The Imprinted Maiden (18+)

Chapter Three

A month after the ordeal, two strangers came into the village seeking work and shelter.

Usually strangers were looked at with wary eyes, but the men were so handsome, that no one seemed to care. They came to where I worked, a bar, to see if there was work.

Something felt off about them, and it wasn't just their looks. But I couldn't explain it.

One was almost six feet in height. He had brown eyes, thick eyebrows, straight dark brown hair that stopped at his upper back, and he looked lean and fit. His skin was a light tan, close to being average, but it looked like his skin was darkened from the sun. From what I saw, he was the charmer of the two. He looked like he was prepped for battle, but other than that, he didn't seem odd.

The other looked six foot two, and had short light blonde hair that stopped at his upper neck; his bangs curling over and almost concealing his face. His eyes were blue as the crystal waters in the river nearby, his eyebrows where thin, and he looked almost terrifying. His skin was like a dark vanilla. He had more muscle than the other one, and he too was prepped for battle.

Both had what seemed like greatswords hanging on their backs, and the white-haired one was carrying a pistol.

After a minute of talking to the manager, they sat themselves at the counters.

I smiled at them lightly and asked, "Can I get you anything?" They looked at me and for a moment, it seemed like they were surprised. However, their looks returned to normal, and the brown-haired one said, "Ginger ale for the both of us, please."

I nodded and grabbed two cups, turning a knob and filling up both mugs. I turned the knob the other way, stopping the flow, and walked back to them, handing both of them their drinks.

The brown haired man grinned softly and said, "Thanks for the drinks, love."

I blushed softly and took their change, putting it in its place before glancing outside.

It was almost dark.

The bartender looked at me and said, "You've worked hard enough today. You can go home if you'd like."

I smiled and said, "Thanks." I turned to the men and said, "I hope you two find what you're looking for. Enjoy your stay here."

The man with the white hair said, "I think we have. And we will." He smirked, but it was faint. I blushed before removing my apron and walking towards the exit sign. Once I was out, I looked up and saw that the sun was going down fast.

And based on the nights before, a full moon was coming.

I had gotten paranoid since those werewolves screwed me, and always made it a habit to return home before dark. I made an excuse, saying that working late nights were starting to make me feel uncomfortable.

I was thankful for such a caring boss, and wrapped myself around my cloak as I walked. The cold wind was high, as it would turn winter soon.

When I got home, I found my brother at the table, talking with a few friends of his. I said hello and quickly hugged my brother good night before making way to my room.

I never cared for his friends. They were either acting like idiots or they were too drunk to think straight.

I shut my door and placed the chain over its hook.

I then disrobed myself and got in the shower quickly. And when I say shower, I mean I pulled a thick piece of string and a curvy board from above tipped ice cold water on me. I shivered and quickly washed up.

When I was finished, I dried off and got in bed, sighing in exhaustion.

Those men were indeed strange, and I couldn't help but to think about them.

Heavens, I figured every other female who laid eyes on them were thinking the same thing.

I closed my eyes and got under the sheets, hoping to just rest, like most nights. Of course, the moment the throbbing sensation happened once more, I couldn't sleep. I tossed back and forth, whimpering almost as my private area started leaking without me saying anything.

Unable to help myself, I pushed the sheets out of the way, stripped myself of my garments, and reached for my labia, biting my other first finger.

'Why... I don't even know what for, yet I...'

I whimpered and arched slightly as my finger rubbed against my inner walls.

'God, make it stop...'

I couldn't help but to start whispering out one of the wolves' names.

"Xain... Oh... Xain... Fuck me..." "If I knew you wanted me this bad, I would've come back sooner."

My eyes snapped open to find two wolves in my room. I tried to scream, but the black wolf placed his paw-hand over my mouth. I placed my hands over his, struggling to get free, when I heard my brother ask, "Hey, are you alright in there? Is it another nightmare about the wolves?"

A claw poked up against my throat as the wolf slowly released his grip on my mouth.

The white wolf said in my head, "If you don't tell him you're fine, then we'll make you suffer a fate worse than death."

I gulped and said as calmly as I could, "Y-Yeah. Just the wolves again. I'll be alright, just go back to sleep."

"Okay. Come get me if you need me."

I heard his footsteps slowly fall silent and started crying. The claw removed itself from my throat, and the white wolf said, "Good girl." I quickly covered myself and asked shakily, "W-What do you want from me? How did y-you find me?"

The black wolf looked at the white one, before looking back at me and saying, "We'll only answer those questions if you come with us. Just for the night. And we'll bring you back before the day begins."

I gulped, unsure if I should trust them or scream for help.

Then again, if I tried anything stupid, it's possible they'd make me turn or kill me.

After a moment or two, I reluctantly agreed and said, "O-Okay, I'll come. Just let me- what are you doing?!" The white wolf snatched me up and slung me over his back. "Worrying about something as petty as clothes isn't something we have time for."

Moments later, they both took off out the window, making sure it was shut behind them. I watched as my window, and home, quickly became smaller and smaller, until trees engulfed my view of it.

I couldn't hold onto the werewolf, as he put me in an awkward position.

I didn't know how far we were from the village, but we were a ways away.

Finally, we stopped at what seemed like the entrance of a cave. The white wolf set me down and said, "Go inside. And if you must, wrap yourself in a cloak."

I nodded and did my best to make my way in the dark. I stepped on a few sharp rocks on my way inside, but it didn't bother me. I was used to it, as I played wildly when I was younger. I stepped on something soft and said, "Oh... What is this?"

"It's a sheep's hide. One of the finest, if I may add."

I started to turn towards the voice, but froze as someone planted their lips on my neck.

They were a human's. And I knew that voice.

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:3 Ehehe, I couldn't help but find images. It just made reading and writing for me a whole lot better.

Man on the left is Lucky Blue Smith, a model, and the man on the right is Booboo Stewart. You'll find out who is who if you couldn't take a lucky guess. *Giggles*

Until the next Update!

~Nimo