Contra

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I jumped five steps at a time and flung myself around the bend. Hoping I was heading in a right direction I turn right into an archway to go into the kitchen and see a back porch door open. My heart was in my throat and everything seemed to burn yet I kept one foot in front of the other. The back yard was full of men milling around, some haven't found out what a shirt was still and others were lounging around in literally nothing.

I didn't have time to stop and ogle because I was running for my dear life. Again. A thunderous roar came from the house and like a creepy movie all of their heads turned to my running figure and started to go for me. Before today I would say I wasn't athletic but being scared shitless does miracles. Every out stretched arm, every tackling body, I dogged like my life depended on it. That was until I turn back a quick second and ran right into a body.

Their hands shot out and held my waist in a grip and my hands instantly gripped his shirt. Another growl ripped through the back yard. I look back to see him stalking over, shorts loosely put on, hair sticking up in a mess, and pure anger radiating from his very figure.

Instincts told me to hide and I quickly move behind the tall clothed man gripping the back of his shirt for dear life. His light chuckle made me shiver as the vibration went through my fingertips and brought a pout to my lips. Yeah my death by the hands of some sexed up man is hilarious.

Said sexed up man's footsteps stopped in front of us and I peeked through the small hole between his arm. I met his angry eyes for a second and felt another shiver run down my spine and I buried my head in clothed man's back.

"I didn't know you were keeping humans now, brother." Brother? Besides that question that soon would be answered I couldn't help but think that this man's voice was like chocolate covered strawberries. It was yummy and seductive but oh so sweet. I was licking my lips at the thought and was missing the conversation up until I felt him step aside to reveal me. My face turned pink and subconsciously moved to clothes man side.

A low growl came from sexed up man and his lip curled in a sexy sneer. Wait, what? No. No dirty thoughts about crazy sexy men! Damn it!

"I won't tell you again, human. Come here." He barks out making me flinch. I look to the man next to me. For some odd reason I felt safe with him; the same type of safe I felt with sexed up guy if he wasn't such and ass. His black and brown hair fell in his warm brown eyes as he gave me amused look in apology. My pout grew as I realize this sexy man was going to give me up.

He pats my butt pushing me forward as he walks with me towards crazy man. His anger comes to ten fold as I don't move any closer to him until my newly found hot bodyguard walks with me. He throws me an annoyed,disgusted glance before he stomps his way back in the house. The throng of men all go back to what they were doing before I had brushed through with my half ass escape plan. Honestly I deserved to get put back from that plan.

They decided to take me to an office instead of back to that comfy room I woke up in. I plopped myself down in the chair across the desk and a very angry individual. The air in here felt stuffy as well as airy at the same time. They both radiated power making chills roll off me and my nipples grow hard. I cross my arms over my chest as the pink settles on my cheeks. Dumb weirdos making feel all hot and bothered.

Clothed man cleared his throat going to lean on the wall behind his desk, both look at me squirming in my chair looking at everything but them. "So, sweet pea, tell me how did my brother came across a desert flower such as yourself."

I almost roll my eyes at the thick layer of charm that he coats on and reply. "Are we still on that subject? I already said I woke up here. Some bum cheeks took me and gave me this horrible thing," I lift my right arm wincing at the throbbing bruise as it seemed to spread to my fingertips now. They both look at my arm in hard confusion, clothed man even comes in for a closer look. "Leaving me as ogre food! I'd like to just make my way home now if you wouldn't mind pointing me in the right direction. "

" I'm afraid that won't possible sweet pea. Not with this." He pokes it making me flinch hard ripping my arm from his grip. His friendly face turns grim as he casts a look to sexed up guy. He just looked at the wood of his desk in deep thought ignoring the both of us.

My throat became dry and I looked warily back at him. "And why's that?" My voice hoarse and actually hurt the breath at one point.

"Because you're dying."

I blink twice and look at him then at the man looking at the desk. A breathless chuckle comes out and quickly dies once the joke wasn't really a joke. " Oh."

There is a knock on the door and desk man tells them to come in and in comes bandage man carrying a bunch of documents and a fancy brief case. I use to have a briefcase but you know I'm dying so guess I don't need it anymore. In a sense, everyone is dying but to have a time limit makes it all the more real.

"Alpha Mason. Alpha Mark." Bandage guy bows his head before dropping his documents on the table and setting his case in the chair next to mine. He opens up the case an fits blue gloves on his hands before taking my arm softly into his.

I start to wonder how he knew to come but the thought stopped once the sight of a huge needle  comes into view. Like a cat would water I scramble back a nervous laugh filling the air as I stare at sudden death in his hands.

"I think I'll take the killer virus instead. Thanks."

"Stop playing around and let him do what he has to." Desk man, I mean Mason so nicely commands.

"Um I rather not have that thing the size of a cow near me! Seriously I'm good!" I move back as bandage guy moves towards me again.

Sexy bodyguard, Mark walks to me slowly his eyes on mine and I look at him warily as before. He gives me a look that had me forgetting what exactly we were doing a minute before. His fingertips graze my jaw while his scent of wonderful woods and man consumes me making me dizzy. He takes a knee in front of me way too close; close enough to see through my shirt, close enough to smell my arousal that was seemly never ending around him.  His eyes grow a ting darker than their chocolate and a sexy grin spread across his lips. I squeeze my thighs a little tighter and I feel myself get a little lightheaded because of the short breathes I'm taking in.

"Done." Someone says cutting my focus.

I flicker my eyes to see bandage man wrapping a piece of gauze on my arm. They move to the vial of blood that was right before my and Manson who was also looking as well eyes as it turns a purple shade. My eyes move to him as he silently curses mumbling a few words making me slowly come back to reality.

"That's what I thought it was." Bandage man says taking the vial and swishing my blood around. "No matter. I'll still look into it but give or take three to four days before it's complete." He stands packing up his case and leaving the papers on his desk. "I think you should look through these. Our Intel from the other side said this was happening . The council will soon infer if they think it is a threat." He gives him a pointed look making me shiver and left.

The room was quiet again.

I feel all the strength in me flush down the toilet and end up swaying right into Mark's arms. Mumbling and apology I promise to get up in a minute once I gather myself. He just wraps his strong arms around me and I start to fall into sleep.

"Why does it have to be her?" Manson's rumble  comes through the sleep fog and was the last thing I heard before I fell into sleep's waiting arms.