Anita Blake: The Half Breed

Chapter One

I don't own Anita Blake or any of the character. There the property of Laurell K. Hamilton. I do own Faye lee and the Darkclaw's. I'm willing to share tho...Just email a request to me...

WARNING: There are a few spoilers from Crimson Death, Sorry....

"Anita"

"Ma petite are you there love?"

I moaned turning over feeling a heavy weight of one of my sweetie's on me. In the darkness I wasn't sure if it was Nathaniel or Micah who had their body almost on top of mine smashing me. Luckily I didn't have to move at all to talk to the man in my head, my third sweetie and master of the city

Jean-Claude.

"Its four in the morning Jean-Claude."

He laughed lightly, it was a sweet laugh and at the same time very sexual. It made me have to stop and catch my breath. "I hate it when you do that Jean Claude."

He laughed again at that. "I would not have called you if it wasn't important Ma petite,

We have....guests...it seems.."

"Guest..who?"

I opened up the marks more and suddenly got a rush of fear and angry before he caught on and closed them tight from me. This wasn't good.

"Jean-Claude who's here?"

"It seems the werewolf pack Darkclaw has come to request a meeting with us."

"I  thought the Darkclaw's were wiped out shortly after the first people came to the United States?" I remembered reading a little about them in college, tho there wasn't much info about the pack. They were one of the oldest werewolf packs there was. They were thought to be the very first werewolf pack and as immortal as the vampires.  In fact they started the Immigration of super-nature creatures to the United States. They were famous for their strength and power, but shortly after coming to the United State there as coup by the leaders own brother and war broke out within the pack. In the end their strength was their downfall and they ended up killing each other. It was sad really, there was a lot of young children with in the pack, since most of the pack was the Darkclaw family.

Jean Claude became deathly silent, the way very old vampires can be before he spoke at last. "It isn't well known but Sy Darkclaw and a few of the other members did survived."

The pack was made up of three brothers Black Darkclaw the oldest and leader of the pack, his twin brother Ice and their baby brother Sy. It was Sy who betrayed his brothers and killed them and whoever didn't follow him.

"What do they want to meet you about?" I asked.

Jean-Claude's voice sounded tired and annoyed as he spoke. "At 2 am. It will be Sy Darkclaw and three other members of the pack." I frowned as he avoid the question, I was about to tell him that he didn't answer the question when I heard moaning and looked over to see Nathaniel looking at me a small smile of his face. "Whats Jean-Claude want so early in the morning?

I smiled kissing his forehead lightly. "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you." He smiled at her sitting up releasing the weight on me. I leaned over kissing him lightly on the lips.

 "Jean-Claude needs me at Circus."

He nodded and got up letting me stand gathering a armful of clothing and go to the bathroom to take a shower. The water felt warm on my skin and woke me with a start. I sighed leaning against the shower wall letting it warm my skin closing my eyes. My mind was running a thousand thoughts at once. What could the Darkclaw's want in St. Louis, and why are they coming out of the wood work now after staying in the shadows for so long? I guessed I would find out soon enough. I turned off the water and pulled the curtain back jumping to see Nathaniel standing there with a towel waiting for me. "Your lucky I didn't have my gun on me..I would have shot you."

He laughed, it wasn't as sweet as Jean-Claude's laugh but it had its own sweetness to him. He held out the towel for me and I took it.

"You won't shoot me."

He smiled sweetly with a smile that went from ear to ear. His auburn  hair had at one time went past his knees when it wasn't pulled into a braid, but a very bad vampire had cut it off and said she would "ruin" his pretty face, all to make me fear so she could feed on it and I almost did. We had escaped but a part of me had died that day. We lost a close friend. He had died protecting me and it still hurt. It hurt dearly. I had brought him back from Ireland and put him to rest. I hadn't really had a chance to mourn his death, there  really never time to. It was always one thing then another. All her men told her over and over I  need to take the time and mourn the death not to keep it bottled up inside and I keep telling them I would but I don't think it has really hit me that he's gone. I keep expecting him to bust through the door but he never would...would he....

Domino the name still brought a sharp pain to my chest and made my breath catch in my throat. The were-lion had been more then my body guard, he had been a lover and friend.

Nathaniel waved his hand in front of my face drawing me out of my thoughts. I gave a smile but i knew it didn't go all the way to my eyes and I think he knew I was thinking about Domino, he just pulled me to him holding me close to him by wet body pressed against him. "I miss him too Anita." He pulled away from me kissing me on the lips. It was sweet and chaste and made me wrap my arms around his neck and through hair,  he had it trimmed now just past his shoulder and tho he was working on growing it out again having it like this wasn't a bad look for him, well when it was combed right now he had a bad case of bed head. I finally pulled way from the hug and he staring at me with his beautiful lavender eyes,  I chuckled at the sight of him standing there nude before me,  It tightened some things deep down inside me and I had to take a few deep breaths to keep the ardeur raising right then and there. He still had a way of catching me off guard some times. I had manged to get pretty good control of the gift Jean-Claude gave me when I became his human servant, being a succubus and thirst for lust and sex sucked sometimes, Altho now i could feed on angry as well which helped, sort of.  I took the towel wrapping it around my body as I stepped out and he pulled me close kissing me passionately on the lips. When I first meet Nathaniel he was the most submissive stripper I'd ever meet, I even got use to calling the were leopard my wife because he was so submissive around the house . I still came home to a clean house and dinner on the table and I grown comfortable with that, even came to expected it, but Nathaniel was more then that he had his own power to him which made him more then a wife he was my rock on a endless ocean.

"I love you and everything Nathaniel but if you keep standing there nude and looking at me like that I'm going to end up having to take another shower."

He laughed against, throwing the towel onto the floor and holding my still wet body against his. He pulled me back in the shower turning on the water and let it flow over our body kissing me. "mm there's plenty of time to shower again."

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