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Anthony Lavorata sat in his car for a long time, staring up at The Monaco.

Karli was in there…

Taking his keys from the ignition he climbed out of his black Lexus, locking the doors behind him. Taking several deep calming breaths, Anthony made his way towards the designated hotel room and his young ward.

Before he could even knock, the door to the hotel room opened, reviling a woman a bit younger then he, with dark auburn hair accented buy a pair of shocking green eyes, and pail skin. She was dressed for comfort in a pair of jeans, a light blue tang top, and bear feet.

"You must be Anthony." She said cheerfully

"Yes..." He answered slowly.

"Oh good, we've heard so much about you" She replied excitedly, ushering him into the room.

“By the way, I’m Anna, and this is Jonathan, my mate.” Said the woman indicating a, tall, lean, handsome man, with olive skin, long jet black hair, deep brown eyes, he whore pair of black slacks and a partially unbuttoned white silk shirt, he looked to be about. In an instinct Anthony knew this man to be a werewolf.

The woman continued to chatter on, but Anthony dismissed the couple, taking in his surroundings.

He entered into beautifully decorated sitting room, with both adjoining bedroom and bathroom. The cream colored carpets where plush, the white sofa and matching sitting chairs appeared to be just as plush. There where a three water color painting each of different scenery, hanging on a the rear wall.

"Anthony!" Exclaimed an excited voice behind him.

The warlock turned to see his girl, a tight knot in his chest loosened at the site of her. She was safe and she was whole.

Anthony Lavorata let a smile grace his lips, and took two quick running steps towards Karli, scooping her up in a tight embrace.

Though there was no blood between them, Karli was the daughter of his hart. He had taken her in after she was bit. Helping her through her first few changes.

Keeping her a secret from the werewolf community had been a chore and a half, but well worth all the hard work.

Only now all his hard work was for not. Now a werewolf knew of her, and by werewolf law any who are bit are to be killed on site. He was at a loss as to what to do.

Turning to the duo before him, Anthony inclined his head, "I thank you for taking care of Karli, but we really must be going now."

Taking Karl's hand in his own Anthony turned to leave. However before he could take more then two steps towards the door an olive skinned hand clasped him on the shoulder, and the same deep voice he had herd on the phone earlier spoke.

"Now wait just a moment."

"I really must insist." Said the warlock, as he tried to pull away from the other's grasp, but to no avail. He was held fast.

A spell sprang to his lips a second too late, the other man, who Anthony now knew for certain was indeed a werewolf, grabbed him around the throat with crushing force, cutting off his air flow making casting imposable.

****

Watching the only family she had ever really known struggle against an unbeatable foe something in Karli snapped, she didn't really know this man, Jonathan.

He and his mate had been nice to her, giving her food, and a bathrobe to wrap her self up in. And she appreciated their kindness... But Anthony was her family, her father, brother, uncle, cousin, all wrapped up into one.

As quick as a flash Karli did what she had been trying to master for the last several years with little success.

She executed a partial transformation, she elongated her jaws and nose, sharpening her teeth into fangs, and giving her self a crude muzzle, she let her fingers stretch and grow, her nails thickened and coming to sharp deadly points.

Her ears began to move towards the top of her head, her tail started to sprout. Patches of fur appeared on her arms, over her face, and down her spine.

Equipping her self with her two best weapons Karli the girl and Karli the wolf truly and fully merged for the first time.

Dropping the robe she wore, Karli launched herself at, Jonathan. Tearing flesh from bone, the sweet metallic taste of his blood fill her mouth, egging her on word.

The man howled with pain, and fought back trying to pull her off him, Karli felt pain blossom along her right side, but her did not let go, she bit and scratched, pulled and tore at him, her mind lost in blood lust.

When a pounding force like a ton of brick hit her in the back of the head. She managed to keep and hold on to consciousness for a moment, but, soon darkness engulfed her and she welcomed its embrace.

****

As Anna finished bandaging his arm, Jonathan looked at the two unconscious figures sprawled across the floor of their hotel room.

“Damn..” He mumbled.

“What?” Asked Anna.

“Well I’ve never seen anyone do that before.” Said Jonathan pointing to the girl, whose features were beginning to change back to human.

“Neither have I.”

“But…”

“But, what?” She prodded him.

“I need to talk to Devon… And I better ask Seren to come on down.”

“Seren?”

“Yeah, she’ll be pissed if we don’t tell her we found another female.”

“I know.. But Seren? She hates me.”

He grabbed Anna by the arm and pulled her close. Looking deeply into her forest green eyes, before kissing her. Tenderly at first, but soon that tender kiss turned passionate. Making both of them wanting to fallow through with where those kisses where leading.

When the man, knows as Anthony moaned and began to stir. Jonathan growled deep in his throat.

Damn it all to hell! He thought.

Walking over to Anthony, grabbing what remained of his tattered shirt, Jonathan bound the man’s hands behind his back.

He wasn’t sure what the man was, he only knew that he was some kind of spell caster. Anna handed him a single white sock and a pair of her pantyhose.

Prying the man’s moth open, Jonathan shoved in the sock, and then secured it by wrapping the stockings around the man’s head a few times before tying it off.

The girl, Karli was another mater; few things could restrain a werewolf, even one as young as Karli. And he had nun of the things needed to keep her under control.

Females where rare, a prized treasure to the pack. Every one in the supernatural community knew this…

There was only one supposed exception to this, a bitten werewolf… There was a good reason, bittens were killed shortly after they were found. Many of them went mad… Lke the girl Leetah… No, no mustn’t think about her…

There was good reason why bittens weren’t permitted to live, but females…

He had to make some calls.

Leaving Anna with their two captives, Jonathan walked into the bedroom phone in hand.