Yet she was alone.

Inuyasha had been toying with her for months, though she didn't know why she allowed his shy and often clumsy attempts at affection. Sesshoumaru had held her attention for about ten minutes, she wasn't into the 'Ice Prince' facade even if he did reek of a powerful alpha-to-be. Inutaisho, the gentle yet strict father of her previous suitors, Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru, had driven her mad with his scent. The mere mention of the man's name sent her blood pounding in her ears. But, alas, the Demon Lord who'd been revived by the Shikon no Tama would not approach her in that way and tactfully retreated to further lands on nights of the full moon when Gypsy's heat was strong. He had too much honor to take a female who was younger than his youngest son to his bed.

Gypsy snarled in frustration, her eyes moved heavenward. It was coming tonight. In a few short hours the full moon would rise and Gypsy would banish herself to Earth to escape the males of her tribe. Volo especially. Volo was the son of the former alpha male, and he'd ascended the throne after his fathers death. With silvery gray hair and cutting gold eyes, he made quite the handsome figure-- but Gypsy hated him. Underneath it he was an evil and conniving bastard who she vowed silently to see dead. The only other male she could stomach long enough to have conversation with was Kanyon, Volo's brother. His hair was of softer silver than his brohter, his eyes were aqua for some weird reason-- and he was so soft and gentle it made her want to puke. His intentions with her were strictly that of brother and sister, even though it was highly rumored that in her twentieth year she was to mate one or the other of the former leaders sons.

She sighed and started for the portal buried in the waterfall that would lead her back to the earthly realm. Going back to the modern realm was her only hope of escaping the situation. In her home there, the temptation was not as great and she had ice cream to comfort her. Gypsy stopped, her ears catching the sound of breaking twigs and a rattle of leaves.

"Whose there?" She turned around quickly, ready to defend herself if she needed to. Instead though, she came eye to eye with another ookami.

"Just me, Gypsy!" Kouga smiled warmly, his inky black hair swaying carelessly in the breeze that he'd strirred up. "Hey where ya going?"

"Home." She motioned towards the sky. Since she was currently in the feudal era/underworld, depends on who you ask-- the general concensus was that the modern earthly realm was up.

"Aww, that's no fun. I was hoping to go hunting with you tonight." He winked.

"Um, yeah. The full moon is tonight and I'm safer among humans--"

Kouga's nose worked, she was right. The late afternoon air was beginning to carry her spicy essence as she slipped into heat. He knew the full effect would not strike until after twilight gave way to the velvetty darkness, then even he might not be able to hold back.

Grinning slightly, Gypsy caught his actions but decided not to embarrass him. "Yeah. Well I'll just be going."

"Can I walk with you?" He started to follow her, not waiting for a reply.

Gypsy was used to Kouga's antics. Truth was she liked the big male who lead the Northern Wolfpack, but she held out no hope for a union-- since the Northern wolves were often at war witht he Eastern Pack, where Gypsy called home. Usually it was ronin males caught trifling with the easier females from the other tribes that started the fights.

The silence that was between them as they walked wasn't uncomfortable. Though they spent very little time together, the two of them seemed to connect as if by unseen force. Gypsy had never dwelled on this, she was just glad to have someone to occasionally chat with who didn't see her was warrior, care giver, or an object to lust after and pursue for mere staus symbol.

At the waterfall, she turned to Kouga. "Well, I guess I'll be going. I should be back by next week."

He stared at her through blue crystal eyes, the sun was setting in the west, her musk was stronger. "Take me with you. You know I love going to Earth."

She sighed and placed a hand over her forehead, "We already been over this, Kouga. You just can't-- not this time."

She nodded a little, not really feeling like being alone tonight anyways. "Fine, but hands off!"

He nodded in agreement and followed her through the sparkling waterfall to the portal that would open in Gypsy's huge walk in closet. When he opened his eyes again, recovering from the swirling vortex of light that carried them from one era to the next.

Kouga rubbed his stomach and growled, "Damn it-- I can't get used to this!"

"Yeah, it takes a while for it," she said. "I lost my lunch the first time and Inuyasha prefers the well.

She walked into a decidely large kitchen, looking into the refridgerator for soda's. Finding one she handed it to Kouga, "You remember these? Kagome had some once--"

"So, how's Ayame?" Gypsy was more teasing, knowing that Kouga and Ayame weren't even on speaking terms after the whole hot spring incident where Ayame had set up kouga to be found with her naked in the water by her father.

Kouga flashed her a snarl and drank again before replying. "I hope the bitch is gone for good. She almost forced us to get married! What the hell is with her? Can't she take no for an answer?"

"Good males are hard to find." Gypsy whispered to herself, but Kouga had heard her.

"So you're telling me none of the good stock in the Eastern wolfpack interests you?" He looked amused, pulling himself up to sit ont he kitchen island as he watched Gypsy remove a whole chicken and steak from the fridge.

"Apparently, they expect me to marry Volo. I hate him. I cannot be forced into love, or any union for that matter, that I don't want to be in. He's an evil bastard." She grumbled. "Inuyasha is pretty sweet-- but he's so- just no."

Kouga rolled his eyes deeply, "Okay lets agree not to talk about Inuyasha, okay? Damn fool has no idea what to do with a real woman who isn't a sniveling schoolgirl."

"Kikyou was not a schoolgirl," Gypsy said in defense of the undead miko who she'd grown quite fond of since Kikyou had shown her how to control her own healing miko powers.

"My point exactly!" Kouga held up his forefinger dramactically. "And is he with her?"

She shook her head with a giggle and tossed the raw chicken and steak into the oven to warm up. "You like yours raw don't you?"

Kouga growled in appreciation, "Yeah but not frozen."

"In that case, dinner will be served in about five minutes!" She dug through a cabinet to find a bottle of wine and some glasses. Okay, raw steak and chicken with red wine might not sound romantic to human ears, but Kouga and Gypsy were after all ookami.

Kouga wiped blood from his lips, the steak in his left hand was thawed out to a room temprature and that was all he required. "This is not the kinda meat I'm used to-- what is it again?"

"T-bone." Gypsy replied, tearing another bite off her own steak. She watched in amusement as Kouga encountered wine for the first time outside his own era.

"Too damned sweet!" he sputtered with a growl. "I prefer sake."

Gypsy merely chuckled and licked her fingers clean of the juiced from the meat before stepping out out of the dining room into her bed chambers and slipping open the glass door. The full moon was blinding as it filtered through the trees that surrounded her house. At first he didn't follow, too busy tearing into chicken with both hands to mind what the bitch was doing. The he heard it.. the soft moan and a growl that was unmistakeable to his ears for anything other than an ookami female in pleasure.

On the warm night breeze, Kouga's nose detected a spicy musk that smelled like vanilla... it was Gypsy's essence. A growl escaped him that was not of his own making, he hadn't though he'd be able to pick up her scent in this realm-- at least not this strongly. He tossed the chicken bone in the blue wastebasket and licked his fingers clean as he approached the door.

The white sheer curtain billowed on the wind like a wave of white silk that concealed to him what he really wanted to see. Moving with a wolf's stealth, he tugged the sheer aside and observed the sight before him. Gypsy was sprawled naked on a chaise lounge; her face bathed in the light of a full blue moon that made the light perspiration on her face shimmer like small diamonds. Her tanned skin was cast under the moonlight to an almost purplish glow that seemed unearthly. Another snarl curled his lips, his youkai calling out for him to go to her. Her breasts, rounded and full, were topped with rock-hard nipples that grew firmer in the cool air.

"Damn.." Kouga swept his eyes downward, flicking his tongue over his lips. The air around her was so charged now that he could taste her on his lips.

Gypsy was oblivious to his presence, until then. Her finger's danced along her smooth thighs and downward to graze her soaked and slightly swollen femaleness. Hearing the muttered curse she opened her eyes, they glowed the color of sapphires, and sparkled with the reflection of stars above her.

Their eyes met and locked, her lips parted to say something but Kouga beat her to it. "Gypsy, damn it-- I-- I--"

"You want to join don't you?" Her voice was not her own, it was raspy and sensually charged with her need. His fur kilt twitched involuntarily as the arousal rose inside it, tenting it slightly. Gypsy snarled, Kouga's musky male arousal driving her beyond rational reasoning.

"I can't-- it wouldn't be right." He sputtered softly, trying to move backwards a little as she stood. His erection was pressed too painfully inside his fur armor for him to go too fast, this thing was not meant for him to get aroused in.

Gypsy's lips drew back a bit farther into a wicked smile that made Kouga's skin prickle. Her desire shone like a star in her dialated pupils. She was naked, and not ashamed of it either-- her leather armor shucked somewhere on the second story veranda. The full moon sat now on the horizon behind her, creating a silouette of her body, her inner thighs shimmered with moisture. The heady scent sent Kouga's senses into overdrive. He was losing control to his youkai-- why had he followed her here?

"Who cares what's right or wrong?" Gypsy softly whispered, her hands resting now on his shoulders, fingers curling in the fur on his shoulder armor.

"Damn it, bitch." He closed his eyes in defeat, taking in a good inhale of her scent. "You want it?"

Her glowing eyes answered that for him, and his youkai took over. Kouga slammed her against the wall, arms above her head pinned by the wrists, her body pinned between him and the wall so she was no longer the one in charge. His lips claimed hers harshly, bruising them with his passion. Gypsy had little choice but open her lips for his tongues exploration or risk him forcing the skin to break to gain entry. He paused and looked down at her, tracing her chin with his free hands foreclaw, "You got it. Can you handle it?"

She didn't reply again, just ground their hips together again, lightly tracing her tongue along his throat with a smirk when she felt his hardened cock against her stomach. Many males had had her in this position before, but none had ever lit this fire in her-- and none had ever gone as far as Kouga was about to. Gypsy, with a hand that trembled, plunged her hand down Kouga's thigh and then back up-- lifting his skirt with it till she found his shaft-- standing at full attention for her.

"Shit.." he moaned when her claws traced around the sensitive head that had swollen to an impressive size. He rocked into her touch, twitching and pulsing for more of her ministrations. He pushed her back a little, released her arms, and took half a step back, his armor clanking to the floor at their feet. "I can't b'lieve I let you get to me this way."

"You wanted it, Kouga." She replied, her tail wrapping around her thigh to tickle his. Like Kouga and all other ookami spirits, Gypsy had a full and very real tail. And she loved having it rubbed...

Kouga laced his fingers through her bushy tail, dragging them to the tip and back up again in the soft silky fur. "I think I shall take you like nasty little bitch you are tonight."

Gypsy's body sang with heat, her blood seemed too hot for her veins. Even the brief moment Kouga was away seemed too much for her and her thighs shifted in effort to appease the tingling heat building in her womanhood. "I'm- a-- Virgin.."

Kouga cocked his head to the side. "That's even possible?"

She snarled at him, "There's only one way for you to find out."

"Indeed." Kouga was rough with the next moevement that threw her from the wall to the bed in one swift motion, and before she could think, he was on her. His knees planted on either side of her thighs, Kouga rested his cock on her stomach, smiling as her small belly ring dragged across the swollen vein on the bottom. He clenched his teeth for control.

Gypsy wrapped her arms around his waist and her nails tickled his skin when they skittered up to his shoulders. Leaning closer, he licked each begging nipple, then traced the aereole. She moved slightly, panting a bit more and trying to grind herself against him. Kouga had been with females before, but none like Gypsy and he wasn't sure how patient she'd be or how much teasing she'd take before she lashed out at him-- some bitches were tempremental about that kind of thing.

"Kouga.." she whimpered when his fangs grazed the side of her left breast, teasing in the valley between the DD sized appendages. "Please Kouga.."

"I dunno Gypsy," he said with a wince as her nails hooked him. "I aint ever been with a virgin."

"Just fucking fuck me!" She almost screamed, arching upwards, her body looking for soething to appease the ache that had settled into her lower belly. The presence of a male only made it worse this time, and she'd never experienced such strong feelings of lust or whatever it was.

Moving slightly downward, Kouga ducked his head between her thighs and took another sniff, that scent was burned on his brain now-- his tongue went out and across her inner thighs first, lapping up the wetness there. Gypsy squirmed, she wanted his tongue on her burning core. The heat radiated from her body, Kouga could smell the salt in her sweat and feel his own perspiration beading up and dripping from his forehead.

Carefully, he darted the tip of his tongue against her very swollen clit. Gypsy's eyes widened and she arched up off the bed with a scream that threatened to rip his eardrums in two. Roughly he parted her thighs more and assaulted the wet slit with his tongue, enjoying the rush of fluid that flooded from her and into his mouth. She tasted exactly like she smelled-- like sweet vanilla. No more words were needed, he knew she was more than ready for him.

Gypsy ground against Kouga's lips, demanding more from him. The male ookami was rather enjoying this, seeing the almighty Eastern Ookami Warrior writhing before him begging like a needy bitch for him to fuck her. He slipped a finger inside her, smiling when he felt just how tight she was around his finger. He thought for a moment that he might not fit into her...

Flexing his finger he found the maiden barrier inside her, and smiled. She hadn't been lying, she was a virgin. "Well my little Gypsy bitch-- looks like you were right. You are a virgin."

She squirmed in a mix of pain and pleasure. "Of course I am.. are you gonna change that?"

Kouga slipped forward gracefully, removing his finger and placing the head of his cock against her opening. "Sweet Gypsy.." he murmured low into her ear. "Are you ready-- ready for me fuck that sweet tight little pussy of yours?"

She moaned in reply, nodding slightly as he claimed her lips with his own and arched his hips forward and driving himself into her as gently as his youkai would allow. Kouga paused for a moment, the head of his cock resting against her virginity for a moment before he shoved his way into her-- shattering the barrier.

The pain was like white hot fire, fueling her flames a bit more. She wanted to scream but Kouga had kissed her to keep her from deafening him when he broke her. Pausing, he allowed her to adjust then began his first thrust. Gypsy's lips left his, and their eyes met. She was no longer a virgin, and nothing would ever be the same again.

Kouga couldn't wait any more, his hips twitching in demand to thrust. Gypsy pressed her forehead against his shoulder, her fingers loosening his ponytail until it shrouded her face like a black silk curtain as she rocked into him as best she could for his weight on her. With a feral growl, Kouga sank his teeth into her shoulder so deep he could feel the tissue begin to break under the strain. Gypsy cried out as her orgasm seized her suddenly. Her body stiffened beneath him, her tight inner walls tightening around his pulsing, weeping cock. Kouga squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, feeling his release building quite suddenly. He had not expected to finish so soon, but the pull of the females body on him brought him over the edge quickly. Kouga had meant to pull out but his knot formed so fast he was tied in a mere second before he knew it was happening.

With a hearty groan, he felt a burst of molten seed from deep inside him burst out and into the wolf bitch's tight heat. The last two acts, tying up and coming into her, were not planned. He had intended to pull out at the last moment, but once he felt that familiar tingle it was too late to do so without causeing her serious pain by ripping his swollen member from her. Instinctively he fell to the left to avoid smashing her under his weight and pulled her against hsi chest tightly.

Gypsy's eyes fluttered open a few minutes later, Kouga's fangs were still buried in her neck and he was still joined to her, holding her in place with his legs wrapped around hers. He sensed her wakefulness just as his own senses began to return, and he gently eased his teeth from her shoulder. The smell of blood, sweat, and sex filled the room like a thick choking haze. Kouga shifted lightly, his movements bring Gypsy to climax around him again. Apparently she got off on having him tyed to her, and when he moved he was touching the fabled G-spot, or maybe Gypsy was just that damned kinky.

All through the night Kouga and Gypsy lay tyed together, neither in a hurry to break the bond. Kouga knew Gypsy would do it herself in the morning, and as he sifted his fingers through her waist long golden hair, he felt a twinge of regret at that. Gypsy made soft noises that sounded more like a pup than the begging bitch she'd been earlier, he smiled as he watched her sleep, wondering if she'd want round two when she woke up..

Part Three

With dawns first light, Kouga felt his knot dissipate enough that he could remove himself from Gypsy's warmth.

She moaned at the loss of him, her eyes flickering open, she couldn't believe he'd stayed.

"What the Hell?" She bolted into a sitting position, her hand going to the very tender bite on her left shoulder. "Why are you still here?"

"We both know the answer to that." Kouga stretched a bit, feeling quite confident. "As a wolf-youkai you should know that I cannot move once tyed."

She snarled at him, "I didn't ask for this and if you tell anyone about it I'll--"

"You'll do what?" Kouga's cerulean eyes narrowed. "We did nothing wrong here."

Gypsy stared at him blankly for what seemed like eternity, her eyes plainly screaming he was an idiot and had no idea what he was talking about. "Kouga-- I-- I'm a warrior. If this gets out it makes me look soft."

"Ain't nothing soft about the way you fuck." Kouga sat up to and pointed to the long array of welts made by her claws from his shoulder to his lower back. "You fuck like you fight-- ruthlessly. I wouldn't mind having you when you're not under the moons influence."

"Shut up!" Gypsy's eyes snapped wide open. "Oh Kami's what have I let you do?!"

"Why you getting so bent outta shape, Gypsy? It was just a good time. You act like you were the first virgin to ever get carried away." He softly touched her shoulder, so she tucked her leg under her and turned to face him directly.

"Kouga- I.." She looked down, tearing her eyes away

His eyes slid from her face to her tail, which rested on the bed behind her. As if to comfort her, he reached over to rub the tip with his fingers. "It was my fault. I don't know what I was thinking."

"What else? That'd you'd get laid." She jerked herself from the bed, heading to the bathroom. She called from the other room, "Well was it good?"

"You were there you tell me." He snapped, annoyed with her attitude. "Are you always bitchy like this when you wake up?"

"Only when I wake up with YOU." She replied.

Kouga stopped a minute, placing his feet on the floor her made a face of confusion, "Exactly how many times have we been together in bed?"

"Well there was that Christmas party at the Shrine.."

"I mean naked!" Kouga snapped, entering the bathroom with her.

Gypsy whirled around and shrieked, "Oh my Gods! You're naked! Out! You can't do that in here!"

"You sure didn't have a problem with it last night! Don't tell me you're scared of cock now?" Kouga fumbled for the toilet-- an annoying contraption he'd learned how to use his last trip here.

"No! I mean-- it's-- just--" She blushed the same color as the hot pink camisole and lace shorts she had put on.

"So big?" Kouga replied with a wolfish grin. "Trust me, bitch, this is nothing-- I ain't even hard yet."

"Yet?" Her eyes grew wide and blushing more she darted out of the small bathroom, trying to pretend that the site of Kouga's bared and very muscular back didn't make her a bit warm. Kouga smirked again, he'd smelled her spike in scent.

Finishing up, Kouga re-entered the bedroom, still in his birthday suit. "Have you calmed down now?"

She glared at him. "Do I look like it?"

He shrugged, "Fine-- I want something to eat."

Gyspy was suddenly hanging onto his arm. "You can't go out there like that!!!"

"Why the Hell not? Is there someone out there?" He raised a brow.

"No! I mean no one but us here but you're NAKED!!" She blocked the door with her body-- arms spread out.

"And again-- you didn't mind it last night!" Kouga was trying to remain calm but he was growing annoyed.

"Well I couldn't see--- THAT!" he motioned at his thighs, blushing again.

"Oh yeah! That's right-- cause it was inside you all night," he said with a conceited grin that made Gypsy wanna slug him. The male ookami leaned closer, "Don't worry Gypsy, he won't hurt you. In fact, I think he likes you."

Gypsy stared at him as he walked past her and towards the stairs. "Fuck you, Kouga!"

"You did! Mulitiple times!" Came the non-chalant reply floating up the stairs. "Let me get some breakfast and I'll do it again if you want."

Gypsy leaned against the bedroom door, she wasn't sure what it was she wanted from Kouga. He hadn't done anything. At least not anything she didn't want him to do. Muttering she rubbed her forehead. Ayame would be looking for her head, Inuyasha would be on the war path and the world was slowly coming to an end. No longer a virgin, she now emitted a stronger musk, which meant everyone would know eventually and this might even cost her the title alpha female! Surely an experienced female could not mate the alpha's son.

"Not that I was going to anyways.." She mumbled as she descended the stairs to find Kouga eating bacon-- raw. The kitchen smelled of something warm and sweet, cinnamonly...

"You're making cinnamon rolls?" She asked incredulously, relieved to see he'd pulled on a pair of her black sweatpants.

"Yeah."

"But how? How do you know how to do that?" She peeked in the oven door to see the golden rolls beggining to puff up.

"First of all, any dumbass could open a can and put them on a pan. And number two, I don't know really-- when I came through that vortex its like I know things I didn't know before." Kouga stuffed another pale slice of bacon in his mouth.

"Yeah, I forgot-- the vortex does that. It primes you for whatever culture you're entering." Gypsy explained, finding a seat on a barstool. "That explains why Inuyasha can program the VCR clock."

Kouga seemed disintrested as he went about spreading the sticky goo on top of the cinnamon buns. He looked up and smirked suggestively at Gypsy before licking his fingers slowly, sucking on the tip of his middle digit with a soft moan. Gypsy gave him a withering stare then averted her eyes to hide the dusky pink blush at all the images this conjured up in her head.

"Must you be so--" She growled, not able to think of the word.

"What? Hungry?"

"Suggestive!" She snapped, lurching from the stool with all the grace of a six legged dog and pushed passed him to grab some orange juice.

"See, your mind went to the gutter." Kouga pointed out, "I was just having some of this sweet goo on my finger. So who has the dirty mind here?"

She didn't turn to face him yet, her eyes were trained on the pitcher of orange liquid she was pouring. "Kouga how long do you intend to stay here, and just how are we going to explain this to everyone back in the underworld?"

"It ain't none of their business, really. I mean what we do in our own bedroom.."

"My bedroom," she corrected.

"Whatever, Gypsy. I'm just saying this doesn't have to be the end of the damned world that you're acting like it is." Kouga was becoming exasperated. "Worse case scenario they won't let you marry Volo, and you weren't going to anyways. You hate the fucker, and I've heard you say it a hundred times. In fact, the pack will probably be glad it wasn't Inuyasha or Sesshomaru."

That was true, she knew it. Inuyasha was not approved of by the wolf tribe because he was both Inu and hanyou, and any pups she and him created would be weak and possibly full human. Sesshomaru was not nearly as hated by them but he was still Inu, and the pups would be wolfdog demons. But that didn't mean they were in love with Kouga either, as a leader of a rival pack there would be serious objection to the alliance. Unless they thought Gypsy was preparing to bring peace to the tribes. A small smile crossed her face, maybe that would work.

"What are you thinking?" Kouga asked her when she turned around. The emotions on her face were alarming as he knew how utterly unpredictable Gypsy could be.

"You know you and I together isn't a bad idea. It might bring peace to the ookami.." She started, but he waved her silent.

"I could give a rats ass about the peace you speak of. You think us fucking will make things better? Trust me, it won't. It's gonna start all out war-- and even if we did bring peace to the tribes, it wouldn't take long for some fuck up to start the trouble up all over again. It's how things work. Besides, I do what I want when I want when I'm in my personal life as we are now." Kouga explained briefly. "We both know that last night was not about fucking making peace. It was about lust and passion."

Again she growled low in her chest, tail swishing. "Damn you, I hate when you're right about shit."

"Good then we agree." He held out a cream covered cinnamon bun and watched as she devoured it, then he went back to his own bun and raw bacon.

"So where to from here?" Gypsy asked quietly.

Kouga could tell by the look in her eyes something had changed, and not nessecarily in a bad way. A bit baffled as to what to say he shrugged, "I guess wherever you wanna go. Maybe you can take me to that 'mall' thing.."

"No. I didn't mean go somewhere, I meant-- like you and I--"

His head snapped up, blue eyes widened. "So now theres a you and I?"

"I don't know, is there?" Gypsy looked more confused than usual, he thought.

"One day at a time, Gypsy. One day at a time." Kouga replied. "Now I gotta get some clothes-- you got a shirt to match this get up?"

"Yeah, follow me." She lead him into the bedroom. "You still wanna go to the mall?"

"We could." He touched her chin, his eyes searching hers. He was almost shy about saying the next words that came out of his mouth for fear that the soft blue gems he was staring at would harden at him. "Or we can stay here."

Gypsy's face was unreadable. She was too well trained to hide her emotion in battle, and her coldness reminded him of Sesshomaru. Here before him was an ookami warrior who feared nothing-- except herself. Kouga shook his head, Gypsy was no Ayame for sure. Gypsy was much more confusing and hard to figure out.

"Maybe we should go back." Gypsy sighed. She was truly afraid to stay here one more second with Kouga, and the scent of that fear made him a bit nauseus. He took it to mean she didn't like him at all.

That could have never been further from the truth. But in the same sense it was true and Gypsy craved her freedom from this situation before it snowballed into something she could not control. However; even she and Kouga knew that last nights actions had permanantly changed the course of the life they knew forever...

Kouga sighed and reached for his armor, donning it with no help. It made him wonder why he kept his servants around at all, he could take care of himself. The whirling vortex spun crazily before him behind the secret door at the back of Gypsy's closet.