Who: Russell and Carrick Where:Russ' house and the surrounding woodland When: Week 6 Tuesday night Why: Warning: Sex, most likely rough.
The sky was a brilliant and lovely violet when Carrick set out for Russell's home. Rather than having one of his slaves drive him in his Bentley as was usual, he took the sleek silver Aston Martin he kept for solitary journeys. Even given the winding roads and narrow lanes that led into the woodland where the Alpha werewolf made his home, Carrick made good time, and he drew up to the comfortable lodge less than an hour after leaving home.
He got out of the car and eyed the house somewhat suspiciously. It appeared to be made entirely of wood. An ancient vampire, an Alpha werewolf, and a house made of stakes. That was not a good combination.
If he had any sense, he thought, he would drive straight back home and order one of his slaves to his bedroom - perhaps that beautiful young woman he'd purchased at the last auction. Something about the thought of seeing Russell again continued to draw him on, however, and he deposited the car keys in the pocket of his leather jacket before approaching the front door and ringing the bell.