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"I have some things I have to take care of…but I could give you my number." Katherine replied and I could feel the tension in her muscles as she answered my question with almost regret tingeing her reply.

'Damn, I can't tell what's fake with this woman or real…and that excites me to no end.' I thought to myself while pulling out a Witch Glass I made as a backup to mine just in case I misplaced it or it somehow got destroyed.

"You can contact me through this…just don't loan it to anybody else, if you do it'll kill them." I told Katherine as I handed her the Witch Glass and cast a linking ritual on her and the magitech that would allow me to keep track of her.

"Thanks." Katherine replied with a roll of her eyes, but I could tell she had a lot of appreciation for the device I'd just handed her and with her extensive experience with Witches I'm sure she understood the value of an enchanted device, before she sped away she pressed her lips against mine giving me one last kiss.

"Until next time, beautiful." I whispered as a goodbye and a promise to the blurring figure of Katherine disappearing into the woods.

"See you later, handsome." I heard Katherine's reply as it was carried to me on the breeze.

'You know…if you're going to take care of somethings maybe you should actually go far enough away from me that I can't see you watching me from behind a tree.' I thought to myself as I decided to let Katherine play her little game for now, as I liked my lips and thought about having her tight little ass bent over something as I spanked that juicy little bum of her's, while pounding in and out of her her tight cunt vigorously. 'This is your punishment for making me wait.' I said to Katherine in my fantasy as I pulled out of her cunt and buried my length in her ass.

Pulling my compass out of my jean's pocket letting it spin for a bit before returning to my hotel and getting in my mustang and driving down the highway.

"Life is a highway and I want to ride all night long." I sang along to the Rascal Flats song as it blared through the radio, as I cruised at a respectable 100 mph or 160 kmh, the speedometer was a bit difficult to read since the numbers overlapped with each other a bit.

I noticed Katherine following behind me in a little red Corvette convertible while wearing a scarf and sunglasses that did little to hide who was following me.

"Hope you can keep up." I whisper smirked as I hammered the accelerator all the way to the floor, drifting through the off ramp to my exit that was taking me to a medical school.

'Josette is already a doctor so why am I here?' I wondered to myself as I saw Keelin the one that corrupted probably my second favorite witch character Freya into becoming a lesbian. Hahahaha, I'll corrupt you into loving my cock and turn you into my good little werewolf factory.' I thought to myself though I didn't actually mean it as I planned to keep her prisoner and harvest a steady stream of venom from her.

Turning myself invisible teleporting behind Keelin, casting a quick sleeping spell knocking her out and Planes shifting back into my prison world, then taking her to a prison in Siberia harvesting some venom from her before returning to my mustang roasting the tires as I took off to wherever else the compass guided me.

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"Ohh come on New Orleans? Now I have to deal with Marcel and his bullshit of thinking he's worthy of being a king." I muttered to myself as I turned down the radio noticing that Katherine had locked up her breaks a ways back probably to stay out of New Orleans because of Marcel and his connection to Klaus.

'I could always put off getting the rest of the venom I need…to look for Klaus and then maybe bond over taking New Orleans back from the usurper would be King Joffery, I mean Marcellus.' I thought to myself before shaking that thought away since I wasn't ready to bring Klaus into my life yet and all the drama that'll come with him.

Continuing on my way into town, when suddenly it felt like a thousand eyes were on me and I felt multiple presences trying to steal my magic energy from me, just as I reached the French quarter.

Pulling over opening my car door placing my fingertips against the cobblestone street, slowly absorbing the rich ancestral magic that permeated the ground and air around me.

The New Orleans ancestors recoiled and tried pulling back their magic but I had a firm grip on them.

Sending my intentions through the magic I was interacting with that basically said "Fuck with me again and I'll slaughter you and your descendants", before I released my hold on the ancestors and felt them all watching me from a distance.

But I shrugged my shoulders and let the compass continue to guide me on my way which led me to the Gurrera family compound.

'Cool, the mobster werewolves. They were one of my favorite factions in The Original's especially Francesca and her manipulative power mongering ways.' I thought to myself as the fancy metal gate swung open and pulled inside the estate and was met by Francesca Gurrera and a contingent of werewolf body guards dressed in suits, while she herself wore a power suit and radiated strength and power.

"I'm sorry but if you have business with my father you'll have to wait…he is unwell at the moment." Francesca said and I noticed more details about her like slightly bloodshot eyes and dark circles underneath her eyes.

'They must be in mourning.' I thought to myself as I couldn't see any other reason for the Alpha of the pack to turn away a visitor.

"That's alright…I was going to offer you a way to level the playing field with the vampires in exchange for something, but I'll come back another time, hopefully the Gurrera family is still standing by that point." I replied to her and just as I was about to drop my mustang back in first gear she replied to me with her eyes filling with fire.

'Ahh-Ha I am right this must be just after Marcel kills her older brother.' I thought to myself as I schooled my expression.

"Level the playing field how?" Francesca asked me, her voice filling with hope and vengeance.

"How would you like to be able to use your Werewolf abilities at all times while remaining huma?" I asked her as I gave her an honest but almost devilish smile while making my eyes glow with magical energy.

"If you even could, what could we ever offer you to pay for something like that?" Francesca continued her questions a few seconds after asking the first.

"To put simply dear werewolf, I am a witch and I can do and make whatever the fuck I want whenever the fuck I want it, as for payment I…want…you." I replied to her smirking deviously, as I watched her go through varying expressions, something I didn't expect of the business woman.

I waited a few seconds for her reply and when I didn't receive one I had the thought of just kidnapping her like Killeen and milking her for her venom.

"If you can deliver…I'll marry you and make you a part of the Gurrera family." Francesca said though I could tell she was trying to deceive me though that only made me internally smirk since I'd make a magical contract or bind us in a way that if anything happened to me it would happen to her if she had any part in it.

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