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Zeke was tall at seven-foot-one. He was also incredibly thin. He was in his mid-twenties, but looked older. A thin, gaunt face, he had a slim, black beard and sunken brown eyes. His hair was pulled back into a long, sleak ponytail that spilled down across one shoulder. He was dressed in the Haven uniform, but had forgotten the shirt and tie. The waistcoat was undone, his chest exposed. A thick chain was draped around one hip, his pants tucked into thick, leather boots. Silver rings decorated his long, narrow fingers.

He grinned as I walked into the dorm common room.

Two women sat on the couch, on either side of Zeke. Both blonde, both curved and both stacked. The left one played with the chain around the Elite's hip, while the other played with his ponytail. He whispered sweet secrets to them and chased stifled giggles from their full lips.

Lian stood across the room near the window looking enraged.

Miles sat on the couch, opposite Zeke looking a little anxious. I wondered why he was here and then remembered this was here dorm room too. If he wanted to stick around, so be it.

As I stepped into the room I could smell alcohol and cigarette smoke hanging in the air. I could also taste rain and my skin crawled at the sheer sight of Zeke and his whores.

"You wanted me for something?" I asked innocently.

Zeke looked up at me and grinned wider. "Your Jackie?"

I tried to smile and failed. "Name's Jack, but call me what you like." Yeah, it sounded rude, but in my defense the man was here to sexually abuse me. How could I welcome anyone with that purpose into my life?

"Careful now, Jackie. Don't wanna be rude before the fun begins. I wanted to get a good look at you before I declared Initiation," he explained.

"You shouldn't be declaring Initiation, regardless, Zeke. Linus is away and Jack's on bed rest for a couple more days," Lian snapped back at the fellow Elite sat before him.

"Linus is away, and the rules say that when an Elite declares Initiation then the initiate must cooperate."

"I won't let this happen!" Lian snarled.

"Lian, let it go," I said.

"Excuse me?" Lian repeated.

"Rules are rules. This just means one less to do. And I'd rather do it without risk of Linus walking in and lending a hand."

"Good call, Jackie," Zeke grinned.

"You would say that," I replied.

He shrugged.

Lian stepped forward and said, "Jack, you don't have to do this!"

I smiled sadly and replied, "Keep your nose out, Lian!"

"Marital bliss, eh?" Zeke teased. His whores giggled at their master's joke.

"You came here to see if you liked what you saw? Well?" I gestured to all of me, "Happy?"

Zeke grinned darkly. "Broderic said you were a spunky fucker. Hal said you were an awesome lay, too. Hope the hung bear didn't make you permanently loose," he taunted.

He stood up, peeling himself away from the disappointed sounds of his two women. He stalked around the couches and came to stand in front of me. He looked down at me with brown eyes and raised a long-fingered hand to my neck.

I tried to move out of his reach, but he was too quick. He was suddenly there, he gripped me by the throat and pinned me to the common room wall with a generous thud. I could smell the savannah heat and looked away from Zeke to see Lian stood beside us. His clawed hand flared around Zeke's throat.

"Careful there, pretty boy, or I might break Jackie before I've had my fun," Zeke grinned.

"This is wrong, Zeke. You know that."

"Breaking out the rule book, Lian? Your no fun."

Zeke released me and in turn Lian lowered his clawed hands too. Lian's hand returned to human normal as he watched Zeke with golden eyes of fierce anger.

"So what now?" I asked.

"Simple question gets a simple answer, we fuck!" he grinned as he said it.

He turned and peeled his waistcoat from his naked shoulders. His two whores made desperate, gentle sounds of pleasure as he revealed a scriptured letter 'E' emblazoned on the back of his left shoulder. The flesh looked taut and slick where the letter was branded. I reached up without thinking to touch the brand. I stopped as Zeke looked over his shoulder and smirked wickedly.

His brown eyes bled to black as the air reeked of vermin and rain.

"Do you know what Linus calls me?" Zeke growled.

I shook my head as the man replaced his waistcoat and turned to face me.

"I'm not as big as Hal down there, but I am just as rough, maybe more so. I'm nicknamed the Rat King," he explained.

"Your a wererat?" I replied.

He stepped toward me and I backed up in turn. I hit the wall hard and watched as he slammed both his hands against the wall on either side of me. He looked down at me, we were too close for comfort.

"Ever been fucked by a wererat, Jackie?"

"No."

"Good. Oh, Tabitha!"

The nearest blonde whore scrambled across the couches and stepped up beside Zeke, where she offered her amble breasts to the much taller man. He winked at me and plucked a small, familiar plastic container from inside. He popped the cap and took out two black-and-white tablets.

"That's too much for one dosage, Zeke, you know that!" Lian growled.

"One for him, and one for me. That okay, pussycat?" Zeke glanced around the room then and declared, "Anyone who doesn't wanna watch, leave now!" He then popped one of the SD tablets between his teeth and offered me the other. I held out my tongue and felt the tablet touch my tastebuds.

"Your gonna do it here?" this came from Miles who looked terrified and pale.

"That alright kid?" Zeke demanded.

Miles shook his head furiously and said, "Please, my bedroom. Just don't do it here, for Jack's sake. Not in front of everyone."

I couldn't help but love Miles a little bit. I said a silent thank you as Zeke lead the way and we went into Miles' bedroom.

I closed the door behind me and touched my forehead to the cold wood.

Zeke's voice came cold and sinister, "Ready, Jackie?" he taunted as he pressed his body against the back of mine, "Lets slip the skin and fuck."

I shuddered at his touch and the smell of damp, rodent fur enveloping me as Zeke kissed the side of my neck.