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The woman's reaction didn't come in the form of an answer, but instead a more animistic defense. Having let her go as she hissed at him he didn't have time to analyze her before she scratched his face, blood painting the counter inside of the old kitchen. He winced and shielded his eyes as best he could from the impact and in reaction growled a beastly growl showing his thick canines. He also felt a stab to his gut which made him step back. He even roared in anger and nearly transformed, before regaining his composer. He hands cracked as his fingers seemed to grow longer and his nails pointed. Instead of harming her, however, he picked apart a piece of the counter-top and threw it at the wall. He looked at her as his wounds slowly sealed up and had anger burning inside of his ruby eyes. He breathed heavily as he looked at her. She looked like a puppy who was just beaten on by it's owner. The look of weakness and loneliness. At least that's what he saw. She hugged the wall as if it was her mother. Almost as if it was going to protect her. With the sight, as quickly as his anger came, it went away. Just like that. He breathed out a sigh and slowly approached her. "Okay." He said calmly. "You need to calm down. Had I been someone else, I'd have went for your life." He leaned in closer to her, sniffing her to gain more of a sense of what she was. She didn't smell too foreign. She had a strange smell, but nothing he could tell was different. Looking at her more closely, he realized that she had a blindfold on. "What the..." He said quietly to himself. As he reached his hand out to touch it. He of course hesitated at first, but it was only a second before he grabbed the blindfold and ripped it from her.
In reaction to how she reacted before he stepped back away from her. Holding the cloth in his hand he shushed her. It was the way someone would shush a baby after crying. "You know. It's pretty dark right now, especially in this place. I'm sure you can open your eyes here. Come on. Usually when you talk to someone it's custom to look that person in the face. Come on now. Open them up." His voice was soft as he could make it. He didn't know why, but he found interest in this woman and because of that, he wanted to see her whole face.
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After a grueling fight with the wolves who attacked him, Lucas limped out of the room, pretty beaten up. He hugged the wall to support himself as he waddled down the hall to find Dyte. He walked slowly and breathed heavily, trying to wait for his wounds to heal themselves. Though the extent of the damage would take awhile. After walking for about a minute he found Dyte with her fangs on a wolf who seemed to be almost dead. He slumped down and let her finish, resting his back on the wall and sitting on the cold hard floor.

"Are you.....Okay." He said in pain while whipping the blood off of his face with his sleeve. "We have to find him quickly before anymore wolves turn up. I don't know......How much longer I can fight for." He coughed and groaned but the tingling in his legs seemed to cease a little bit. Grunting he tried to stand back up, but fell down do to lack of support.

"My,my." A voice called from behind them. "It seems the rumors are true. There is a new puppy to play with."A small figure appeared from the darkness and walked slowly towards them. With her red and light blonde hair she stuck out in the weary place like a sore thumb. She looked over at Dyte and dawned a bored expression, but quickly changed it to surprise when she saw her dead companion on the floor. "Well it seems you have a pack of your own and on top of that, they're not that weak. Well at least, she's not. Good for you. My name is Alexandra Yun, and this is my home. Hehe. I'd really like it if you leaved." She said looking at Dyte. "You should just leave him here and let him stay. I have business with this man. You see, we're going to have so much fun together." As she spoke, her blood red eyes seemed to glow in the moonlight coming in from the window and her smile, innocent as it might of been, carried and ominous vibe to it.
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"Um.... I'm sorry but our master isn't accepting calls at this time. Try to call back later." One of the head maids said in reply.

Thomas was dumbfounded as his confident words were unheard by the one whom he wanted to send them too. "But..." He tried to say something, before the clicking sound of the ended call came. He gritted his teeth and hoped back inside of the car.

"Sorry about that." He said to Aisla, "I had a business call and it seems we should probably just go the area. It's getting late and I doubt Lucas is at that girls house anyway. If you still want to check there it's up to you but if you ask me, I'd say go to the building."
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Meanwhile, the head maid who had answered the phone call went upstairs to her masters chambers. After knocking on the door, she entered, slightly tilting her head in a bow as she said, "Lady Seraphine, that man called again. I believe that he's trying to interfere once again with our plans. He called confirming it actually." Keeping her head bowed she waited for her masters reply.