---- You bastar- My profanities died down in midway as I pulled back to look at him.

No not look, crane up my neck to get a glimpse of him.

I was not short...

my height was average but this man? He can engulf three bodies similar to mine and still even one won't be visible.

His body was huge...noveldrama

like that of a gorilla yet it was beautiful, sculpted, toned.

I could almost feel his muscles through the black cloth he was wearing.

T gulp to look up and I wished I hadn't haven't seen someone so rugged, so raw, so dangerous yet so beautiful.

He was the Adonis God What was he doing here? He doesn't look down at me.

Yet I could clearly see the colour of his eyes.

Brown..

Dark brown simmering with the reflection of the burning torches.

---- But they weren't soft.

No.

They were whole, consuming, enveloping everything that came in its way to be lost in a dark abyss.

I realised my mouth was still hanging open and I immediately close.

Whats wrong with me? My eyes drop back down when suddenly I feel something warm wrapping around me and I freeze.

He...

he has removed his fur coat and wrapped it around me.

Now that I look at him...

I realise he was the only one with human appearance like me.

Is he human? Werewolf perhaps? Or a beast like these people.

If he is a werewolf, what is he doing here? Vroox! Tyyny xypBor Ou annuit nyruitr acyyryii aa! He speaks something to the people.

Not once looking ---- ee down at me and the very next instant I feel a thump.

I look back scared to find everyone dropping on their knees, submitting to this man.

Was he the king here or something? Vnrsex! He repeats again and I feel my insides trembling.

My ego..

Self respect...

Honour went out to take a stroll as I feel this urge to do the same thing.

His voice..

His command had some power that I could feel in my very bones.

T drop down on my knees and I was going to bow my head when suddenly I feel a stick getting placed under my chin.

Stopping me.

Not you.

He grunts and T gulp to look up.

He was still not looking down at me.

Not even once.

Stand up.

T get up in a heartbeat and fumble with my hands.

No one has dared to lift their heads let alone look at me again.

They were still in the same position, their heads were touching the floor as if they were ---- eee = worshipping someone.

Him.

Was he really their God or what? Follow me.

With this last command he turns around to leave and T look behind me.

Was he talking to me.But he didn't even look at me.

The very man from earlier...

the one with human face and cow ears steps forward to tell me Followae...

go..

But who..

Who is he? And that's when he whispers in my ear and I feel the very floor slip from under my feet.

Adrian Volkoy.

The Lord of darkness...

Our Lordie.

Fuck! Kill me now.