Make Me...

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Her hands braced on his chest.

As her body moved in a fluid motion like the waves crashing against the shoreline, his hands traveled down the spine of her back to settle on her slender hips. Beneath her, his body responded by pushing against her motion. With every move, he would unsheathe himself from her and slip back in silkily. When she moaned, he only smiled. And when she looked down at him, her hair wild…

He woke up.

Seiti opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling. He could hear the music vibrating the walls beneath his flat. He lived privately on top of the club that he had funded. Sighing, he turned his head and saw the woman's figure beneath the thin sheet that he used to sleep under. Her curves had been discovered earlier that night, but it had been the dream he used when he used her. She looked like Daciana. That was the love of his life though he would have never admitted it to her. When she did what she did, he made her look like the woman.

Without a second though, he removed the sheet and slipped back on his pants. He moved from the bed to the balcony looking out over the great city of Twilight. He only smiled as he walked to the closet, put on a black shirt and slipped on his shoes. As he went downstairs he noticed people greet him as he nodded in his greeting. When he reached the bottom floor, he watched the crowd moving to the sensual beat of the music.

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Daciana was ignoring Henri's sarcastic remarks and anticts. With a wave of her hand, she shooed him away like a fly.
"Henri, for once in your unlife, will you go make yourself useful and be on the look out for any Mortuus and Corpus Vampires that may happen to enter this City, or this club for that matter?"

Satisfied that he listened; of course making his usualy remarks, she slipped past the two bouncers that were supposed to be guarding the door, but instead were flirting with a couple of big breasted women. Typical men. Letting the doors close silently behind her, she was immediately swamped by the scents and sounds of those around her. The dance floor was packed with gyrating bodies and the smell of sweat and other bodily perfumes nearly choked the air. How could people find this entertaining? Daciana had never been one for crowds. She prefered the outdoors, always had even while Human.

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There was something annoying about everybody smashing against each other. He rubbed his chin which was covered with some stubble from not shaving after long periods of time. After that, he moved through the throng of people and towards the backrooms where he felt her presence around. They were not together anymore, but she could still release something inside of him no other woman could have.

Thats why he had blood bonded her to him. Even though she was the mother of one of his own, both of them agreed that their daughter's life was better in the human world. Swiping it from his mind, he closed the door behind him, letting it lock on key.

"Daciana..." His voice was husky.

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A low growl rumbled past her lips. Her eyes flashed in warning, a vivid cyan that seemed to brighten the very room. Anyone who came to Seduction was a Lycanthrope. You couldn't get in unless otherwise. The large beast of a man that stood in front of her wore the same snarling expression as Daciana did.

"You have nerve coming in here, mutt." The man's voice boomed like thunder. "You're not welcome here."

"Tidus. Good to see you too, sweetcheeks. How's the wife? Oh, I'm sorry, is she still in a foul mood because I planked her ass into a tree the other night? My bad."

"You're not Luna, yet, Daciana." Tidus snarled.

"I am if Seiti decides so."

"You're not his bitch anymore, girl."

A sarcastic smirk passed across her lips. "No shit, Sherlock, where the hell have you been for the past ten years? Obviously you've had your head up your wife's ass too far."

Tidus' body vibrated with his urge to attack. He knew that if he did, it would more than likely mean his death. In a way, Daciana hoped he moved, even just one inch. The moment he did, she was gunning for him. All that pent up anger at seeing Seiti; the love of her life, with someone else other than her infuriated her to a nearly uncontrolable point. They had promised one another they would spend their lives together for better or worse. Things had not gone as they had planned...

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"Is there a problem?" His voice sounded, even the bloodlines would feel his presence even before he entered a room.

Seiti lifted his chin, slipping his hands from his blazer pockets in a languid fashion. He had always been the kind of person who took things as they came. He handled things with his kind of way instead of the way the bloodlines wanted. Though they protested, no one was brave enough to stand up to him. He was the ultimate alpha male. "Is this how you speak to your future queen?"

He leaned back, running his hand across her collarbone before looking towards the mutt.

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Tidus had always been known for speaking his mind, and just because Seiti was standing in front of him, wasn't about to change that, and it certainly wasn't going to stop Daciana either.

"Guess that proves my point, Tidus. I fought at the Gathering just as your wife did. Obviously she wasn't bitch enough for the job."

Tidus growled. "You and Seiti set the whole thing up."

She arched a single brow. A crowd was beginning to gather now, circling around the three of them. "Are you accusing the Montriarch of our race of cheating? Come now, Tidus. Don't be so childish." Daciana had felt Seiti's hand run across her collarbone, and she chose to ignore the fine tremors that coursed through her at just that simple touch. Lycanthropes neede touch for comfort, reassurance. They needed as much skin on skin contact, which was why most of them spelt in large doggie piles in the nude. Although his touch was calming to her, it was beginning to trigger certain nerves that she swore she was going to shut off for the remainder of her life.

Daciana stepped around Seiti and gracefully put herself between him and Tidus. Although she was much smaller than the giant Lycan, her very presence seemed to crowd him.

"Let me give you some friendly advice, Tidus from one Impero to another. You test my patience and I will hunt you down like the flea-ridden dog that you are. If you dare to conspire against Seiti, I will hunt you down and I will make your wife watch as I eat your fucking heart. Are we clear?"

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Seiti only smiled, letting the corners of his lips curve upward. "You know, that is a very heavy accusation. And I hope you have proof to back your claims. You know the penalties of traitors."

Seiti should not have said anything else after that small reminder. The last person that crossed him ended up torn into shreds by his own claws. As easy-going and languid as he was, when he was angry, no one crossed him. He made more of a show when his hand snaked around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Their bodies touched, their heat sparking. His lips ran down her neck as he looked back up at Tidus. "Get the fuck out of my club..."

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Daciana knew it was childish, but she had to do it anyway. Before Tidus turned away from their "display of affection", she gave him the one finger salute. Yup, you know the one...

She could smell his anger boiling over the surface. "When we meet again, Daciana, your boy toy won't be around to back you up."

Daciana smiled as sweetly as she could manage. "I look forward to it, cupcake." Her body instinctively shifted against Seiti's. It felt like home to have his arms around her, to have the line of his body pressed against hers.

"Did I miss something?" A soft voice interrupted the moment. Daciana's cyan colored gaze shifted to the source of that voice and saw a slender, curvy woman with long, wild dark hair standig just at the foot of the staircase that led to Seiti's private flat.

"A Human, Seiti?" Daciana commented through clenched teeth just loud enough for his ears alone. "One would think you would have learned by now." She pushed him away, none too gently and turned her attention to the Human woman who seemed to have captivated her former husbands attention.

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"A small distraction." He shrugged his shoulders.

He was a little caught off balance as she shoved him back. Looking at the human, he walked over to her and gave her the thumb. "Take a hike darling. The fantasy is over."

"What?" She looked at him. "You used me?"

"A man has needs..."

With that, he was already focused away from her back on Daciana. Perking a brow, he moved in front of her again, blocking her way back into the more public section of the club. Bracing one arm on either side, he looked down at her with his emerald green eyes. Piercing and made for him. "I wonder why you are so surprised. If I recall, you left me right after what happen with Ileana."

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Daciana's lips pulled back from her teeth in a soft snarl.

"In case you don't recall, Seiti, I didn't leave you through my own choice. It is not fun being run out of town with no one to help you, to understand what was happening. You had left the packs to bring Ileana to saftey but the one you left in charge didn't take kindly to my presence. She wasn't known for her gratitudious nature."

She was nearly nose to nose with Seiti, her eyes boring into his with all the emotion, the anger and the hurt she had felt at being run out of her own City.

"I didn't leave. Not willingly. Believe whatever lies you were told if it helps you sleep at night." With a lithe and graceful move of the dancer she had been in her human life, Daciana ducked beneath Seiti's arm. As a Human, she had been quite the popular stripper in a small rural town just outside of Twilight's boundries.

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Seiti turned quickly, letting his hand slid down her arm to her wrist where his grip finally latched on. With a steel grip, he looked down at her, letting her try to play up on him. It very rarely happened but his wife was still his wife until another challenged her position. Not many tried anymore because she beat them to their bloody pulp to stay Queen Bitch.

"Ileana is mortal. That was the life we agreed on. I am sorry you lost your child in a manner that you disliked, but it was the only way she could remain safe if anything were to happen to me. If I am dead, I cannot protect you or her." Seiti pulled her aside now. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "It happened that way because of forces plotting to overthrow me. I did it for your protection. Im sorry I hurt you, but it was the only way it kept both of you alive. I will not...I refuse to lose both of you..."

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"A bit late for apologies, Seiti." Daciana retorted automaticly. She sighed deeply and let her head fall against his chest. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? It's been a rough night thus far and it doesn't seem to be getting any better with each hour. I understand why you left, I'm not holding that against you. The members of the pack that ran me out of this City will pay, and they know that their time is coming. I have a large score to settle. I have fought my way up through the ranks fairly, Seiti. Not only to remain by your side, but to show them that I can handle being one of us. To show them that I am no mutt. I will prove to them my worth even if I have to get by you to do it."

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"I know you have. You have beaten every female who has ever contended for the rights as the Luna, my mate." He wrapped his arms around her, and looked around. "Its not you they are after, its me they have been trying to take out. Ever since I refused to turn her."

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"Then they will feel the wrath of a woman scorned, Seiti, and may Mother Moon have mercy on them for I will not." Daciana whispered softly against his lips before pulling away from him gently. "I actuall came here for another important matter before Tidus interrupted me. This string of murders must be stopped Seiti. But no one is doing anything about it. We know who it is for Moon's sake."

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"You and your suspcious mind." Seiti nodded.

He tucked his hands into his coat pockets and tossed a glance over his shoulder. More people were arriving to have a fun night away from the long work hours of the day. Most people worked for the city or became heads of the city so they could keep an eye on the mayor. His vehicle was well known and when he passed his own kind in the street, they bowed out or paid their respects.

"I would try the morgue. Thats where the bodies are being kept. Rabid dogs..."