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Silver Chains	By : outlawblue Category: Anita Blake > General Views: 3137 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Silver Chains
- 2-A plan is born
- 3-Strategies
- 4-Chapter 4
- 5-a new threat
- 6-chpter 6
- 7-Chapter 7
- 8-chp8
- 9-Chapter 9
- 10-chp 10
- 11-11
- 12-chapter 12
- 13-13
- 14-chp 14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-final chapter
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Silver Chains: All characters belong to Laurell K Hamilton and I make no money off this.

Cut a deal with the devil, and he just might let you return. Niley had cut such a deal, and here he was in St. Louis looking to honor the agreement. He was to deliver the Executioner’s soul personally to the Dark Lord’s servant or face the consequences himself, consequences worse than death or an eternity in hell. But capturing Anita Blake was not going to be easy; she was almost never alone, and shooting her from a distance would not ensure her death. According to his information, she was now a part of two paranormal triads, which according to the Dark Lord’s servant might make her almost impossible to kill short of cutting off her head and burning her heart. Niley understood that to mean that that was what he had to do.

So the problem was this, how to capture Ms. Blake without getting himself killed….again. He could attack her through her leopards. They weren’t too formidable even among other leopards. She would certainly come gunning for him if he took one of her precious cats. Or, and this was what he was considering, he could go after the one member of her triad he actually wanted. Teach Ms. Blake that he was a man of his word.

Richard Alaric Zeeman, middle school science teacher, and Ulfric of the local werewolf pack, liked to jog early on Saturday mornings, and to watch him speed over the ground in cut offs and a sweatshirt with his long copper-brown hair flying behind him was almost to much to bear. He was beautiful, as regal an animal as any fine stallion or bull. Niley could have watched him run all day.

Taller than Anita’s other pets, he exuded a strength that was both power and sex. Deep through the breast with a fine layer of muscle over his abs, he was powerful without appearing so. Niley almost regretted what he was about to do…well no, not really. He was looking forward to it.

The morning was bright down by the river, and Richard stopped to gaze down at the water from the levee. Niley sat in the back of his limo watching the werewolf king stroll leisurely down the patch. Beginning to warm up, Richard pulled the sweatshirt off and tied it around his waste. Now all that lovely tanned skin could get darker.

Lassiter stepped from behind a tree and pointed his rifle at the Ulfric. It took Richard a moment to realize what was happening, but before he could do anything, Lassiter fired the first of his darts. Richard started to shift just before the second dart hit him and stopped the change. Richard charged, but a third dart dropped him to his knees.

Richard collapsed on the ground, but he was still moving when the silver chains were brought out. He writhed in pain as the silver metal bit like fire into his skin. Niley’s tongue ran anxiously over his lower lip as the werewolf was carried to the limo and dumped inside. A nurse was on hand to start the IV that would keep the werewolf unconscious. Perfect. Just perfect.

Anita watched the video that had been dropped off at Guilty Pleasures with Jean Claude, Asher and Jason. It was Richard, nude, chained belly down on a gurney with an IV dripping steadily into his arm. Her mind reeled when Niley appeared.

“Hello, Anita,” he began and ran a hand up Richard’s leg to his right buttocks. “He really is beautiful. All golden brown.” He let his hand run up Richard’s right side to his shoulder blades. “I had fun undressing him. Right now he’s out cold, but I let him wake up just a little when I stripped him. I wanted him to know what I have planned for him.”

OF all the men in her life, Richard was the most homophobic. Seeing Niley alive must have been a shock in itself, but knowing what Niley had in store for him must have sent Richard into spasms of fear and rage.

“This all happened before I woke up,” JC said. “Surely Richard would have asked for our help.”

Anita frowned. She had been asleep too, sleeping in late on a Saturday, one of life’s little pleasures. Go figure.

“Who was awake to know he was in trouble?” Jason asked.

“Anita,” Niley said as his hand became more possessive of Richard’s body. “remember what I told you I’d do? I’ve already done it, and I’m going to do it again.”

The next image was too horrible to look at. Anita hid her face against JC, but something clicked inside her head. Richard belonged to her; he was hers to protect. Niley was just going to have to die again. And again until the bastard stayed dead.

What Anita didn’t see but the three men did was Richard’s near hand clinch in a fist. He was conscious enough to know what was happening to him, to feel the pain of being ripped in half. Asher glanced at Jean Claude and then Jason. Richard’s mind had always been fragile since the joining of the marks, this would probably destroy his sense of self completely.

“When did this video arrive?” she asked JC when Asher shut the tape off.

“Graham took it and said it was delivered by UPS,” Asher answered and handed her the package it came in.

Anita looked at the return address and saw it was from Incubus Dreams. “Using our own address against us,” she growled softly.

JC opened his mind and tried to feel the wolf but all he sensed was thick confusion. Niley was not going to let Richard become awake enough to reach out to them or to risk a change.

“Ma Petite,” he began carefully, “you are clearly his target…”

“Yes, so?”

“Richard is bait, non?”

“Yes.”

“Then at some point he will tell you where he is.”

“Yeah, after he’s slit Richard’s throat. That was the last part of his threat.”

JC frowned. “Perhaps that was not a good idea then,” he muttered to himself.

“What idea?”

“To wait for him to send another message or video. I am certain he won’t use the same post..office, but as I have learned from you, Ma Petite, the bad guys like to repeat themselves.”

“Yeah, but Richard may not have time for us to wait,” Anita growled again. An idea suddenly came to mind that made sense to her anyway. “JC, what if we both try to reach him? Think he would know?”

JC shrugged. “We could try.” It was actually a very good idea.
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