Dwellers.”

Rylan nervously rubbed his chin. “Is she?” he asked in a clipped tone.

“We cannot be sure. But that would explain your speedy strength.”

Sophie listened to this exchange, not understanding a word.

“What is a dweller?” she asked, exasperated.

“The Forest Dwellers,” Rylan snapped and then his voice softened, “They consider themselves the rightful inhabitants of the forest; the pure ones who have the right to make their lives inside these woods. They tolerate us at best,” Rylan scoffed. “They consider themselves superior due to their magic. They are compromised of different forms, yet all are magical in their own right.”

“And you,” Sophie said looking at Linwood, “Think I am a Dweller?” Sophie felt as though she were losing her mind. Three days ago she was a carefree virgin visiting her grandmother, two days ago she lost her virginity (not to mention loved every minute of it) to a man who turned into a werewolf, and one day ago she was fucked by a pack of werewolves. Now, she might be a magical forest person? Sophie sank to her knees, overwhelmed by this discovery.

“No, I do not believe you are a full Dweller, my child, but I do have reason to believe you may have Dweller blood in your veins. Bathilda brought this to my attention, and she has noticed the dark creatures of the wood come alive over the past few days.” Linwood’s eyes darkened as he mentioned the creatures.

“What does that mean?” Sophie asked, burying her head in her hands. She wished nothing more than to lose herself in Rylan at this moment. Bathilda cleared her throat, and when she spoke it seemed as if she had used her voice in a very long time.

“There is legend of a maiden who was born of Dweller and Human blood. ‘Tis a powerful combination,” she rasped, “Very few Dwellers have ever had relations with humans. It was believed there was one relation where the human woman carried a child. This child continued their bloodline. This maiden would have great powers, and would probably be unawares of them due to living in the human world. She would be intoxicating to magical creatures, especially males. She would make creatures stronger if she mated with them.” At this Rylan turned away, maybe embarrassed, Sophie wondered.

“This maiden would be a threat to dark creatures of the forest as she would have the power to rid them of these woods, should she draw on her powers. She would be stronger in the presence of her kindred Dwellers.” Bathilda paused, “Dark creatures would do anything to stop her,” she whispered.

Engulfed by confusion, Sophie looked up at Bathilda through her fingers, “And you think it’s me? That I am this maiden who came from a bloodline of some forest dweller person and a human?”

Bathilda nodded solemnly and Sophie let out a strangled sob. Rylan was at her side in an instant, taking her into his arms and soothing her. Sophie felt heat course through her body at Rylan’s touch. She clung to Rylan, needing him in the only way that could obliterate these outrageous tales.

“I need a moment,” Sophie managed and Rylan pulled her into a tight tunnel off the room. He guided her down until the tunnel became so narrow they could hardly fit. Sophie collapsed into Rylan’s arms, her mouth finding his, and she kissed him urgently, frantically, hungrily as her hands climbed up his naked arms and fisted in his hair.

“Rylan,” she breathed, “Make me forget.”

Rylan exhaled sharply, pressing his body against her as he yanked her skirt up with desire. Sophie moaned and Rylan covered her mouth with his hand.

“Shhh,” he whispered, “We don’t have much time and they will have no tolerance.”

Sophie panted at the sexiness of needing to be quiet. Rylan deftly moved his hands along her pussy, inserting a finger and moving it around slowly. Sophie whimpered quietly, so only Rylan could hear, and she pressed her hips into her hands, feeling the jagged wall of the tunnel press into her upper back.

Rylan groaned softly feeling her wetness. “I know you have enjoyed being with the other members,” he whispered as his touch made her wet beyond belief.

“But nothing compares to you,” she breathed, reaching for his pants and pulling them down so that his cock emerged, ready and waiting to fill her. Sophie ran her fingers along it, savoring its feel. Rylan made a deep sound and brought his hands to her shirt, untying it and grasping her breasts.

They were so close that Sophie only needed to move her hips a fraction closer, and she was grinding her pussy along the tip of Rylan. Rylan’s cock was grazing just the right part of Sophie and her breath came in quiet rasps from the pleasure. Rylan pressed his mouth to Sophie’s again, and then pulled Sophie’s legs up around his waist. Sophie felt the rock dig into her ass, and she took pleasure in the sting.

With one quick thrust, Rylan was inside her and Sophie clung to his back, feeling Rylan drive away her angst. In and out he moved, filling her only the way he could, as her worries and fears fell away around her. This is where her world made sense now. She rocked her body with Rylan meeting each thrust as he stretched her deliciously.

“Can’t. We. Run. Away?” Sophie panted as Rylan moved powerfully inside her.

“No. Use.” Rylan panted back, “Oh fuck, Sophie! Why do you feel so incredible?” he moaned quietly. Sophie clenched her muscles around Rylan’s cock, watching him come undone inside her.

“Come for me,” he croaked, “I need to feel you come around me again. I need to remember you like this.”

Giving Rylan what he wanted, Sophie came fiercely, bucking against Rylan as her body scraped into the wall. She bit Rylan’s shoulder to stifle her cries of ecstasy, as wave upon wave of pleasure crashed over her. Rylan let out a groan as he came with her, gripping her ass tightly as he poured himself into her.

They clung to each other, breathing hard and knowing they were nearly out of time.

“We have to get back,” Rylan said pulling his pants up. Sophie wiped a stray hair from her face as she re-tied her blouse and yanked her skirt back down. Rylan smoothed her hair and gazed into her eyes.

“Is this the end?” Sophie asked in a small voice.

Rylan took a jagged breath, “I think our time together is coming to an end.” Sophie clutched his arm and Rylan led her back to Linwood and Bathilda.

“Better?” Linwood asked shrewdly assessing Sophie. Flushing, Sophie nodded and stared at the ground. “Good. We need to move.”

“What?” Rylan snarled, “We aren’t taking her into the woods. Bathilda just told us every dark creature is circling this place vying to tear her throat out.”

“Precisely,” Linwood said, “We cannot risk waiting for the Dwellers to come to us. Who knows how long that would take or if they would even believe us? The creatures will find a way to break through our enchantments soon enough. We cannot keep her protected here.”

Rylan’s shoulders sagged knowing Linwood was right. “When? How?” he asked, resigned.

“This evening, at nightfall.”

Rylan’s head jerked up. “Are you insane?” he roared.

“It’s the only way. We are strongest then,” Linwood stated.

“And the most dangerous,” Rylan bellowed, “We’ll kill her!” Sophie shrank at his words.

“We will be careful,” Linwood said steadily, “the full moon makes us stronger and many of the pack have already been made stronger by Sophie. We must take advantage of our numbers and strength.”

Bathilda was nodding with Linwood’s words. “Linwood is right; your pack is most powerful tonight.”

“Rest my dear,” Linwood said quietly placing his hand on Sophie’s shoulder, “Tonight we will need your bravery.” He slipped outside the room, followed by a hobbling Bathilda.

“Rest now,” Rylan whispered, “We will stand guard. I need to speak to the others about tonight.” Rylan disappeared behind Bathilda, leaving Sophie alone. Exhausted and spent, Sophie curled up on the earthen floor and drifted to sleep.

Sophie awoke to Rylan gently shaking her awake. She sat up dazed, and then remembered what had happened earlier.

“It’s nearly time,” Rylan said softly. Sophie threw herself at Rylan and tried to kiss him, but Rylan pushed her away. “No, I need to keep my focus.”

“Please,” Sophie pleaded, “I don’t know what is going to happen now.”

Rylan’s face hardened, “We are going to move you to the home of the Forest Dwellers. We all have different duties such as protect, watch and fight. Once we deliver you, the Dwellers will be responsible for you. They will

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