The body is an instrument which only gives off music when it is used as a body. Always an orchestra, and just as music traverses walls, so sensuality traverses the body and reaches up to ecstasy.

Anais Nin

At the age of thirteen a young girl was taken from her home and spirited away. Her memories stolen with pain, darkness and isolation. Within weeks she'd been placed into a cage with a fox that had repeatedly attacked her, infecting her with lycanthropy then given it's freedom as promised. As the young man left he whispered "I'm sorry." Then he was gone and she was locked away in a dark basement of a manor house.

The first full moon was horrific, they pulled her into a outside kennel and as the first beams of the moon fell upon her, she shifted, painfully and alone. This was repeated for three moons, finally she was brought into the house, bathed and given clothing for the first time in months. Two people, a male and female informed her that she was now their pet, owned, property - nothing more than a possession. They gave her the name Béibhinn Gallagher. Béibhinn, they told her meant fair lady. Ironic in the fact, she would never be a lady, only a pet from that day hence.

She was taught how to speak, told when and what she could eat and only allowed clothing on special occasions. Those being when Master and Mistress had special company. Then she was taken from the dark and made beautiful for their guest's pleasures. The guests had varied ideas of what pleasure was. On full moons, she was hunted, brought down in fox form with darts, only to wake in human form to the worst degradations imaginable.

She learned...to please, to obey immediately or else, she would suffer greatly. Never once did she consider escape, her role in life had been well explained to her on that day. She was given culinary lessons in order to please her owners. Dancing and music lessons followed. She would be the perfect lady during those rare occasions she was allowed interaction with humans.

Nights would bring more guests and their pleasures took various forms. She was food for vampires, suffering as one in particular would call her beast over and over, never giving pleasure only suffering with those calls.

One night a scent came to her, something different, something even she recognized as "prey". The door opened and her Master called her to the top of the stairs. There she saw a lovely girl. White hair and skin with pale blue eyes. The scent came from her and her beast stirred and pushed forward as the swanmane cowered in front of her. Master grabbed her arm and pulled her back even as he pushed the swanmane down the stairs and as she screamed, turned off the lights.

In the moment, Béibhinn not only feared for her life, but knew she'd been replaced by a younger, more beautiful omega than herself. They had invited guests and these were not the usual, these were even more brutal. She was stripped and beaten, whipped with cat O nine's that had silver barbs, brutalized and broken. Then shoved into the Land Rover and driven far away to be dumped in the streets of the village of County Meath. There she was found and taken in by the first of her kind she'd ever met, other than the one that had made her.

Steven Taylon was her savior as she became his. In the battle between lycan and MoTC, Steven would find his strength again and she had found her life. This might be the end of her tale, but in truth, it's just beginning.