The Wolf’s Captive

by

Chloe Cox

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2012 Chloe Cox

Chapter 1

The man’s eyes never left Lucia’s, even as he forced the other woman to her knees.

It was Lucia who had caused all of this. Lucia, the lone Bacchanal virgin amongst her small group of friends, bewildered by the bright lantern lights, by the sounds of flesh sliding against flesh, and, most of all, by the strong amberwine, had tripped and fallen against a nearly naked woman. When she’d turned to apologize, she’d at first seen only skin. Bare skin, glowing softly, and so very much of it.

Then she’d looked up and seen the collar. And the leash.

Lucia knew vaguely about the darker Bacchanal Societies, but she never really understood the particulars about what those Societies actually did. Just that it was risky, that it was sex, that it involved power and sometimes pain. And that she secretly, so secretly, wished to know more.