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  In the year 1589, Dietrich Flade was murdered in Trier, Germany. His crime: Dietrich refused to torture, or kill innocent witches and warlocks. Little did he imagine that, four hundred years later, he would be one of the warriors to protect all witches and warlocks from a modern day Earth?

  Chapter One

  Year 2020

  Drink glasses clinked, the smell of roasted chicken filled the air, and the juke box played in the background, while Blair Sinclair mixed another Long Island Ice tea. She had two hours to go before her shift would be over, and just her luck, Club Fifteen was packed.

  “Do you believe this place? It’s Wednesday night and we’re full. What the hell is going on?” Marci grumbled and poured a draft beer.

  “When has that stopped New Yorkers? They don’t need a reason to party.” Blair placed the drink she’d made in front of the customer and added it to his tab.

  “Why don’t you go sit for a few, while you still can? You haven’t had a break yet, and we’re all caught up for the moment.” Marci pushed her out of the bar, smiling. “I know you want to call your sister.”

  Blair grabbed a bottle of water, laughing. “Fine, but call me if you need me.” She walked through the door to the break room and strolled to her locker. She had been lucky to land this job after she moved here, two months ago. It not only supported her, but she was able to watch for any sign of the werecats that stalked her. Anyone that was anyone came into this bar to scout for information.

  She opened her locker and grabbed her phone. Her sister Lizzie had been late checking in. All seven of her sisters were supposed to call her, and inform her when they had reached their separate destinations. Blair flicked open the phone, and hit number 7, Lizzie’s number.

  Being the oldest, Blair always felt responsible for each of her siblings, even her stupid brothers. Their parents’ murder, over forty years ago, had left her responsible for holding the family together. “Damn it Lizzie… answer your stupid phone.”

  If she could have, Blair would have used their connection to speak to her, but too many hunted her and her sisters, there was no way someone wouldn’t notice the rise in power in the area.

  “Hey sis?” Lizzie answered on the six ring.

  Blair sighed. “It’s about time. Are you okay?” Blair sank into the chair and took another deep breath.

  “Yea, I finally lost the vampire on my trail, but it took an major detour before I could make it to my destination,” she grumbled.

  “Good, everyone has checked in. Taz called, said the Weiss pack and Blankenship packs have joined forces to find us. So, as soon as you’re able to make contact with the Sanctum, do so. Don’t tell anyone except the house master, who you are, and Lizzie, be careful?” Blair’s hand shook as she grabbed the water bottle and took a drink.

  “Blair, you have to stop worrying about us. You’ve trained us well. It’s you we’re worried about. You were the one who lead everyone away from us. Are you at your target?”

  Blair smiled and sat back. “Yes, I’m here. It took me about two months longer then I had planned, but I’ve made it. Haven’t made contact yet, but will try tonight after work. Don’t forget to check in next week. I have to get back to work.” She got up moving to her locker.

  Lizzie laughed. “You know you don’t have to work? You have plenty of money, and as long as you don’t use too much, it won’t draw attention to you.”

  She shook her head. “It is better to appear in need then to show you have money. We don’t need the attention money brings. Anyway, you know I can’t stand sitting in an apartment and waiting. I love you Lizzy, be safe.” Blair leaned her forehead against the cold metal of her locker and closed her eyes.

  A single tear slipped down her check, as she closed the phone. At the age of eighty, she was just barely a teenager in her world. Blair had learned fast to trust no one with their family secrets, after their parents’ deaths. Only a few charmed families had the power that hers did. Each child had a special gift, along with the other powers that came with being a witch or warlock.

  Being the oldest of fifteen, with seven sisters and seven brothers, Blair’s gift was that of life. She could heal anyone, and with this gift came the price of immortality, like that of a vampire. At the age of fifteen, her father and mother had taken her aside, and had informed her of her duties. All her family had long life spans, because of their powers, but she would out live every one of her family members. Just the thought, of losing another family member, brought an ache to her lonely heart like nothing else could.

  Blair opened her locker and shoved her phone into her back pack. Her clothes for tonight were all nicely folded in her pack, along with her family’s history, to be given to Master Flade the New York Sanctum leader.

  Her father, Travis had told her about the fourteen sanctums, scattered around the world, in case their family was ever under siege. Little did he know that twenty years later the information would hopefully save their children’s lives.

  She slammed the locker shut and wiped her face. It was time to finish her shift, so she could make contact. Blair just hoped she had the guts to step into the private BDSM club. All of the fourteen sanctums were within BDSM clubs, where magic and sex came together for those that knew their secret.

  The break room door opened, one of the bus boy-bouncers came in and sighed. Tight black dress pants perfectly outlined his large cock. “Damn, here I was hoping to leave early and we get swamped,” Tison said, his voice deep and strong. “Marci asked me to get you, she’s backed up again.”

  “I was on my way out anyway, thanks. Oh and Tison, ask Greg if he’d stay, and we can leave early. He needs the hours, with the twins on the way.” Blair pulled open the door and rolled her eyes. Tison was once again staring at her ass.

  He stuttered. “Oh, yea, I’ll do that. Sorry, but damn you have an ass on you.” He grinned.

  “Thank you, but you better not let Marci hear that.” She laughed, as he moaned behind her.

  “I would never cheat on Marci. She knows I look, but I’m not about to leave her. I love her.” He wrapped an arm around her waist, and walked her toward the first bar, the station she shared with Marci.

  “I know Tison. I was teasing. Marci is very lucky to have you. “Marci planted her hands on her hips, and grinned like a fool, as they strolled up to the bar.

  “Are you hitting on my girlfriend again?” She teased and grabbed two Coors beer bottles from the freezer.

  “Woman don’t start, or I’ll tan that cute butt tonight.” He turned to Blair “You are coming with us later, right? We received word last week it was friend’s night?”

  Blair scooted around the bar. “Yep, I have my change of clothes in the locker, so as soon as our relief shows up, Marci and I can go change.”

  Tison’s gaze heated. “I can’t wait to see the teddies on both of you tonight.”

  “Easy Tison, I agreed to go. I didn’t agree to participate with you and Marci. I’m new to this kind of scene.”

  “Well, don’t worry about it. From what I heard, even the head Master will be there tonight, to greet everyone.” Marci poured a shot of bourbon and handed it to the man next to Tison.

  “Man, that guy is huge, and hot!” She fanned herself, before she poured a glass of white wine.

  Blair shook her head, and glanced around the bar, as she placed a Martini, in front of one of the patrons. Blair couldn’t sense any threat yet. She just hoped it stayed that wa
y.

  For the next two hours, Marci and she worked the bar. In that time, only one fight broke out, and Tison and Ralph had rushed the men, escorting them out of the bar before anyone had gotten hurt.

  “They’re finally here. Come on, let’s get out of here. We’re just going to make it before they close the doors.” Marci grabbed her arm, and dragged her to the employee lounge when the next two girls took over their station.

  Nothing had made her as nervous as this night. It was one thing to fight for your life and for that of your family, but to submit to a man? Blair had been lucky, when she had overheard Marci and her boyfriend talking about the club.

  For the past week Blair had tried to make contact with Flade’s right hand man, with no response, nothing. Blair grabbed her bag and made her way to the bathrooms. “I can’t believe I’m changing into a teddy, here at work.” She laughed.

  “Tell me about it. Tison and I both asked for today off, but it never fails. Hank calls needing us to work when we have plans. I’m just glad you decided to come with us. And don’t worry about any fees. Tonight is on us. “Marci threw her jeans over the stall door.

  Blair slipped out of her blouse and bra. She picked up the flimsy black teddy and pulled it on. “Damn, you can see right through this thing.” Blair grunted when Marci laughed.

  “Why do you think all the Doms love Teddy night. “ Her new friend giggled.

  “Yea, but you have a body of a teenager, while my body is big” she complained, and stepped out of her jeans and panties.

  “Don’t even go there Blair. Every man in this place stares at your body. My god, what I’d do to have half of your breast size, and that ass.” Marci stepped out of the bathroom stall and grabbed her work clothes, stuffing them in the bag.

  Blair took a deep breath, as she stepped into the G-string, smoothed down the front of the teddy, and opened the door. Marci grinned and whistled. “Damn you look hot!”

  She rolled her eyes, as Marci handed her the long leather coat she was letting her borrow. “Yea, but I feel naked.”

  “That’s the best part.” Marci snickered, and latched onto her arm and pushed through the bathroom doors.

  Tison leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. Black leather pants covered his muscular legs, and a black vest drapped his chest. His gaze slid over them both. “Don’t I get a look, before the club?” He teased, as he grabbed Marci’s bag, then tried to grab hers.

  “I’ve got it, and no. You can see when we get there,” Blair teased, and held tightly onto her backpack. “They do have lockers right? So we can lock up our things.”

  Tison nodded, as he guided them out of the club to his SUV. “Yes, in the woman’s lounge, you can lock your things up. That’s where you’ll leave your coat too, so you can come back out only in your teddy. No shoes either.” He opened the back passenger door for her, and she slid into the car.

  Marci jumped into the passenger side and smiled back at her. “Just remember, let Tison guide you, and he’ll find you the perfect Dom for tonight. He has already spoken to a few of the more experienced ones, and they will be waiting for us.” She frowned at Tison.

  “You didn’t tell Hank that we were bringing someone new, did you?”

  Blair’s gaze flew from Marci’s to her boyfriend. “Who’s Hank? And why do I get the impression you don’t like him?” She tapped the door with her long nails.

  Glancing in the rearview mirror, Tison held her gaze. “I won’t let anyone hurt you Blair. Hank is new to the club, he’s a bit rough, but some women, like it rough.”

  A chill ran up her spine, and she hugged herself. Blair wasn’t a virgin, but the thought of someone…”I’ll trust you Tison. But Tison, do you think you can get me a meeting with Flade?”

  He glanced at Marci, who turned to her. “That’s going to be hard to do Blair. Tonight, the club will be packed. Sure he’s going to greet everyone, but I don’t know about a meeting with him.”

  Blair hated to lie to her friends, but she had no choice. “I need to talk to him about maybe becoming a full time member. If you two trust the club, and have been there for a while, it’s good enough for me.”

  “Well it might not be tonight, but I can ask.” Tison glanced once more at her as he pulled his vehicle into a large parking area.

  Over two hundred cars packed the lot. At the far end of the lot Blair could see the huge mansion, all lit up. Security was tight, as Tison rolled down his window, and pulled his membership card out, and showed it to the guard.

  She sucked in her breath, as a small trace of magic slid down her arms, and straight to her pussy. Never had anyone used magic like that on her before. The man smiled at her, and nodded to Tison to proceed.

  Just freaking great! I’m not even in the club, and I alert him, he knew what he did to me.

  * * * *

  Dietrich leaned against the entrance into the main lounge. The club was packed, security was at its highest level, and members of his house patrolled the rooms for trouble. Magic flowed all through the club, but only those with powers could benefit from it. He smiled, as he watched a witch orgasm as she tried to move through the room. As a submissive, no one would know which Dom had sent her over, but she would be punished for it.

  She moaned, glanced around the room, and hoped no one had seen her, but one of his men moved up to her, and stood in front of her, frowning.

  Sir, we have a new one coming in with the Tison group.

  He stretched, and moved away from the lounge, to the front door. Thank you. Any idea of her power level?

  Um no, sorry sir, she blocked me. She was surprised about the body scan, and that was the only clue I received that she was one of us.

  He frowned; his guards had all been trained to asses a person’s power level. They didn’t need any surprises in their home.

  Gray stepped up to him, and grinned. “You didn’t think I was going to let you have all the fun, now did you?”

  The front door opened, and Tison’s group moved into the hallway. He could see them, but the group wouldn’t see him, until they moved around the corner. Dietrich and his right hand man Gray scanned the woman behind Tison.

  The guard had been right, she was blocking everything around her. Her gaze moved around the room, as she frowned and rubbed her arms.

  The woman had long red hair and green eyes. A few freckles dotted her nose, but other than that she was flawless. Dietrich Flade moved back, as the Tison group came around the corner, and stopped in front of them.

  “Master Flade, it is a pleasure to see you again.” Tison extended his hand.

  “And you also Tison. So, you have two women tonight?” Dietrich’s gaze slid to the woman behind Tison. Her big green eyes met his, and she gasped, her hand moved to her neck.

  He had her. Gray, alert everyone. This woman is here for a reason. Her power is old and strong.

  Gray moved to the entrance way, informing one of the members, and moved back to stand by his side.

  “Sir, may I introduce our new friend, Blair Sinclair. She moved to town about two months ago, and is very close to my fiancée. “Tison wrapped his arm around her waist, bringing her up closer to him.

  “And no sir, I have only one submissive. Blair is new to the scene. I’m here to help her find a Dom who is suitable for her. She has also asked for a meeting with you, so she can join our club.”

  Dietrich frowned. “Really, that is strange. Shouldn’t a submissive first experience the scene, before trying to join? What if she doesn’t like it here? Then all the work to train her would be wasted, but I tell you what. Why don’t you have the ladies get ready?” He pointed to the ladies lounge behind them.

  “When she is ready, I’ll personally show her around, and see if she can handle our little world.”

  The little mouse glanced up at Tison, and he smiled at her, nodding. “Go with Marci; make sure you show Blair where to put her things. You have five minutes. Don’t make us wait.”

  Gray glanced
at him. Since when have you been looking for a new submissive to take under your protection? He snorted.

  Dietrich grinned and cracked his knuckles. It has been a while, but for this one, I will make an exception.

  The door to the woman’s lounge opened and the two females stepped out. Damn, the little witch was breath taking. Her breasts were large, even big enough to fill his large hands. Her nipples, red as roses, her body plump, not like so many of the too skinny women, lately.

  She held her hands behind her back, as she stepped up to him, lowering her gaze. Dietrich moved around her, and frowned at the papers in her hand. “What do you have in your hands Blair?”

  Blair glanced around nervous. “I was told to have my medical records with me, according to your club rules, before I was to participate.”

  Dietrich knew she was lying. “Give them to Gray, the man standing in front of you. Let him look them over.” He ran a hand over her ass cheek, and she jumped.