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One: The Bite
I have to keep running. I know that Harry is out in the wheat fields somewhere, chasing that crazed bitch Bellatrix LeStrange. But what I did not take into account was how I must have seemed to a certain creepy, wolfish deatheater who is more beast than man now.
I hear fire, Bellatrix's sing song cackling voice singing over and over: "I killed Sirius Black!"
She didn't kill him, she stunned him, I was able to reflect her Avada Kedavra curse away from Sirius using wandless magic. I did this out of duty to my best friend, not out of any romantic love for Harry's handsome godfather.
But my mind snaps back to the present. I have to get back to the Weasleys, to Harry and the other Order of the Phoenix members. They need me. This is the only thought driving me going forward: they need me.
But as I am halfway to the disjointed stacked house that is the Weasley family farm house, I feel heavy, hairy arms grab me from behind, and a large, strong hand clamps firmly down upon my mouth. I cannot scream or move.
Then I hear Greyback's dark bass voice purr in my ear, "Hello, pretty. Where do you think you are going? We're just getting started little pet."
I want to scream, to thrash and move, but he is strong, much too strong. I feel him apparate us far away to some gothic ruins that used to be a fine Abbey at one time five hundred years ago. He picks me up like I weigh absolutely nothing, and slams me down upon what was the altar.
He sniffs me, and smiles coldly. "Mmm....pure, untapped sweetness, just for me. It makes me almost believe in Christmas. You ever been fucked little mudblood?"
The full realization of what he is about to do hits me in sudden, harsh reality. "N-no. Please...No, I--I--I'm a virgin. Please don't do this."
Greyback laughs, and looks down at my grey cotton pajamas, and growls almost sensuously, "Oh, you'll like it. You'll see."
I thrash about trying to fight him, and I even try to knee him in the crotch as he is fighting with his belt buckle, but my struggling only pisses him off more, and that is when he loses control and bites down into my neck, hard enough to make blood flow. I scream, and then I scream even more as he tears my pajamas to shreds, and forces his thick, veiny cock into my pussy.
As he thrusts harder and harder into me over and over again, my body acclimates to this unaccustomed stretching of my pussy walls, and rather than searing pain, my eyes roll back in my head as I am screaming, not in pain but in pleasure.
Greyback smirks knowingly, and as I pass out from the assault on my senses, he laughs and says, "Welcome to the pack, lovely Selene..."
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Selene
I howl at the moon above, and thrash and pace the prison of the witch I am bound to. The Alpha is ugly, and a brute, but he mates well, oh yes, he mounts and is enjoyable in his deep, lustful thrusts, wizard or wolf form, it matters not.
"Wake up, witch!" I growl. "Get up and grab that stick of power. The mate is out there. The one I need."
"Who are you?" The witch questions. She smells of books, lavender, and vanilla mixed together. "Why are you in my head?"
I growl, and nearly bark. Humans, even magical ones, can be so dense sometimes. "No time! No time, stupid pup bitch! Do you want to die by the Alpha's hand?!"
The witch seems to snap to attention, and I see behind her eyes her use her stick to stun the Alpha, and I go back to sleep as she disapparates, and a handsome wizard appears before her, welcoming her into his home before her body completely passes out in his arms...