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Deep in sleep, both Lena and Yulia smiled. Neither one waking as they slid closer to each other, their heads resting together, a hand slipping through the other’s as each knew peace.
Yulia rolled onto her back. Dreaming.
“Why didn't you let me find her sooner?”
“We tried. But there is more to this than you or Lena can understand.”
“Tell me.”
“There was one, before Lena came to earth who tried to love her the way she does you. When she refused him, this one swore to take Lena, even after the promise was made between you and her. By then it was too late. In each life, this one finds you both and destroys everything. This one is self-destructive.
“Are you fucking telling me Sergi is this one?”
“Yes.” the voice replied, sounding heavy.
“What about Yana?”
Yulia felt a wave of warmth rush over her as the voice spoke.
“Yana knows because she recognizes it. She has the same thing you and Lena has with her other half. She is one of those rare people that realizes things without having to be told.”
Yulia nodded as she mulled over all of this.
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Africa~ The Amazon~ 3000 BC
Dark greenery and foliage covered the ground as a small woman struggled, running through the darkness and trying to escape her past, running from those who would hurt and kill her. Yulia had escaped from those who captured her, planning on selling the young girl into slavery. When they had stopped to rest, she had escaped, trying to run anywhere; no longer caring where she ended up as long as she escaped. Something pierced the flesh of her left hip. Stinging but not hurting, she looked down and saw a dart protruding from her slender thigh. Before she could react, her body fell to the ground. The world sinking from beneath her feet.
Lena stared down at the girl who rested on the fur-covered dais in her lodge. She was quiet and beautiful with shoulder length hair that was black as midnight, and tanned smooth sleek skin, her body toned, but she was rather small. The Amazons and their queen have been tracking the young girl for three days, seeing if she had what it took to become one of them. She had proven herself, running night and day without sleep, stopping only long enough to drink from the stream, and eat berries and foliage she found. She had much spirit. Already, Lena felt a connection for the nameless beauty. She had adopted her under her care; Lena had sworn her life to protect this one. And no one would dare argue with the queen warrior of the Amazons. Standing, she raised to her full height, only a few inches taller than the brunette. The dark curls separated her from the rest of the clan who were mostly dark haired and tan skinned. Lena remained pale, her body was softer and rounder than the rest of them, her smooth arms covered in skins, the laced top leaving her bare stomach exposed. The skirt cut high over her thighs to give her free movement when she fought. The wind blew as she caught a scent of something unfamiliar. Her spear in hand, she closed her eyes, drawing the senses to her. Her eyes shot open in surprise as the spear was ripped from her grasp. Turning, she saw the younger girl, the sharp deadly blade pointed at her throat.
“Let me go.” said Yulia savagely. She jumped back as Lena's hand knocked the blade from her hand and dived onto the younger girl. Hands and legs tangled as they rolled. The clan quickly gathered after hearing rustling from the camp. Both struggled in silence. Lena rolled on top, her dark green eyes triumphing as she held the girl down. The violent blue eyes staring up at her, a compelling need came over her as she bent and kissed the girl softly on the lips. Other Amazon warriors gasped. Many of them were envious, wanting to be in the young girl’s place. Yulia bit Lena's lip, hard and drew her legs up around Lena's hips when she was most vulnerable. Rolling, she forced her way on top and pinned Lena to the forest floor. Breasts heaving, Lena remained motionless, her eyes dark as the panting woman touched her body along the entire length of Lena's body. Taking control, Yulia bent her head returning the kiss, her mouth parting Lena's, stroking each other’s body lightly as the battle of wills turned gentler. The Amazons around them nodded. Queen Lena had met her match in battle, and in love.
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