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Saoirse laughed at Clay's remark. "That he is a murderer that sold his soul to the devil? Look at who you are talking to! I'm a fucking wolf! Unlike you, I was born like this! I am much stronger and more dangerous than you or him could ever be!" She said with a smile as she changed into her wolf form and knocked him down, pinning him against the ground. She growled and barked loudly at him, staring him down; claws out and teeth bared as she established her dominance over him. "You think you and him are monsters? I can assure you that I am much, MUCH worse.  Don't you fucking dare think I don't know what I'm getting into! Got it?!" To Clay, Saoirse's aura and the look in her eyes, were that of an alpha putting a subordinate in their place. She didn't hurt Clay, rather, she didn't need to. 

Saoirse's body steadily changed back to her human form, still pinning Clay down, the dangerous look in her eyes remained. She silently stared him down for a few more moments before standing up and getting off of him. "I will be loyal to him. Don't forget that." She said, backing up a few feet. "Now put on a damn shirt."

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He was trying to avoid her questions, but he forgets her advantage over him; she knows where Saoirse is and she could kill her whenever she wanted. [color=ed145b]""You're right. I did leave you for dead."[/color] Rose replied then paused, a smile crept up on her face. [color=ed145b]"Now I understand. You are in love with the little bitch, aren't you? Tell me Dorian, do you know how many dogs are killed each year? Hit by a car, poison, dog fights, gunshot... [i]beaten to death[/i]. The list goes on and on, yet each one is more slow and painful than the last. I've even heard that, on occasion, some of the females are raped before they are slowly and painfully tortured to death. Sounds horrible, doesn't it?"[/color] Rose's smile grew wide and dangerous as she knew what to say to piss Dorian off. Her words were like a weapon. With each cause of death Rose listed, a clear vision of Saoirse dying to that cause, played through Dorian's mind like a movie reel.

But perhaps the one that stuck in his mind the most, was the last that Rose listed. In Dorian mind, he could see a terrified Saoirse screaming, screaming his name for help, as her clothes were torn off her body, then she was raped mercilessly, her naked body strung up like a display, and the slowly tortured to death in the most painful ways imaginable, screaming Dorian's name, crying, desperately pleading for him to save her... until everything stopped. 

The visions were so terrifying, so real, that the sound of Saoirse's screams echoed in his mind.