Soulmate

Chapter 10

The fair stranger chuckled while Maria scattered her eyes around anxiously to find anything to help her escape from this crazy-man-from-hell. There was none, Maria started to slowly backing away, knowing that he was incredibly fast. The man grabbed her wrist violently, and pulled her closer. Surprisingly, Maria was hit by hit scent, the smell of fresh roses. Up close, his scin was whiter that bones, and she was able to decipher each of his thin blue veins, running along his neck, arms, and face. The second his skin made contact with hers, his touch was cold as ice, and the woman was almost afraid of getting frostbite.

She tried to pull back, fighting to get away, but his grasp was stronger than iron, he would not let go. Seeing his victim wasn't cooperating, the man frowned, suddenly irritated. He lifted his sword, and hit her at the side of her head with the pummel. Maria's vivid green eyes rolled back, and she fell limp in his strong grasp. He layed her softly next to the furry beast, who was also unconscious.

"Master will be happy indeed!" The man chuckled. He put his sword away, and tied Maria's hands, and feet with soft rope. The strange man lifter her carefully, and walked to the side of the mansion, where he had hid his dark red car. He unlocked it, and softly put Maria in the back seat, with a soft blanket to cover her, and closed the door behind him. The man hopped in the front seat, and drove off in the silent and luxurious car, leaving nothing but the motionless werewolf behind.

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It had been a long drive until he finally reached the long driveway. From the outside with unknowing eyes who watched this place, it could have passed as a military station, or perhaps a very well guarded prison, with the tall, and thick brick walls who towered the whole perimeter of this place. Those walls had been decorated with many high tech cameras, and dangerously sharp barb wire. Highly equipped guards patrolled the surroundings constantly, with their trained shepherd dogs.

"Master is a smart man."

A guard slowly walked up to the car, his face hidden by a mask, who resembled a motorcyclist's helmet, though it was a snugger fit. With two long guns held solid on his back, the guard walked with confidence, and without fear. He leaned closer, towards the driver's seat, to identify the man driving. With a strict nod, and a movement of hand, another guard rushed to the panel to the side of the entrance. The thick metal gate slowly moved at the sound of a low buzz. The gate revealed even more dark trees, and a long, slender driveway who appeared to never end. The driver saluted the guards, and drove past them.

The drive continued, passing through woods, which the driver knew was filled with soldiers with guns currently pointed at them. One wrong move, and he was dead, but he smiled as the threat no longer bothered him, after years of service to his master. He even dared to consider himself important to the big boss, and especially with the girl in the back, they wouldn't dare to kill him.

The pale man reached a big mansion, and put the car in drive. Even if it was a little bigger than the mansion of the wolves, this one was in worse shape. The garden, and the trees were left wild for many decades, and the windows had been patched up with boards. The grim exterior was only an illusion, for he knew that his master held many riches from his people. The driver stepped outside the car, and grabbed the still unconscious woman in his back seat. As he stared at her angelic face, he thought to himself that this was the closest he had ever been to such beauty. But his Master had different plans for the girl. A cold and cruel smile grew on his face.

A butler opened the door, his eyes as red as the driver's eyes. The dark violet décor glittered with gold ornaments, and created a dark, and gloomy environment. Many others walked by, some of the young ones rushing down the dark brown stairs, and stopped to stare at the new being he had brought in the mansion. Their blood red eyes glowed with intrigue, as the slithered near. The pale man hissed at them in warning, and the glared at him, with features of stone. No one was allowed to harm the girl, the Master's direct orders, and the driver knew very well that they all are servants to the big boss in here, with no exception.