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Call of the Blood 10.3/?

[(Anonymous)]

I steeled myself as I heard the whisper of leather behind me as the first unlaced his breeches. A finger slid inside and I bit back a curse and the urge to fight, closing my eyes and willing my mind away from my body. A second finger slid in, stroking and prodding me roughly before pulling out. All I could hear were the tortured breaths of Skjor and the panting of the Silver Hand members; all four now clustered round my body. Then a soft whump filled the air, followed by a gurgling scream. My eyes slammed open and I craned my head, straining against the chains, desperate to see as the Hand members scattered.

Over my shoulder I could barely make out the huge black forms of two werewolves, clawing at the now shrieking Silver Hand members. Farkas and Vilkas, I thought numbly, as Aela was dropping her bow, in the midst of the painful process of transforming.

It didn't last long, the Silver Hand hadn't been prepared for the Companions furious onslaught.

I felt like sobbing with relief, vulnerable in a way I hadn't felt since my childhood. They came for us. We're going to be OK. They transformed back, blood dripping from their mouths and fingers, leaving them naked. Vilkas had strode out of my eye line, presumably to go pick up his and Farkas' armour, Farkas was crouched beside me, fiddling with a key to the locks on the chains and then ungagging me, guiding me to stand on numb, unsteady feet and pulling off the burning jewellery. And Aela...was sobbing and shaking Skjor and I realised that I hadn't heard a breath since Aela's arrows had pierced the bastards.

Oh.

Re: Call of the Blood 10.3/?

[(Anonymous)]

AGH, oh gods, poor Igne. Poor Vilkas and Farkas and Aela. Poor SKJOR, even after that jerk move in the last chapter. I am really glad they murdered all those bastards.

Re: Call of the Blood 10.3/?

[(Anonymous)]

oh my god! oh my god! you're amazing! you can not wait beyond the rest of the story! is a true masterpiece! but now also give us moarrrrr!! you are very good, and how many twists! silver hand to death! I'm here I'm waiting for the chocolate!

Re: Call of the Blood 10.3/?

[(Anonymous)]

Thank you lovelies! The Silver Hand need to pay but Igne needs to toughen up first and who better to help than a vengeance-driven Aela, right?

You might be waiting a while for the chocolate though, Igne's about to do something stupid... ;)

Still ecstatic OP!

[(Anonymous)]

OP is still very much pleased! I love your twists and ideas! MOARRR! I need this like burning! Here have some more internets! You thoroughly deserve them!

Re: Still ecstatic OP!

[(Anonymous)]

you leave us without words, and we'll tell you .... give us more! uaaaaaaa! we want to see the reaction of vilkas all this! oooaaaa! and you are creating an incredible story!

Re: Still ecstatic OP!

[(Anonymous)]

More internets= more chapters ;)

Glad you're still enjoying my main of slow-cooked, slightly tender Vilkas with a side of grumpiness and a jus de stubborness OP!