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It was odd, this feeling that he felt now, the feeling that seemed to make his nerves like live wires- yes, that was what it felt like, like electric under the skin, a charge waiting to be dispersed. He could breathe it in, let it out, but it never left him, just sort of buzzed down his shoulders and spine with energy. Restlessness? Maybe so. It had been a long few nights, lying low to cover up his little hunting spree. It had worried him, despite how much he told himself it didn't. To be chased out so soon would be a matter most unfortunate. And with Kalina in town, Gods be damned, he wasn't sure when he was actually going to leave, but he had no intent to go soon.

Regardless, something was to be done in reference to his current state of mind. There was a great deal of energy left in him that he needed to exude. The Red Moon Bar seemed to come to him first. He had taken a walk around the world to ease his troubled mind, but the neon signs, as vibrantly red as a harvest moon itself, seemed to beckon him, challenge his darkness, and pull him toward it with irresistible magnetism.

The figure could now be found leaning against the polished wood of the bar. His keen wolf nose could smell many things: cigars, cigarettes, alcohol, cheap perfume, but he couldn't pick out individual scents, so he had no idea who in here was human or not. As he admired the way a piece of hair fell on the back of the bartender's head, he hoped partially that she was of the mortal variety. Maybe inducing a good shock to someone else would cleanse his own system. "Hey, darling, do you think you can hook me up with a drink?"


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Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell was on bar duty, at least for a little while longer before she could head home. Filling in for one of the sick bartenders, but that was all cool. It wasn't the first time she had done this and wouldn't be the last. She turned around when she heard something calling and when she saw who it was, then a smile spread on her face. "Well if it isn't lake boy," she said and moved over to him. She grabbed a shot glass and poured some black liquid in it before she placed it in front of the guy. "Small world or rather it is a small town, so I suppose the chances for seeing you again," she said and leaned over the counter a little. "And thanks for that night, just what I needed," she said with a slight smirk. «
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His eyes widened slightly when the face was shown to him, but his shock melted into smugness, and the smile that spread on his face was full of sweet, lazy spring days and hot, fiery summer nights. "Hey beautiful." There was no mistaking that purr. Marcello recognized her alright, and it was quite clear that he was happy to see her again. He was also happy with the view that she provided when she leaned over the bar. "That was some night, wasn't it? Whew, it got wild. I was hoping this time maybe I could be the drunk one."

The man had tipped back in his stool. His eyes burned a smoky trail back up to her face, where her own eyes glowed, and he knew that there was no love there, but the lust suited his just fine. She wasn't the only one who enjoyed herself down by the lake. "Say, can you drink on duty?" He asked, taking up the shot glass she had poured. "Come on, I won't snitch. I would like to propose a toast to our inner wolves." Marcello let some of the alcohol drizzle past his lips, where the liquid burned so painfully, pleasantly good. He coughed slightly and laughed. "Good stuff."



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Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell chuckled a little and she had noticed his gaze down her shirt, but that was the whole point with her leaning over wasn't it. As he asked if she could drink on duty, she laughed a little. "Don't worry. As long it doesn't jeopardize our work, then we can drink as much as we want, well within reason or we have to start paying," she said and found another shot glass and filled it. "You know, I get off in half an hour. If you want, we can explore those inner wolves of ours," she said and as she raised her glass before she downed the liquid, smacking her tongue a little before she placed the empty glass down on the counter and filled it and the lake boy's as well. She couldn't really remember his name, but that wasn't really important. «
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They clinked glasses when both were filled. "A toast it is then, to our other halves." Then the drink was gone, and Marcello was licking his lips to clear them of any remnants, leaning back on the bar table before him. "I wouldn't mind letting the old scratch out for a little bit, you know. He's a bit cooped up in here. And if I recall correctly, I never got to see what you look like when you get real wild. I bet that's something." He winked at her playfully. His fingers toyed around the rim of the glass as he tried to remember anything from that night. There was finding her hopelessly drunk, that was fun; at some point they were talking around a fire; then, of course, there was the late night activities. That part was hard to forget. But hadn't she mentioned something about a special occasion? 'Ah, yes.' "So how did that birthday go, Sweetheart? Did things ever look up for you?"


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Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell chuckled and leaned forward again, making sure there was a great view down her top. "Think you can handle me? Cause I can get pretty wild, both in my human and wolf form," she said, her face extremely close to his. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, sure she had promised to lay low, and she did cast a glance up to the one way window. You couldn't see the office, but you could certainly see the club if you stood up there and looked out from the office. But when he asked about her birthday, she glanced back at him and shrugged a little. "Oh tried and ruin my ex-boyfriend's wedding. Got to know his dad a couple of years back really well and he showed up because he hadn't been invited to the wedding, so I helped him a little as well. All in vain," she said and downed her other drink. "But it did look up in the end for me. Had a friend who came over," she said and gave him a wink. It was pretty clear that she wasn't the kind of woman who looked for a commitment, she pretty much did as she pleased. Sure she would love to have something steady, but it had to be a guy who knew how to handle her, cause she could get bored easily. «
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"Love, wild is just a word for me." He rumbled happily, letting their closeness sink in, feeling it, breathing it, breathing her and cigarette smoke, then letting it out in a haze even darker than before. It filled him, but didn't smother the electricity in his nerves, didn't get that itch down the ridge of his spine. Marcello hoped that the alcohol would do that soon. It would take a lot to calm that restless animal inside him, more than he'd care to admit. But now, with Bells so close, he pondered vaguely whether he wanted to tame the beast at all. Regardless, he listened patiently to her story.

"You little devil," Marcello teased. "Good to see that there's no leash on you. That's the problem with good, decent wolves these days- always on the end of someone elses' rope. They go out to have fun, just make one little kill, and then suddenly they got the world on their backs. It's absolutely ridiculous." He leaned forward suddenly, a thought burning deep within his eyes, and he dropped his voice low so that it was but a whisper in Bells' ear. "Killed an old man a week or two back, you know. Nothing to it. It felt great, like I was back down south again. You know what that feels like? Bliss." His grin was broad. "Wouldn't it be something to have that freedom every day? This town needs a pack like that."



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Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell smirked a little, now leaning in so close that she could talk directly into his ear. "You know, I haven't hunted for quite a while. You could say I've promised to be a good little doggy, so I had to spend my energy on other things, like....bed activities," she said and as she moved her head back, her breath caressed Marcello's cheek. Her face so close as she locked eyes with him. Her eyes glowed dangerously, a dark smirk playing over her lips. "But we could make it one heck of a night and do both," she said and stood up a little straight and down the shot she had. If she had to say so herself, then she had behaved very well. She hadn't gotten in too much trouble, so what could one night do. Besides she had learned from the best, so she was pretty confident that she wouldn't get caught and what was more hot than to do it with a cute guy and who knows how the night ended. One thing was for sure, she didn't mind one bit to spend another night with the guy, what ever his name was. «
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He pressed his palms squarely on the polished surface of the counter, delighting in that dangerous glimmer that moved across her eyes. Marcello had very little doubt that she was quite the killer. She probably spit out the bones of men not long after she consumed them. "Oh Bells, darling, at least let me get you dinner first. It would be the gentlemanly thing to do." Ha, as if mannerisms mattered much anymore! But Marcello was quite the pretender, and he wasn't about to stop now. Still, there was that one little problem standing in his way... Alexandria and her pack. The man might be reckless, but he was not hellbent on winding up dead.

Drawing another shot up to his lips, Marcello deliberated on the idea. He peered up at Bells over the lip of his glass. "I don't suppose you have any ideas, do you? You're not the only one who's promised to behave. There's already quite the noose draped around my neck, and would rather not get caught doing anything... questionable."


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Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell bit her lip as she looked at Marcello, before her eyes glanced back up to where the office was. She moved over to one of the other bartenders and talked into the man's ear. He nodded slowly. AnnaBell moved over to the side of the bar and opened the flap in the counter and moved around to Marcello. Leaning into him so she could talk direction into his ear. "If you tell anyone about this, I can't vouch for your safety. I might be a killer, but the one I work for is much worse. No one knows about this, except from a small group," she said, loud enough for only him to hear. Moving a little so she could look at him, the flirtatious look she had early and turned into something dark, something dangerous, something wild. The question was just, was he willing to take the step further than he had ever done before. «
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When she drew close again, this time with no bar to seperate the two, Marcello got a chill from the way she moved. Her words were dark. He took her hand suddenly, grasped it in his own sun kissed palm, and drew it to his lips, where he pressed a kiss to the tender skin. Two spheres of coal traveled back to her face. There was no longer a woman there, no, there was an animal, strong and dangerous and unpredictable, who looked at him from behind the mask of a woman, and it was so inspiring that he thought he could feel his own wolf respond to it with a heavy claw to his chest. He could taste the words that floated on his tongue. They had the earthy realness of aged wine. "My lips are sealed." With that he released her from his grip, leaving the hand to roam back to its owner. The electricity of the moment faded. Marcello braced himself against the bar, pretending as if nothing had ever happened.

"So, are you officially on break? I'd love to take this chat outside, where the air is a little clearer.' 'And where unwanted ears wouldn't be around.'




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Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell smirked a little as she heard what Marcello said. She leaned in a little closer in fact she leaned into as much as she could. "Who said we were leaving?" she said and locked eyes with him. Grabbing his hand she lead him to the door that only was meant for the staff. Moving down the dim lit corridor. She made a turn and headed down a set of stairs not once letting go of Marcelo's hand. Reaching a door, she came to a halt and turned around and looked at him. "Now this isn't exactly hunting, but this prevents us from getting caught by nosy people," she said before turning around and faced the door. It was clear that what ever was in there wasn't meant to be seen. She typed in password and aloud click sound before she opened the door. The heavy iron door screeched loudly as she opened it. Letting Marcello enter first before.she moved after him and closed the door after her so it locked. Surrounded by darkness she found his hand and leas him through another corridor. She knew it by heart so she moved with a steady pace until she came to another halt. Suddenly a green light appeared when she placed the palm of her hand on a screen and another door opened. Suddenly a noise of screams and growling could be heard. Moving through a corridor they ended up by a sort of arena. Right now a brownish wolf was in the process of slaughtering a human. The human wasn't quite dead yet but the man tried desperately to get loose from the wolf's sharp teeth. The screams gave AnnaBell the chills and the small hairs rose on her arms, an almost worshipping expression showed on her face as she watched the wolf silence the human and started to devour the man. «
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Marcello, an ever obedient dog, followed behind the woman who led him, his curiosity tempered only by the fingers that held his wrist in place. The lack of proper lighting told him that this was not something normal patrons were allowed to experience. He wondered why he himself was allowed to traverse in restricted spaces when he had only met Bells once prior, but he did not want to guess that she was actually leading him to his demise. For some odd, hellish reason, Marcello trusted Bells on this.

"Oh my." The screams hit him first. Then the smell of blood. And finally, like a polaroid picture coming into focus, was the sight, and he was ashamed that he had to look away for a second from what he saw before him. Yes, he was a human eater. But never in such closed conditions. Never was his victim still alive after such intensive mauling. Marcello was stronger than his distaste. He swallowed hard and turned back to the battle before him.

”Friend of yours?” He asked Bells, gesturing the grizzled brown wolf in the arena. The man screamed again. Marcello wanted dearly to go inside the ring and end it, just to take the ringing of the yell out of his ears.


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Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell looked from Raker who was eating the dead human and back at Marcello with a slight smirk. "That's Raker. He's the manager of the club," she said and studied Marcello's face. "If it's too much for you, let me know," she said with a slight chuckle. Before she looked back to the wolf. Then she took Marcello's hand again and lead him around the arena to another door and opened it, showing a room with some cages. There was a couple of humans caged up. One was sleeping, while two others paced around in the cage. Looking up when they entered and as if they knew what would happen they backed away to the corner as far away from them as possible. "We usually go after humans that no one will miss. Less obvious," she said in a hushed voice. Looking to Marcello she tilted her head. "So up for a little snack?" she asked with a smirk. «
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'Raker.' Chagrin flushed through him when she dared ask if it were too much for him to handle. He bit back with a short, "I can handle it", but she had already seen was his face had revealed, and the damage had already been done. Marcello was determined to change this image. He was hardy enough to handle whatever little slaughter fest they were hosting in their basement, whether he agreed with it or not. It was all part of the acceptance process. Setting his jaw, Marcello followed Bells into the holding room.

Taking the initiative this time, Marcello walked ahead of Bells and walked along the line of cages, peering in at the huddled, hideous bodies inside, smelling their stench, their raw animal fear. These hollow faces were the faces of the forgotten. No one above ground would shed a tear at their passing, leave a rose upon their unmarked tombs. Here were those whose names were written in water. The werewolf passed by the sleeping one- their suffering would hold off in their rest. But to determine the most fearful of the remaining two Marcello resorted to his wolf skin where, with some sort of canine intuition, he sorted out the one farthest from the door, and pointed out the man with a single finger after he had transformed back. "This one," He said abruptly. Marcello looked back up at Bells. His eyes were hard in the artificial light. "This one would make a lovely meal."

To think, this business was run by wolves, and here the humans were the ones in the cages. The irony did not fail to impress him.



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Time Ω May 2016 » AnnaBell watched as Marcello shifted to his wolf form, watching him inspect the humans in the cages. A dark smirk played on her lips, her eyes moving over the dark wolf. Its shape, its fur, how it moved, even in his wolf form, she couldn't take her eyes off him. As he shifted back and gestured to the human, her eyes moved from him to the human. The human tried to move as far away from them as possible and shook his head and started to beg for his life. AnnaBell moved over to Marcello, a finger moving over his shirt as she past him, sending him a sultry look as she continued to the cage. AnnaBell looked in between the bars at the pitiful man and tilted her head as a dark smirk ran over her features. "Well mind if I join you in the arena?" she asked as she turned her head and looked back at Marcello. Her eyes glowed dangerously as her eyes stayed glued on the dark haired guy. She couldn't remember his name, but she couldn't care less. He was a bit of fun, something different. Not to mention it kept her preoccupied and kept her out of trouble that the Breanna witch had roared her ears full of. She moved closer to Marcello and leaned into him, tugging his shirt a little as she had that mischievous look on her face. "After we've had out little snack, we could go back to my place....If you want that is," she said in a hushed voice, biting her lower lip as she gave him a hungry look and this time it wasn't for human flesh, but to get close and personal with him. «
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Her slight, teasing gestures set a chill down his spine. He ached for this, this dark romance, and he felt the wolf inside react once again to the animal that flicked behind her eyes, longing to rip out and end the soreness in its jaws. Oh yes, the electricity was definitely surging now. Marcello gave a low growl at her invite. It rumbled like thunder deep within the bosom of his chest, smooth and shaded. "I thought you'd never ask." His consent was clearly given, to both the ring and the after party. Marcello curled his fingers around the bar of the cage.

"Let's get this thing started, then." He stepped aside so that Bells could do her thing. It was mystifying to watch. This cold bloodedness was something altogether different from what he had seen of Kalina. In truth it was unique from every other werewolf he had seen as well, and he had a history of meeting cruel, unusual people, many of whom were not ashamed of their taboo diets. The thought set his teeth aching. His previous qualms were long forgotten at the thought of fresh meat.

Turning around to walk back toward the arena, Marcello began to speak again. "But I have questions, after this. You've got to be pretty set in some sort of circle to have this kind of perk not far from home." He grinned. "These aren't your normal employee benefits."


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I picked you up and put you back on solid ground!

Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 » There was no doubt about the kind of woman AnnaBell was. Sure she had heard all the names, but she liked men and it was easier to love them and toss them, than get into an actual relationship with them. She had tried that twice in her life, both had ended badly and the latest one still sat in her somewhat, but that was more to that nagging feeling that if she hadn't been turned, she most likely had a four year old child now. She tried to brush it off, but there were times where she had sat on her couch and cried her eyes out, not really sure why, cause she had never considered the thought of maybe having children one day. And then seeing her ex, happily married and with a little daughter who would have been the same age as the child she lost and from what she had heard, then AJ would be looking forward to have twins too. As Marcello started to head back towards the arena, she unlocked the door to the cage, but hearing what he said she stopped for a second and looked in his direction. "The question is, if I can answer them," she said. After all she cant exactly burst out about everything or the people she was associating with. She grabbed a hold in the guy, who yelled up, but in vain. She pulled him out and almost dragged him out to the arena that was now empty, well except from the large bloodstain where Raker had killed the other human. She practically threw the guy into the arena, making sure to lock up so no one could leave and no one enter. She looked towards Marcello, who had entered the arena with them, before her gaze moved back to the guy, who looked at the two werewolves with panic written all over his face. "Please.....Don't kill me," he said as he started to back away, without the chance of escaping them. « Ω AnnaBell turned into her wolf form. Her fur just as messy as her hair. Her grey eyes lingered on the human, starting to move around him a little, which caused him to move away from her, but closer to Marcello. A slight growl escaped from her, showing her fangs just a little, letting out a threatening barf that made the guy jump. Oh how she loved the game, especially putting a scare into the humans. The meat tasted so much better. Ω
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You came in and bumped your head
If not for me then you'd be dead
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Something slipped out from between his lips just before he left the room, a sentence that sounded vaguely like "I'll find my answers eventually", although his voice was too hushed under the pleading of a broken man to be heard. His fingers skimmed over the metal bars of another cage. Then he slipped out of the room, into the dimness of the arena.

It would have been a lie to say that he didn't like the feel of it. The curved, sloped walls reminded him of a gladiator's pit, made complete with all the right furnishings: splattered stains, pooled stains, arcing stains, stains stains stains, stains of every shape, the only mementos of lives that had perished here. Yes, he rather enjoyed the feeling of power that ebbed of the walls. When Annabell had hauled in their dinner, he drew his attention away from the perimeter. The man had captured his attention.

"Well well well..." He cooed, walking toward him. But the guy had his eyes locked on another wolf at the moment, and was backing toward Marcello step by step. When their victim was in arm's reach, Marcello reached out and caught him by the shoulder, sharply jerking him to the side. There was a scuffing sound as the man fell to the ground. Marcello followed suit, his eyes burning with the wolf that hungered inside. A rough hand cupped the chin of the terrified man. "I'll make it easy for you. It won't be long. Just a quick, sharp snap, then it'll all be over- like going to sleep. There's nothing to it." Newly formed claws pressed into the hem of his shirt. Auburn eyes flashed up to the blond wolf. He recognized her, surely, and found this new form as deathly beautiful as the last, but a primal instinct almost flickered something like a warning along the edges of his jowls. 'Mine.' This had all been her idea, but he loved it too much. He almost felt, well... possessive of this human, and the thought of another set of teeth tearing it to pieces made a few hairs on his hackles rise. Still, this was her game. If he wanted to stay in it, he'd have to be a good player. Marcello snarled into the man's fleshy ear in order to quell his increasingly desperate struggles. He shouldered the cringing form roughly toward Bell's paws. 'Just a quick snap.' The wolf thought, preparing for a strike. 'As I promised.



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I picked you up and put you back on solid ground!

Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 Ω AnnaBell watched as Marcello shifted into his wolf form. Her grey eyes slowly moved over his form, how he moved. Right now she was more hungry for the wolf than for the human. AnnaBell circled around the human and Marcello, after all she had brought the man here, so why not give him the satisfaction of making the kill, she could always have hers on another time. She wasn't sure why, but for some reason she tried to listen, almost hoping that his voice would appear in her head, but it didn't. There was nothing, but that didn't mean she couldn't have fun with him. It was the same with Raker, there hadn't been any wolf communication between the two, but AnnaBell had lately started to wonder if there was a mate for her out there. A wolf she could communicate with, so far no luck Ω
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You came in and bumped your head
If not for me then you'd be dead
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When it was clear that Bells was awarding the first strike to him, Marcello didn't hesitate. He moved forward quickly, initiating a leap to bring the man down on his level. His paws held him down by the torso as his teeth gently placed themselves around the supple flesh of the neck. Marcello paused briefly to flash an auburn glance in Bell's direction. Then, with a sharp, simple twist, he anchored his teeth in muscle and sinew, tearing it loose. The death spasm lasted only a second. With a gurgled sigh, the life expired under his feet. The wolf released his grip and stepped back. The act was done.

Marcello licked his lips and set the blond wolf with a firm, confident look. 'There.' He felt that he proved himself before her in the bath of blood, like a ritual of redemption, cleansing him of whatever shroud of cowardice had encumbered him before. Now they were equals; one reaper to another. He wanted her to take part in the feast now, to seal the deal. Normally he wasn't so sentimental over his meals. But something about this arena, the smell of blood, the intense look in another wolf's eyes, it intrigued him, ran through him, becoming an outlet for the electric energy that had shaken his nerves. Marcello bent his neck to take his portion. With a shake of his head, he extended the invite.


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I picked you up and put you back on solid ground!

Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 Ω Even though it was over before it really started, then the female wolf was fascinated by the male. Not once had her gaze moved away from the dark wolf form. Before she was introduced to the greatest and most feared werewolf, she had been a weak version of a werewolf, but under Aya and especially Raker's guidance, she had turned into a complete killer, she had embraced her inner wolf. When Marcello gestured her to join she padded closer, gave him a playful nodge before she dug in as well. When her sister turned her almost five years ago, she had hated what she had become, she had loved her mortal life despite everything, but the hate to everything and everyone had soon poisoned her, she got vengeful, especially towards her ex-boyfriend, sure the relationship with AJ had been based on drugs and alcohol, then she had truly fallen in love with him. A couple of days after AJ had married that witch of his and the wedding picture appeared in the local paper, she had just stared at it with an empty expression. Seeing the little girl with the happy couple made her think of the child she lost, AJ's child. The thoughts of what it would have been, a boy or a girl. That was when she realised, she was alone. She went from one guy to another, one more bad than the other, but what she really wanted was to come home to the same one. As she stood there munching on the human, she knew that the wolf next to her wasn't her soul mate, just meaningless fun. Why couldn't she find the guy that was meant for her, but the fact was she had, she just refused to give in to those emotions, afraid that she would get hurt, that her heart was lying, but even now there was one guy who kept popping up in her head....Holden. Ω
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Marcello could tell something was off- he didn't need some fancy mind reading ability to sense it, it was written all over her face, pulling on her posture. Perhaps he was imagining it all. But there was a distinct difference in Bells now, as if all the heated energy she had carried with her earlier had faded. For some reason, this made him angry. He had persuaded himself into believing that killing someone would somehow brighten him in her eyes, make him more appealing, but it seemed to have an adverse affect. Did she prefer him to tear the corpse apart? To bathe the floor in blood like Raker had?

He watched her chew on a bit of flesh between her teeth, staining her blond fur. The feeling of mutuality wasn't there anymore. Marcello wasn't sure what was, or even why his mind was so fickle, changing back and forth like it did. It was something about her that did it to him. Even at the lake, despite their nightly engagement, he wasn't sure what exactly to make of her- why he even cared that he couldn't make sense of it. Oh, Hell. His mind was getting ahead of him. He wanted to talk.

"It's different down here." Marcello said, phasing back. He looked into the glassy eyes of their victim; never one to mangle the face, finding it somewhat revolting. He wasn't sure why he thought that. Then he was searching deep into the wolf's eyes, his own burning, intense from the kill. "It's good but... different. Back where I came from, this didn't exist. Caging people. And you," He was smiling now. "Never figured you to be a man killer- in this sense, anyway. You've got other secrets, I'm sure." Marcello felt hopelessly impulsive. Following a whim, he touched the velvet of her nose, making a solitary, red streak down the length of her muzzle. "So what can you tell me about all this? About you?" He whispered seductively. The wolf wanted to immerse himself in as many dark secrets as he could, wanted to get lost in them, in her, in everything.


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I picked you up and put you back on solid ground!

Actions "Bells is talking," "Bells is thinking," »Human Form« "Other People Talking," "Wolf Communication," ΩWolf FormΩ
Time Ω May 2016 Ω AnnaBell lifted her head and looked at Marcello as he shifted. As he traced his finger over her muzzle a slight pleasant shiver went through her. Tilting her head a little as she observed him. Licking her muzzle, she did the same as he had done. Ω » Back in her human form, she moved away from the dead body and Marcello, before she turned around and looked at him as if she was trying to figure him out. "Telling you anything right now, might not be the best idea," she said and looked around a little. "But we can always head back to my apartment," she said and moved back to Marcello. "At least my walls don't have ears," she whispered into his ear. Truth be told, telling the guy anything, might not be the best idea, but this way, it would at least give her some time to think of a way to tell around it without actually revealing too much. She was not about to blow everything, just because of a sexy guy showing interest in her or what or who she was. «
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