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Cleanup in aisle five!

Beta Damon

I barely take one step towards the bastard, and he starts screaming as if I touched his private parts. For the record- I wouldn't. Ever. Even with a ten-foot pole. Fuck it, even with two poles and a pair of rubber gloves.

"Soo, what was the saying you used to love to use against Zeno now, huh? Ah, that's right: why don't you man up and stop acting like a little bitch?" I grin as I crouch next to him.

The look on his face is priceless, and honestly, I start understanding why Nero is always on such a high whenever he takes down those asshole Alphas.

To know that one has wronged so many people and is about to face the consequences by your hand is one addictive fucking sensation. Possibly better than sex.

"I-I," he tries to stutter, but I raise my hand in front of his face to stop him. This is my moment, and I intend to enjoy every fucking second I can get.

"How does it feel?" I whisper the question as he raises his eyebrow in question. A chuckle leaves me as I shake
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Evie
damm! perfect death scene! I love it!!
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Zena Whichard
Damon is the best!!!
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Carrie Brown
that was a perfect death for that piece of.... you know
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