Hyde

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nodded.
    Aleks walked away looking around the bar. Women
noticed him, human women and everyone else. His presence made them
aware of their sexuality. He couldn’t help it. It had been part of
his curse, a part of it Dorian hadn’t felt necessary to have
removed. He would attract the women so his father would get
interested in them and murder them. They had been destined to be a
team. He cringed thinking about the latest of his father's crimes.
The girl had been young and sweet. He took a large drink shaking
off the memory. The Roses liked that he could distract with his
looks.
    He hated that the price Dorian had wanted was
the draw of his father's murders. Aleks had been the only one of
his kind and loved being able to avoid the Roses roster. He only
ever obsessed over his father's killings. Dorian saw the
possibility of Aleks hunting all the Dark Ones, not just his
father. He took the draw in a bargain to save Aimee. Aleks never
regretted it, he just wish the price had been something else. He
hated feeling nothing. Even more so he hated not knowing where his
father was, or at least had been.
    Turning his head to the back of the room he
nearly dropped his drink to the floor.
    Leaning against the wall was the most beautiful
girl he'd ever seen in his life, Giselle.

Chapter Twelve: Stuck by a buck

    Hanna

    She woke not realizing she had fallen asleep.
Her head rested on something. She squeezed her eyes shut and opened
them again as they focused. She was no longer within the inner
sanctum of his lab. The room was dark and eerie. She looked at the
dark blue walls and the huge fabric curtains draping at the window.
The light framed the curtains, where it seeped in the cracks around
them.
    "Morning sleepyhead."
    She jumped, startled at Marcus smiling at her.
She frowned, "What are you doing in here?"
    She looked down to ensure she had clothes on
still.
    He smirked, "This is my bed."
    "Then what am I doing in here?"
    He smiled and leaned down to kiss her forehead,
"You fell asleep on the floor. I thought I was doing you a service
by putting you in a bed. The floor would have been
uncomfortable."
    She wanted to pull away. The smell of him was
drawing her in again. She couldn’t force herself to hate him as she
had tried before. He was being sweet, he smelled like sex and she
was already in a bed.
    His eyes were full of passion, she knew the
look. It was the same as the car.
    "Hanna you have me turned upside down."
    She laughed, "If you weren’t such a dick I'd say
I feel the same way." She climbed off the bed, only to be pulled
back on, "You can go when I say you can go."
    His mouth met hers crushing it. His tongue
forced its way into her mouth.
    His hand slid up her shirt.
    She panicked. His fingers bit into her skin as
his kiss grew needy.
    She shoved him back feeling a ripple under her
skin, "No."
    She twitched feeling the shift coming. She ran
off the bed and from the room. The hall started to get fuzzy. Her
eyes couldn’t focus. Sweat started to burst from her pours. She
could hear her screams echoing from the rooms she passed. She ran
into a room seeing a window and dove through it. She needed to be
outside. The glass shattered cutting her skin. She screamed but the
pain of the glass cuts were nothing in comparison to the war going
on inside of her. She landed with a thud on the grass below. She
was recovered and on her feet running into the forest within
seconds.
    She could hear him screaming her name, as she
felt her skin tearing itself from her body. Suddenly the sound
switched off and everything went black.

    ****

    She woke to something sharp stabbing at her
stomach. Her right eye didn't open, but her left one noticed
movements around here. She looked at the beige colored shape beside
her. Suddenly as if the sound was turned on in her ears, she heard
a scream. She shot up, forcing her right eye open. The pain of
everything hit all at once.
    The scream filled her ears again. She touched
her lips feeling them closed,

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