The Taste of Seduction

There were a million other places that she could\'ve gone to sulk.

But as soon as she had discovered this place with Atlas she realized it was the perfect place for her to gather her thoughts.

There was rarely anyone in sight. She knew they were probably looking for her right now, but she needed the moment to be alone.

This was probably a dumb decision for her to be alone but a few minutes alone wouldn\'t hurt right?

She stared down at her toes, and toward the blurry, green expanse that stretched far below. Mist like clouds floated above the distant treeline, obscuring her view of the forest.

She knew Sophia would love it here. Probably do her yoga exercises here.

Sofia, she grinned, she wondered what she was doing now. Probably shopping or something.

Also her brother, she wanted to go home so bad. He probably miss her too.

"Well, well who do we have here?" The cold voice of female sounded behind her.

The blood drained from her face when she saw the who it was.

Arya.

Marcus\' ex. She knew they weren\'t in a relationship but they definitely were screwing each other.

Meredith stood up from the edge of the cliff and walked a few steps away from the edge.

She glanced all around her , even over her shoulder as if expecting Marcus to be nearby, may be able to stop this woman from doing whatever it was she intended upon...

...probably she wanted her dead...was she going to kill her?

Here and now below the cliff without anyone else knowing?

Her elegant features alter when she managed to practically read her thoughts as she snarled at her,

"You think he can protect you?!" She paused for a moment and stated, "I\'m...the one who is supposed to be with him! You have no idea the sacrifices I have made all these years in hope that one day I will be Queen. But the moment you appeared, Marcus ignored me like I didn\'t even exist. He even threatened me because of you!"

Meredith swallowed when she saw the madness glinting in Arya\'s eyes. No wonder she hadn\'t seen her after they met in the game room the other day.

"It\'s not my fault….."

"Shut up! I don\'t want to hear any words leave your filthy mouth. Once you disappear, he will be heartbroken and blame himself. Then I will be the one to comfort him. Such a perfect plan eh?"

Meredith\'s eyes widened at her words. Was she going to push her?

"You can\'t kill me. My mates will find me."

Arya frowned at her, "Mates? What are you talking about?"

Arya waved her hand before she could reply and laughed while musing to herself.

"I know you are fucking that human bodyguard of yours. I have proof too. I guess you\'re a slut after all. Well I wanted to kill you but someone else is interested in you. So I will leave you to him."

Arya snapped her finger together. In a flash two people wearing dark cloaks were by her side, both with blue eyes. So they were werewolves?

"Who?" Meredith asked.

Arya looked as though she was about to say something, but halted herself and instead stated,

"You will find out soon enough."

Meredith\'s heart stopped for a moment, her wolf whining with a clear thought of uncertainty. She wasn\'t going to kill her but rather she was kidnapping her for someone.

Why the hell would she do that? Wouldn\'t killing her satisfy her revenge streak enough and punish Marcus for what he inadvertently did to her?

The two men approached her and she growled and tried to spring forward again, lashing out only got her one thing...

The pain radiated in her face before she blackout completely.

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Meredith groaned out in pain as she pressed her eyelids tight together , trying to wake herself up.

The first thing she felt was the full and aching pain in her face, the next was the very cold and hard ground she was sleeping on.

Taking in a deep breath and forcing her eyelids open, she took a look around her surroundings.

She was alone in an empty room. The walls were painted black and the ground beneath her were concrete.

But that wasn\'t what scarred her, what scarred her the most was the torturing machine dripping with fresh blood.

Meredith tried to cleaned the dirt in her eyes but then she realized that her wrists were bound together in iron shackles, connecting to adheres of a metal ring in the wall.

Fear gripped her entire body, her heart pounding hard in her chest. Where was she?

The room was very cold, a single window above her allowed moonbeams to light up a section of the room.

Standing slowly to her feet, she tested the chain, yanking on it for a moment. It hardly moved, sighing while she turned around and faced the wall.

She looked through the window, it was hardly large enough for a small child to slip through.

God, if only she hadn\'t gone to the cliff or had informed someone where she was going.

Meredith had no idea how long she had been here if not for the fact that she was still wearing the attire she had on when they kidnapped her.

The sound of footsteps brought her out of her stupor. She stared at the door.

A man through the door, his eyes immediately fell on her when he entered the room. He was wearing a black tank top and dark jeans that rested over boots, his eyes holding her gaze as he walked near the center of the room.

"Hello princess. Hope you\'re happy with my hospitality." Motioning around him, the man asked.

"Who are you?" Meredith raised her eyebrows at him.