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coloured liquid, her body curved
slightly as if he'd held her down by her stomach as she'd thrashed. Her eyes
were open yet sight-less, a creamy film beginning to cover what I assumed would
have been bright blue. The skin at her fingertips and toes wrinkled and pruned
and turned white as it softened. A glaring slash across her neck. Ear to ear, a
devilish smile on an angels face.
    I whimpered in his arms. My weakness
prevalent. I just wanted to turn away, I could not bear to face this woman in
my failure.
    "Ssh, baby girl."
    Those hands. Those hands although clean
were stained in her blood. They caressed my cheek as if attempting to console,
only to grab my jaw and turn it back towards the tub.
    "She thought to take you from me. You
know I can't have that, Arya. She has been punished for her insolence.."
he paused in his ramblings, nothing he said would make it okay, nothing could
take away the death that now stained me. He lent closer and kissed the side of
my head as his grip tightened to the point of pain on my jaw."..as must
you be. Do you think I wouldn't know? How many times must I tell you? I own you,
little girl. It seems.. you need a reminder hmm?"
    I don't think I heard his words. Or maybe I
heard I just wasn't listening. All I could see was Clara. Floating in the bath.
That red tinged water surrounding her. The sound of her voice, so desperate to
help me, as if she had owed me something. I owe her now, I owe her a life.
    I felt one hand grip my hip hard, another
used to push me forward to grab onto the rim of the bath. I heard the smack of
a belt buckle on the tiles as it was dropped and the sound of a zip unfastening
echoed in the hollow room. My eyes widened and I stared into her dead eyes. God
not like this. I threw my head quickly to the side to avoid throwing up the
contents of my stomach over her and managed only just, to aim for the waste bin
under the sink. My heaves continued until nothing was left and he patiently
waited for me to finish. I assumed he had wanted a reaction from me, I'm sure
he's quite pleased that he's literally made me sick to my stomach. His hand
grabbed my hair and pulled me back into position as if reigning in a horse.
    "Don’t you look away from her, baby. I want you to see what you've done. What you made
me do to punish you. Every time you feel my cock bottom out inside you I want
you to scream at her these words: I don't want to be saved."
    I could hear the sneer in his words. A tear
dripped into the tub, only to be swallowed up by the rusted pool. As I felt him
force his way inside me I never, not once, looked away from those eyes. An
apology searing from my gaze as he defiled her spirit.

Chapter 5.
    The weeks following Clara's death were
harrowing. As my body repaired the damage caused by his punishment, I wiled the
days away in isolation. It was that isolation that troubled me, with only my
thoughts to concentrate on I had too much time to remember the hope that had
lasted just one night.
    The bruises left by his possession twinged
at every movement. I welcomed the pain though, it was a reminder of what I had
caused.
    Such devastation could only bring penance.
    It had occurred to me during this time that
something was different about him. I felt incredibly stupid for not realising
it earlier. Had I really thought the man had enough cameras to monitor my every
move? How infantile.
    What he definitely wasn't, was a werewolf.
He was over six foot by an inch or two. Bulky in stature but not muscled, broad
across the shoulders with a paunch to his stomach that instantly signified
non-wolf. The metabolic system of wolves so advanced that excess fat was almost
impossible to achieve.
    The one obvious reason though, was the
simple fact that he aged. His black hair streaked with grey and wrinkled
forehead announced a man nearing fifty. Should I ever find my wolf, shifting
would slow my ageing to almost immortality. The regenerative abilities of
wolves so complete that I could conceivably