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warrior. His only hope was to win in the arena, win enough times that he could win his freedom.
     
    But they would never allow such a fierce, terrifying looking man such as him to continue winning. The rabble would want to see him lose, want to see him slaughtered, and so they would throw more and more warriors at him until he finally fell to their blades.
     
    Gloom had stricken my brother’s face and Theolon’s was impossible to read. I was suddenly very conscious of how I must look. I was wearing only the light robes I wore in the house, and they left very little to the imagination: my breasts and curves were readily apparently through the light, almost translucent toga. In fact, I realized that the slaver and Ursinus could probably see my nipples pressing against the fabric and maybe even the soft patch of dark hair between my legs… Or maybe they would focus more on my dark curls, piled atop my head in the popular style of the moment? Maybe my naturally dusky, almost rosy cheeks? Unlike so many other girls, I didn’t have to crush roses into a powder and apply it to my cheeks to give the appearance of good health. Maybe they would notice my round face, my plump, crimson lips, or my dark hazel eyes?
     
    But no. They seemed to notice nothing and for this, I was glad. My father continued to laugh and joke with the slaver, prodding Ursinus with a stick he had found somewhere along the dusty rode. I saw a dark look of resentment pass over the big man’s face and his upper lip curled ever so slightly, revealing a fanged canine tooth. My heart stopped when I saw that tooth, for his eyes met mine. They seemed to glow in that moment and I felt his eyes passing over my body, drinking me in. I felt like he was devouring me in that moment, hungrily nibbling at my flesh and preparing to consume me whole. I flushed. I felt warm, a warmth I had never experienced before, and one that emanated from my very core, spreading throughout my entire body…
     

 
    Night
     
    It was warm that night and I left the windows of my chambers open. As I fell asleep, I dreamt of the bearish man who was chained up outside our villa, probably sweating in the dust. I fantasized about going down to him, letting my toga slide off my body and standing just out of his reach, allowing those hungry eyes to devour my flesh all over again. I would tease him, frustrate him, whisper to him that I was a virgin, that no man had ever touched me before. I would work him up into a frenzy until he pulled free from his chains and took me…
     
    I heard a clatter on the sill of my window. Usually, I’m a heavy sleeper but for some reason, this roused me. My eyes fluttered open and I saw a huge bear, pitch black, padding along the floor of my bedroom. My mouth dropped open but I was too shocked to scream. The bear leapt into the air and landed heavily on my bed, nearly collapsing it under his weight.
     
    He smelled of sweat and blood and fear and I trembled as he straddled me. He growled, his gaping, toothy maw only inches from my face, saliva dripping from his fangs. His eyes seemed to glow, exactly in the same way Ursinus’s had… Could it be? I hit upon the realization with a start and as soon as I whispered the word, the change in the bear’s face told me I was right:
     
    “Ursinus.”
     
    Slowly, the beast began to transform. The snout shrunk, receding into a human face while the beast’s shoulders broadened. He grew longer and some, though not all, of the coarse animal hair receded. It only took about thirty seconds before I found myself pinned beneath a very human and very naked Longinus.
     
    I knew what I would see if I looked down but I couldn’t help myself. His tool was huge and erect in the moonlight, pointed directly at my womanhood. I felt my insides clench up in fear and excitement. Was this really happening? There was no way…
     
    “You can’t do this,” I whispered desperately. He pulled the light sheet away, leaving me only in my

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