Kitten in the Wolf's Den

Four: The Bonfire

*Marcelline, age 17, Present*

~Marcelline's P.O.V.~

I stood outside his office with my hand hovering in front of the door. Clutched tightly in my other hand is the invitation to the party tonight. It is a celebration in honor of the graduating class that is held at the end of every school year. There will be lots of games, food, mingling with people, cute college boys, and booze! Every year, the graduating seniors go out in the middle of the woods to this huge open clearing. There is a large creek with a beautiful waterfall that you can swim in, and they set up this large bonfire in the middle of it. It is supposed to be a crap load of fun and a memory that students will remember for the rest of their lives. I really want to go and have been looking forward to this party since the beginning of the year. I worked my ass off all through high school and even graduated a year early at the top of the class. I am the freaking Valedictorian for Pete's sake! I deserve to go to this party, and by golly I am going to convince this stubborn man to let me go!

There is no doubt in my mind that he knows that I am out here. He has always said that he can hear my heart beat and smell the scent of my emotions from miles away. At first I refused to believe him, but two years ago I found out the truth about the world. This man and his people are all vampires. Well, most of them are at least. The majority of the servants in this castle are humans, with the exception of weak vampires. There are also eight other beings in this crazy universe. Humans (of course!), werewolves, witches, skinwalkers, mermaids, dragons, faeries, and elves. All of which live inside their own dimensions. At least all except for humans. Humans are the majority of beings on Earth, but Earth is the only dimension filled with all other beings. That is why I also found out I have attended an academy for all beings. Even though I had no idea for three of those years!

Anyway, I knew that he could sense me out here. He could probably feel my hesitation, smell my anxiety, and hear the nervous rhythm of my heart. But I don't care! It is high time I got what I want, and what I want is to go to this party. I want this opportunity to be just like any other high school student. I want to get drunk and dance with cute boys for once in my life! Goddess knows that I won't get the chance once I turn eighteen. He has already announced that he needs me as his queen. Furthermore, it is not like I can go anywhere without him. I need his blood to prevent me from getting sick. Without it I would die.

Sucking up the bit of courage I had left, I raised my fist and tapped it against the door. My heart is beating harder than it ever has before. My knees are trembling from the nerves that have settled in my gut. "Ty...?" I called out from the door, waiting for his reply.

"Come in, duckling." He answered immediately after. His smooth, deep voice sent a shiver down my back. My empty hand moved down to twist the knob as I opened the door. When my feet crossed the threshold to his office, I could smell his cinnamon-spiced scent circulating the air as I closed the door behind me. Before I even had the chance to turn around, Typhon appeared behind me and I felt his breath on my neck. "What brings you to my office, Marcelline?" He husked in my ear.

I shivered against the door, trying not to let myself be affected by his cold temperature as it cooled my sweaty skin. "I-I..." I mumbled weakly, feeling a lump rise in my throat.

He lowered his face to nuzzle the crook of my neck and I felt his lips twist in a teasing smirk. "You...you what, precious?" He breathed into my neck, his icy breath sending a shiver down my spine.

"I um... I need to ask you something." I replied, swallowing down the lump. Typhon chuckled, finding my nervous mumbling amusing. He stepped back, allowing me space to turn around. When I turned to face him, he pressed his front into mine and pushed my back against the door. His arms raised up to place his palms against the door on both sides of my body. His electric flaming blue eyes twinkled mischievously, knowing he had me trapped. "Go on, Marcy... Spit. It. Out." He spoke in a strict tone, his deep voice lowered even more.

My eyes glanced down at the piece of paper in my hand and he followed my sight with his. I lifted up the paper in the small space between us. "I want to go to the bonfire tonight." I stated in my bravest voice.

He curled one of his eyebrows up and snatched the paper from my grasp. Then he flashed over to his desk and plopped down on his chair. I followed after him, though not nearly as fast, and sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. His eyes swept over the paper as he read the information on it. Then he narrowed his gaze and directed his look at me. "You want to go out in the middle of the woods where it is dangerous. Then weaken your subconsciousness by poisoning your blood with toxic liquids, thus making you vulnerable. And dance around in front of other males?!" He hissed, slamming the paper down on his desk. "Absolutely not, Marcelline! I cannot believe you would even consider such things... Go, get out of my sight. I am so disappointed in you!"

I flinched at his angered tone, feeling fresh tears blur my vision. One traitorous tear even slipped out of my left eye but I swiped it away. His electric blue eyes softened at the defeated look on my face, and I watched as the flames disappeared from his orbs. Ty rose out of his seat and flashed beside me. He reached out to grab my chin but I jerked my head away from him. He released a deep sigh at my denial of his touch and opened his mouth like he was about to say something.

Before he could, I cut him off. "No... Don't. It's fine. I understand, MY LIEGE." I snapped at him, pushing the chair out from under me as I stood up in an abrupt movement. I moved to step away from him but he snagged my wrist in his grasp and pulled me against his chest. "Stop it! Let. Go. Of me!" My voice was laced with rage and aggression. I was beyond livid at him. The bastard! He didn't even pause for a second to hear me out.

"Marcelline, stop it!" Typhon shouted at me, keeping his arms caged around me as I tried to shove him away. His tone carried the powerful command of his aura, forcing me to obey. My arms dropped to my side as I bowed my head submissively. "Good girl... Now look at me." He ordered. I lifted my head and met his gaze. His electric blue eyes searched my sapphire blue eyes and he released a heavy sigh. He moved one of his hands up to my face and very gently stroked my cheek. "Fine, Marcy... You can go."

My eyes widened as I blinked up at him in surprise. "Wha-what...? Really? I-I can go?" I asked, wanting to be sure he was serious.

He nodded his head, releasing my chin from his grasp as he moved that hand down my shoulders all the way to the curve of my hips. His touch sent a cold shiver down my spine, making me suck in a sharp breath. "Yes, but... I have one condition." He whispered in a breathy tone. His hand on my hip traveled lower and slid around my back. My pulse raced as I felt his large hand rest on my butt and squeeze it. I kept still as he leaned forward until his lips brushed against mine. "Kiss me."

"Wha....what?" I squeaked out in shock. He arched one eyebrow, watching me with his crimson eyes. Is he serious? Does he want me to kiss him? He must know that I haven't... That I have not kissed anyone yet... I swallowed the lump that appeared in my throat and tried to search his crimson eyes to see if he was joking. He definitely looked serious.. Oh gosh! "Ty-Typhon. You, um.... want me to kiss you?"

Ty smirked, straightening himself back up. "That is my condition, Marcelline. If you want to go to this party, get drunk, dance with other kids your age, and swim in a skimpy bikini in a dirty lake? Then that is all you must do. Kiss. Me." He announced, before flashing back to his chair and taking a seat.

I felt my teeth grind together as I watched him sit down. My temper was rising. I can usually control my emotions better. But this... this was ridiculous! He cannot be serious... Can he? I folded my arms across my chest and plopped down on my chair again. "Ty, I... I cannot kiss you. It would be w-weird."

He laughed, literally laughed out loud. Why is he laughing? I am 100 percent serious! It took him a few minutes before he finally calmed himself down. Meanwhile, I was seething! "You will be 18 in just a few short months, Marcy. When that day comes, I will do more than just kiss you, pet." He vowed in a promising tone. Like there was no other choice but to marry him, and do married things to each other. "Are you scared to kiss me, precious?"

I scoffed, trying to look unbothered by his words. "Of course not! That still doesn't mean that I have to do those things now. Please, Ty, is there anything else? You know I.... That I haven't kissed anyone, ever." I could feel the heat rising from my neck to my face. My face probably looked as red as a tomato.

Typhon flashed in front of me, placing his hands on the armrests of my chair. Once again, he had me caged, trapped like his little pet. "That does not mean boys do not want to kiss you, Marcey. You are beautiful. Unique. My precious little pet." He murmured, gazing deeply into my eyes. "Are you really so against kissing me?"

"N-no, Ty.... I am just... I don't know how." I admitted, lowering my gaze to my lap.

His fingers lifted my chin up so that I was forced to look at him. "I can teach you."

I blushed even more, feeling my mouth go dry. "Ple---please, Ty... Anything else?"

"Shh.... I won't hurt you, duckling. I promise. When have I ever broken a promise, hmm?"

I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth, nervously chewing on it. "Never." He smiled, pulling my lip from my teeth with his thumb. "Exactly, let me teach you. Okay?"

"Okay." I sighed.

Ty grinned with the biggest smile spreading across his face. He stood back up and grabbed my hand in his, pulling me up with him. His long, lean muscular arms encircled my waist as he pulled me against him. My chest was pressed firmly against his now, squishing my round breasts between us. He moved one of his hands to my lower back and the other up to my neck. Then he tipped me backwards in a dip. His mouth swooped down and his lips connected with mine. Ty's kiss started off slowly with his lips moving gently over mine. I tried to reciprocate his movements but none of it felt right. Then his lips moved more urgently over mine. His tongue pushed its way into my mouth and, in simple terms, started to tangle with mine. After a good minute of his mouth smashing against mine, he finally pushed himself away from me.

His eyes scanned hungrily over my body, and I watched him lick his lips slowly. I was dressed in a dark orange sundress that reached my knees and hugged my hips and breasts. It was tight at the top and middle, and flowed out around my hips. My hair was tied in a long ponytail with a few strands framing my face. His eyes lingered on my legs and the small amount of cleavage the dress revealed. My breath came out shallow as I tried to calm down my racing heart. That was wrong... It felt off. Horrible. I am a horrible kisser!

"You can go." Ty finally spoke after we both caught our breath, and he released me from his hold before flashing back to his desk.

I turned and ran from the room. I didn't want to give him a chance to change his mind. My heels echoed down the wooden floors as I dashed down the corridors going to my room. Once I reached my room, I took a long shower and brushed my teeth at least three times. Gosh, that was horrible! I am so embarrassed. "Goddess, Marcy! I can't believe you actually kissed him. Shame on you, girl!" I scolded myself in my bathroom mirror. I went to my closet and put on a dark blue lace panty and a matching bra set. Then I pulled on my favorite black dress. It fits tightly, hugs all my curves, has a four inch slit up my leg, and a v-cut dip at the top. The dress is a perfect mix of classy and sexy. For my makeup, I did a deep blue smokey cat eye effect on my eyes, some red blusher and gold highlighter on my cheeks, and then dark red lipstick on my lips. With one last glance in the mirror, I grabbed my phone and headed out of the castle.

Outside, I found Nakoa waiting patiently for me beside the car. Koa has been my guard for the past few years after my previous one was fired. Koa and I have gotten quite close. He is a rather handsome vampire who is closer to my age than the previous guard. Koa has round, warm brown eyes, curly light brown hair, and sun-kissed tan skin. He is more built than Typhon, and has a more easy-going personality. We get along really well, which is a good thing considering he always has to follow me around. Unless I am with Ty.

"Good evening, gorgeous." Nakoa teased in his usual playful tone. I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him. "Koa, you better quit. Ty will beat you up for flirting with me."

He simply shrugged his shoulders. Always the fearless solider. "Mr. Typhoon should be flattered that I am complimenting his precious pet." Koa joked, twisting his lips in a boyish smirk.

I gasped, slapping his chest with my hand before walking to the passenger's side. "I am nobody's pet."

"Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that, gorgeous." Koa laughed as he climbed into the driver's seat. I sat down beside him in the passenger seat and buckled my belt. I lifted my butt off the seat to tug my dress down, and looked up at Koa, feeling his eyes on me. "Does Lord Dalca know what his woman is wearing tonight?"

"Nope." I answered with a beaming smile.

"You are going to get me fired, Marcy." Koa chuckled, shaking his head as he started the engine.

He pulled out a teleportation crystal from his pocket and tossed it out the drivers' side window. The crystal shattered on the ground in front of us, summoning a portal, and Koa drove us through it. I closed my eyes and thought of the location of the bonfire. In a few short minutes, the portal opened up on the other side and Koa drove us through it. We appeared at the other end of the location of the bonfire. Koa pulled the car into one of the parking spots and turned off the engine. Then we stepped outside the vehicle.

In the distance, we could hear the sound of laughter and people splashing around in the creek. Nakoa looked down at me, standing a good 6 inches above my 5'4 inch height, and flashed me a goofy smile. I chuckled, rolling my eyes at him. We started walking down the dirt trail that leads to the clearing where the bonfire was at. It took a good five minute walk before we reached it and saw a crap load of students surrounding the massive ten-foot bonfire. Everyone appeared to either be swimming, dancing, or mingling with each other. They all had one thing in common, and that was they all had a red solo cup filled with alcohol in their hands.

I squealed excitedly, lacing my fingers through Koa's and pulled him towards the tables of food and booze. I scanned over each of the types of alcohol and stopped at the bottle of patrón silver tequila. "This is supposed to be excellent," I told Koa.

"Marcy, that is because it will get you, little miss lightweight, drunk with one drink." Koa laughed as he grabbed both of us an empty cup. He filled our cups up halfway with ice, before pouring the tequila over the ice. Then he handed me one and grabbed the other, after setting the bottle of tequila back down. "I am not leaving your side, but here is to having fun and letting loose." He grinned, raising his plastic cup in the air.

I giggled, bumping his cup with mine. "To having fun and letting loose!" I cheered, before taking a swig of my drink. The cold, smooth alcohol slid down my throat and I felt the burn as it reached my stomach. My face scrunched up at the weird burning sensation. Then a broad grin stretched across my lips. "Holy s**t, this tastes like liquefied electricity!"

Nakoa busted out into loud, contagious laughter. "Goddess you are so adorable." He laughed, before taking a swig of alcohol. He didn't cringe or anything. The bastard appeared unaffected by the strong drink. No fair! "Come on, Marcy. Let us go join these young adults and dance!"

I smiled and allowed him to grab my hand as he pulled me over to the mass of dancing bodies. I swallowed down another drink of alcohol, then another, and another. It was starting to hurt less, and I was feeling quite good. Koa wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me close to his body. My backside pressed against his front as we swayed together to the beat of the music. I took another swig of alcohol and giggled as I started to feel warm and fuzzy all over. The rhythm of the music started thumping even louder, making my hips sway uncontrollably to the powerful beat. Koa grinded against my butt as I swayed my body from side to side. My empty hand slid from my shoulders down to my waist in a sensual, seductive movement. I felt on top of the world. No, I felt like I was floating on the moon!

I smiled, feeling Koa's hand slide down my waist to my hips. He squeezed my hip before turning me around and pulling me closer. My front now pressed against his as we swayed together to the tempo of the music. "Ty kissed me." I blurted out before I could stop myself. My face heated up in embarrassment but I laughed without giving a crap.

"Oh really?" Koa smirked, gazing down at me with his warm brown eyes. They looked like pools of golden honey. Yummy! I nodded my head in answer to his question. "How was it?"

I giggled, recalling that kiss. If you can even call it that... "Horrible! It was sloppy." I admitted.

"How so?" He asked, c*****g a brow at me.

"I don't know. It always looks so hot in movies! But when he kissed me.... it felt wrong. Like a slivery snake flopping in my mouth. Maybe I am just a terrible kisser."

Koa laughed at my answer, shaking his head at me. "Gorgeous, I don't think you are capable of being terrible at anything."

I blushed at the compliment of his words. "Ty is an old man, he certainly has kissed people before. More practice than me. That was my first kiss." I rambled.

"Are you happy with that being your first kiss?" Koa asked.

I shook my head. "No! I didn't want to kiss him..... May I kiss you? For a test? A um...theory."

Nakoa's eyes widened in genuine surprise. A large boyish grin formed on his lips. Instead of answering me with words, he leaned down and pressed his lips on mine. His lips felt warm, not at all like Ty's freezing cold ones. Koa worked his lips against mine in a sensual slow rhythm, allowing me to get used to the feeling. Soon I reciprocated his movements with ease. When he felt me start to kiss him back, he ran his tongue along my bottom lip. I parted my lips, allowing him to enter, and he pushed his tongue in my mouth. His tongue danced around mine expertly, and I allowed him to dominate my mouth. There was no weird feeling or awkwardness in this kiss. It just felt warm and tingly. The butterflies were going crazy!

"Look who it is!" Someone shouted in front of us, interrupting this splendid kiss. No fair!

Nakoa and I parted our kiss and stepped away from each other. We turned to face the imposter, and low and behold there stood the queen b***h. Alyssa Jackson. Koa glared at her, pushing me protectively behind him. "What do you want, Alyssa?" He hissed at her.

Alyssa folded her arms over her chest, and lifted the corner of her lips in a cocky smirk. "What are you doing with Typhon's little toy?" She asked him, her words referring to me. The b***h!

"I am n-not the one ma..made of plas-tic." I hiccuped, giggling uncontrollably.

Koa snorted, trying not to laugh at my insult. "Leave us alone, Alyssa." He ordered Alyssa.

"Come on, baby." She purred at him, trying to grab his arm. "I can show you a good time, unlike the little virgin."

"He doesn't want to sleep with a disease-infested bimbo." I snapped at her. The alcohol was making me rather bold. I liked this version of me! Alyssa glared at me with a deadly look. Her hazel eyes turned black, and her fingernails extended in claws. "SHUT UP, DUCKY!" She snarled at me. Her voice sounded more deep and primal.

Koa's warm brown eyes turned crimson as he moved to stand directly in front of me. "Both of you stop. Alyssa, leave us. Now."

I smirked at her and placed my hands on my hips. "You heard him, fleabag. Go on! Get." I grinned at her from behind Koa.

"You have no power over me, b***h! I am the daughter of an alpha." Alyssa growled. Her canines elongated into sharp fangs.

I giggled at her comment, finding the nickname to be rather funny. "You....You are the one who is a bitch."

"That's it!" She snarled and then lunged for me.

Nakoa went to block her from reaching me, but I stepped around him and met her in the middle. Our bodies collided as we smacked into each other. Her taller height and larger size knocked me on my back, allowing her to take me to the ground first. I threw a punch at her face, my fist connecting with her nose. I felt the bone shatter under the force of my hit, but it quickly healed itself back to normal. She screamed, getting annoyed at me and threw her first punch. Her fist hit me in the left eye, surely forming a deep bruise. Then she punched me again, using her other fist as he socked me in the jaw. The sound of my jaw bone snapping echoed around us, and people came rushing over to observe the fight.

Koa's arms were wrapped around Alyssa to pull her off but she kept her legs locked to my side. "Alyssa stop!" Koa yelled at her, trying to prevent her from hitting me.

I threw another punch at Alyssa, aiming for her right breast. I hoped to pop the silicone implant under her skin, but that's probably unrealistic. Right? "Let me beat this b***h up, Koa." I boldly announced.

"I will kill you, slut!" She screamed at me, throwing another punch at my face. Koa went to pull Alyssa off of me again but before he could, two bulky football players walked over and grabbed his arms, pulling him back. "What the f**k?!" Koa shouted, trying to free himself.

While he was subdued, Alyssa smacked me across the face. Her claws sliced into my skin as she slapped me. I felt my blood slide from my cheek down to my neck. I could smell the strong scent of it coating the ground. Alyssa smirked at me. She slapped me again, cutting my face open more. She continued to slap me until my vision started to blur. I tried to block her slaps but someone ran over and grabbed my arms, pinning them above my head. My head was starting to feel heavy, and I could feel the alcohol sloshing around in my stomach. For sure, I will throw up pretty soon.

"Hold her still, Avery. I am going to strip her down." Alyssa grinned wickedly, speaking to the person holding my arms down.

The guy, Avery, gave Alyssa a funny look. "Don't you think that might be a little too much, Lyssa?" He asked her.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Not at all. She needs to be taught a lesson." Alyssa snapped at him. Her coal-black eyes looked at me coldly. Avery didn't say anything back, but he obeyed her and kept my arms still. Her hands moved down to the split of my dress and I heard the tearing sound as she pulled it apart.

"NO! WAIT! Please stop. I'm sorry!" I begged her, my eyes widening in fear. Alyssa laughed at my pleads, ignoring me as she continued to tear the slit in my dress. The fabric ripped apart with ease and she shredded it off of me. I was left in my lacy dark blue matching bra and underwear. The temperature felt a little chilly against my freshly bare skin. "There, are you happy?! Now let me up." I glared at her, trying not to feel embarrassed.

"Take it all off her, Lyssa!" One of the college guys that came shouted out from the crowd of people watching the altercation.

She laughed and gave the guy a thumbs up. "With pleasure, Ray!" Alyssa smirked, looking down at me smugly.

"NO! Someone please, stop her!" I screamed, thrashing around underneath her.

"TAKE IT OFF." Everyone started chanting. There were a few girls who watched silently, but none of them came to help.

Alyssa grabbed the straps on my bra and with one jerk she tore it off me, exposing my breasts to the public eye. All the males started whistling enthusiastically, making crude comments about how they would 'tap that'. I tried to ignore them, searching the crowd for Nakoa. He was still being held back by the two big dudes. His warm eyes gazed at me with an apologetic look, and he mouthed 'I'm sorry' with his lips. I gave him a small reassuring smile, knowing that he felt bad for not being able to help.

I felt Alyssa's fingers hook under the strings of my panties and with one quick pull the fabric shredded off my body. Tears blurred my vision, realizing that I was left completely bare in front of other people's eyes for the first time in my life. After stripping me naked, Alyssa rolled off of me and Avery released my arms. I slowly stood up on my feet, my legs trembling from the anxiety coursing through my veins. I moved to walk away from them but Avery snatched my wrist in his grasp.

"Ah, ah, ahh. One more thing." He grinned mischievously. Then he scooped me up by my waist and carried me toward the creek.

"STOP! PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed, thrashing wildly in his arms while scratching his arm that was around my waist.

He laughed at me, continuing to carry me without issue toward the water. When he reached the creek, I noticed we were right above a particular muddy area of the creek. Before I could react, Avery swung my body and sent me tumbling down into the wet, mushy mud. My front side smacked into the muck, caking my face and the entire front of my body in a disgusting brown substance. The crowd of people laughed at me, and I realized my entire ass was stuck in the air. I quickly pushed myself up and tried to climb out but the mud was slick, causing me to fall onto my back. I cringed as my butt made contact with the ground. This day did not end well. Why is this just my luck? Now I am entirely covered in mud.