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</div><br/><div style="margin-left: 20px"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">"It's the law, they don't have a choice." Natalia murmured softly, her voice was firm but it clearly held a cluster of emotions that she fought to keep hidden; the last thing she needed to do was show weakness. The she-wolf was thankful when she managed to hide her surprise upon hearing the alpha's words, he genuinely thought that she may be able to wound him mortally. Natalia knew she could give him a good fight, and all it would take is one precise strike to end his life; however, since the very moment she'd been reborn, he had been her demon, her nightmare; while she was absurdly confident that she could give him hell, Natalia hadn't truly thought she'd escape alive. He was her last fight, her last battle. The words he spoke next caused some confusion, it gave her a hint that he knew something she didn't, which she expected to some degree, the female made a note to try to find out exactly what he meant.<br/>
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A soft snort escaped from the female as she gazed down at her sire, "I would never be accepted, I'd prefer to keep it that way as I will need to kill their alpha at some stage." To kill an alpha was no easy feat, Natalia remembered the only alpha she'd managed to kill... He was weaker than most, and he'd not stood a chance when faced with her tactics. In the female's mind, it was a war, and she acted accordingly. The deal that was being offered by her sire wasn't one she wished to take, but there was a part of her that yearned to understand, to know what she was and what she had been denying; it was the wild, primal side of her that called out for knowledge, despite her disdain for such creatures. "They should be thankful it was now and not another night, at least the sheer numbers you have to make it more difficult to dispatch a few of you..." There was a clear lack of viciousness that had been in her tone before, yet the wildness in her ice-like orbs remained.<br/>
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It came into question why he was offering her a chance to see the situation from his perspective, from this pack. Natalia was thoroughly perplexed, did he want to sway her decision? Surely he was powerful enough not to need to change her mind, Natalia wondered if it referred to what he'd eluded to with regards to killing him, or if it was simply a goodwill gesture for ulterior motives. "You know nothing of my family," It was a warning in a sense, her words had firmed into their steel-like structure. <br/>
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It was a strange experience to feel another's hands on her body, especially her curved hips, that her sire grasped as they rolled together to hide her features. Natalia's pulse raced, she knew that the hunter would be observing them closely through a scope, waiting for the moment they had a clean shot... Which didn't have to be much, most hunters were trained to be expert shots, and with the calibre they used coupled with the coating of poison on the silver bullet, there would be no hope of escape. A genuine laugh escaped Natalia's soft, pursed lips as she heard her sire's comment, "I've been trying to kill you. Don't you think they would've shot you already if they knew what you were?" Her whisper was almost tender, it would be difficult to tell from her soft tone. The female noticed the way he leaned in toward her, and she couldn't ignore how close their bodies were, it felt far more intimate than it had been moments before. It didn't seem to deter his cocky attitude, which soon arose in the form of a comment. "Give a girl a minute," She huffed softly, ignoring the way the heat of his whisper caressed her ear. If there was one thing Natalia was bad at was pretending to be close with another when it clearly wasn't the case.<br/>
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The brunette eased the grip of her legs as they began to curl up to cross one foot around her opposite ankle in order to keep her legs curled around him in an alluring manner. As much as she wished to refuse it, there seemed to be a spark of heat from his touch against her supple thigh, which coaxed her leg to press further against his hip. "I'm sorry I'm not the best actress when my <i>accidental</i> sire's cock is brushing against me," Natalia had been with a few men, just enough to count on one hand, four of them had been one night stands; her comfortability in the situation was incredibly limited. Thankfully, she managed to drive that thought from her mind. The once harsh expression softened, her arms rose to curl around his neck as if she were attempting to draw him closer in toward her. <br/>
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"Not obviously, of course, you have a peripheral vision... let's not get started on how much sharper your vision is than a human," The female growled softly in retort, and in turn, gave a squeeze of his waist with her toned, supple thighs. Cyprian was right about one thing, Natalia didn't want to trust him. Hell, she still wanted to see him dead. Somehow, something inside of her seemed to be lending her strength to deal with the situation. Natalia's delicate, yet firm fingers began to brush over his shoulder blades, admiring the structure of his muscled flesh before trailing up to brush into his hair in order to make the hunter believe she was truly enjoying the man on top of her. Every shift he made, every slight movement to keep her hidden seemed to surprise the woman a little more. So far, he was doing exactly what they'd planned... He could have just been rid of her.<br/>
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As he informed her of the beach they lay upon, her gaze slowly wandered from his defined, handsome features to spot the curve he was speaking of. "I see it," It wasn't long before he gave her an order, that induced a dangerously low growl to rumble from within her chest. For that moment, she accepted he thought he was in charge. The sheer stress of being in the crosshairs was starting to affect the she-wolf, her mind was reeling at how it would feel, how death would be. One slip up and it would cost her all she had left; revenge. Even though she would never admit it, the way her sire slipped his arm behind her as they began to shift into a seated position in a lazy, clumsy like manner, aided her. As well put together as she may seem, Natalia still had fears and concerns, they just remained well hidden most of the time. The whispered command against her ear helped the female focus on the task, not on her racing heart or the confusing situation she was in. "Yes, mom," She growled softly as she rose onto her feet in a rather convincing wobbly display. The warmth of his hand graced her lower back and drew her into his side, which made it easy enough for Natalia to curl into his side, comfortably hiding her face from the east. <br/>
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The rush of adrenaline paired with their situation began to draw out a sharp glistening ring around her irises, illuminating the deadly ice blue that she was well known for. "I always keep my word," Natalia found herself gazing upward to see a pair of dark eyes staring down at her. Somehow, they didn't inflict the same fear they once had, it was there but it wasn't nearly as staggering or paralyzing as it had once been. Natalia was not the same woman, and she assumed that facing her demon, and seeing him for what he was, helped her cope to some degree. <br/>
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Natalia's steps were deliberately lazy, as someone who was relaxed and intoxicated would be. Often, she bumped her body into his and took the chance to brush her bare, ample breasts against him, the promise of something far more intense to whoever was watching. If their intimacy had been any more convincing Natalia would've had to re-evaluate her life choices. As she'd been eased in front of him, the brunette gave a playful wiggle of her hips which in turn, prompted the voluptuous, curved flesh of her rear to jiggle. The female's hands swept down to pin his hands to her hips as she led him with a particularly alluring and subtle sway of her figure. <br/>
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It didn't take long for them to come to the curve of the beach, and soon Natalia was returned to his side where she promptly curled herself in toward him. Snipers had great distance, and hunters were used to pushing their limits, they couldn't be too careful. As the end was in sight, it took all of her control not to step out under her flesh shield, and strangely, she found herself waiting for his command. Of course, he knew the area better, but she also had knowledge of the gun, and she was rather well trained when it came to assessing the landscape. That one word had never sounded so blissful. Natalia immediately darted forward toward the sloping land that she knew would be a challenge, but it was freedom. The brunette didn't even stop to admire the way in which her sire took to the climb, she simply began to grip onto what she could and pulled herself upward in a hasty battle to escape as if her life depended on it. <br/>
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Despite the vigour she'd begun with, Natalia was struggling to continuously pull her body weight up; she hadn't eaten in some time... not to mention her food intake was more suitable for an obese human over a werewolf. Soft pants of exhaustion spilled from her lips as her fingers scrambled to grip onto the outward facing rocks. The feeling of strong, determined fingers curling around her arm gave Natalia motivation to continue to force herself toward the top of the hill, despite the increasing difficulty of the slope. Once Cyprian had guided her upward, she noticed that he remained beneath her and suddenly felt a great deal more self-conscious. It wasn't a feeling she had often, but with a werewolf... He would be able to see the range of scars littered across her body as she moved, her skin almost shimmering under the luminescent moonlight. Natalia's body was a testament to her training; small scars riddled most of her form, as well as a larger scar across her back that was caused by a werewolf, which was clear by the depth of the scars, as well as the width. Since she had turned, she hadn't fed her feral side, not at all. The healing that would've usually taken place, didn't. The huntress made damn sure to deny whatever her wolf desired; that much was abundantly clear, even if it endangered her health.<br/>
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"Just stay focused," The brunette growled softly. The soft, irritated growls continued to emerge as her sire aided her in climbing with supporting her weight now and then with a push. When they finally reached the top, Natalia crawled over the edge with a relieved sigh. Her petite frame lay on the cool grass as she panted. The thought of shifting at the moment gave her a migraine, she doubted she could manage. Considering that her sire darted off to the treeline, the female rolled onto her stomach and tried to summon a change. The power she once felt was nothing but jelly, it refused to respond to her, unable to fulfil her request. A tired and pained sigh slipped from her. Usually, she shifted once a month or once every few weeks if she could afford it, let alone twice in one day.<br/>
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Reluctantly, the she-wolf had risen to her feet and set off at a reasonable jog. The female knew her energy was wearing thin, but she pressed on, following her sire into the dark, dense forest that reminded her of all the joys of hunting. Since she'd changed, the scents of the forest had become so much more alluring; there was a genuine freshness that seemed to seep from the trees, as well as the blissful smell of wood. It reminded Natalia of her home. Despite knowing it was imperative that they get out of the area, the female kept finding herself slowing her pace to attempt to deal with the exhaustion she was feeling. Her body was screaming out to her to stop, to rest. It was so difficult to deny. <br/>
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What was she even doing? How could she be following the creature that turned her, let alone observing his pack life. The offer of their fight was the one thing that truly kept her motivated. Eventually, she kept pushing through the exhaustion until she found herself numbly running after the male until her bouncing figure neared his side. Sweat was glistening over her body, and her pants were growing harsher by the moment. "Please tell me you creatures use cars too and don't just run around naked in the forest like heathens." There was a hint of a smirk curving over her lips as she struggled to keep to his pace. It wasn't long before she drew to a stop and bent at her hips to press her hands against her knees as she felt her body resist further pressing. "Cujo, I need a minute." Her brunette strands trickled over her features as she gasped for breath, it was embarrassing to feel her body so weak, compared to how she used to feel as a human.</span>​</div>