She didn't know how long she lay there - Blissed-out, fucked senseless - Lone Wolf's chest heaving as she calmed...<br/><br/>-But then when she stirred, she was elsewhere. Her eyes went wide, as a palpable sensation of power beat against her...This wasn't the chamber she'd been in, a moment ago!<br/><br/>"Margos?" she murmured, her gaze drawn to the hooded figure on the throne...Her low gasp purring from deep, deep within. No, it was a<em>woman's</em>voice, which meant-<br/><br/>"...Are you - the Dark Mother?" she husked, her eyes going so very, very wide - the russet-haired beauty tensing, instinctively. So she<em>really</em>existed...<br/><br/>"Is this - Your temple?"