<span style="font-style: italic">"Where? "Lead to what?"</span>She was able to forget for a minute that she was the prisoner, and he the man that captured her. For that moment the feeling of him inside her caused magic in her veins. Sins, what were they? Sins didnâ€™t exist the sinner. The growl that escaped his lips was so harsh, and mean but at the same time sensual. He managed to release her hands only to take her fully. Causing her to scream and be helpless in the bliss that she would ever remember from a werewolf. Forbidden? Fuck thatâ€¦this was farâ€¦better than anything she had ever felt.<br/><br/>"Lead us to the den. But this could of been a trap-"  She hissed in pleasure as  her body was reaching its breaking point. The scream echoed through the room, as she felt him reach it as well, and at last they burst. " A trap to get meâ€¦being that I am." She paused. A huntress never revealed her secret. "Anyways â€¦What we need to do, and physically find out what werewolves are truly loyal to you, and which are working under ground." She caught her breath trying to get over the bliss. They both had business to carry out. Fun , and bliss was over now. But she was â€¦yet again a prisoner. Even if they were working together â€¦she would always remember being a prisoner. "Could you at least spare meâ€¦this feeling of being the prisonerâ€¦if were working togetherâ€¦it will be with even terms."