brushing your hair?"

"Because I want my hair to remain in my scalp."

~*~*~

I feel like a clown but look like a princess, my head feels incredibly heavy with the wig, thankfully for once no one has forced in a corset and Mari applied dark red lipstick on my lips then she tried to attack me with blush but I used Satine as my shield.

"Hold still!" Mari exclaimed and we ran around Satine making her laugh.

"I don't need anymore." I whined scurrying out of her room.

"I haven't put any on you yet!"

"Stop!" I ran for dear life out to their garden just realising how dark it had gotten. "Talk about immature."

"Just go fix your own face." I giggled as she scowled at me from the doorway. From the corner of my eye golden light shone behind a tall hedge. "That's our little temple." She explained.

"Temple?"

She sighed and flipped her blonde hair back. "Go take a look I have to do my hair."

I rolled my eyes back to the hedges. "I think I will." I lifted up my skirts and made my way through a red rose filled arch and my eyes gazed upon such a wondrous Grecian temple. Well at least a smaller version of one with magnificent pillars and ancient carvings of wild cats along the staircase. "Magnific." As I climbed the steps I lightly trailed my fingers over the pillars and my steps echoed as they tapped on the marble floor. Four great statues captured my eye's attention and I awed at their perfection.

I lightly paced towards their statue of the Goddesses and Gods, quickly glancing back at the entry before gazing back at the four creators.

"Aphrodite, Athena, Pan, Hephaestus." (Description of statues) "if you can hear me and if I can take a moment of your time." The candles that surrounded the temple all flickered.
That's good enough for me.
"Demons will charm you with a smile, or with a pity story... I need the ability to tell when that happens or at least know who is what and when I'm dealing with a monster. If it's not too much to ask I would like to know that if I am going to try and get rid of Alpha. Will I have anyone of you to look out for me?" I thought about Lady Macbeth at this moment, what she said and begged from evil spirits to give her to get her ahead. I'm not asking to be queen and I'm asking to be left alone. "Fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty... Make thick my blood;
Stop up the access and passage to remorse," but I'm not looking to be cold just to be strong.

"In other words my lords and ladies, make me tough. Give me thicker skin and and a wider range of knowledge." They all stared past me blankly. "Please?" I added pathetically.

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