. him... a dog with a golden disc hanging from a chain around his massive throat, that phenomenon of itself desperately trying to register properly in... her terrorized brain! There... there... there was something, she knew, something recognizable in the medallion that she should immediately fathom... but she couldn't think! He... it... whatever, was practically on top of her defenseless naked body... and then, she realized that she still held her legs drawn up and back in a lewd, intercourse. She shook her head. “All it’s been is a lot of meat.”He glared over his shoulder at her. “Of course! We are hunters! Predators!” Turning back, he snorted, muttering “your people eat the food our food eats. It is why we are superior.”Nova glared at his back, brow furrowed. “That doesn’t make you superior.”His growl made all of her fur stand on end, her eyes widening. Memory of the torture room had her regretting opening her mouth. Veka had told her never speak back or against an Alpha. It was. ‘Déjà vu, all over again… isn’t it’. I laughed weakly and gave her a wane smile, and said ‘Well, I guess it’s good that if you have to tell your troubles to the piano player, there’s an advantage to at least choosing a piano player that already knows your name and most of the problems. A real time saver, it is that way!’ I stopped my playing, I was just running random chords trying to pick out a new melody anyway, and added softly, ‘It’s all over now for good this time, isn’t it Elizabeth?’ She. ‘It's my first time here. I came with my flatmate, Chris. He's the one who’s disappeared. But weren't you with someone?’‘Oh, you mean Carlo? Not really.’ Scott leaned forward putting his head close to Rick. ‘He’s pretty, but nothing between the ears. It's like talking to a lamp post most of the time. He can't string more than two words together.’ Rick felt light headed as Scott kept his face close, giving Rick a close-up view of his blue eyes. ‘Are you and your flatmate an item then?’ ‘Oh no,.