A THIEF WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE A THIEFThe sounds of many voices mingling with each other awakes Bloodstain from the first peaceful sleep she had in her entire life. She rubs her eyes with the back of her hands and takes a few seconds to make her vision focus on the image of two humans in front of you, a male and a female."Ah, so finally the liar woke up," the female says and starts walking toward Bloodstain, but Cynthia stops her."Stop it, Carla," Cynthia's tired voice sounds firmly."You must have lost your mind, you old woman!""I told you, you should have left her at the old folks' home," the male says and rolls his eyes impatiently."What's happening? Who are they? Bloodstain questions herself as she hugs her knees against her chest and closes her eyes tightly. All the screaming hurts her sensitive ears."Get out of the way, Mom!" The young woman pushes the oldest out of the way, who falls on the bed.With firm footsteps the woman approaches Bloodstain and brutally grabs he
THE BRAND ONLY HURTS IN ONEEyes like a night without stars meets eyes like a sea of blood. One is innocent and fearful and the other is spiteful and murderous. How can they be destined?Breathing gets hard, both of their hearts racing. Everything that was cold, now seems to be burning. With each step that Occisor takes back, a pain strikes his neck, forcing him to return to his human form. Bloodstain also feels her body being forced to change back.When she lifts her gaze to look at him, she sees a naked man. She had never seen a man naked before and certainly not one so beautiful.He's virile and muscular, while she's just bone and skin. With her face burning, she raises her hands to cover it, but then realizes that she's also naked, which further increases her embarrassment. The silence is cut by the man's howl of pain. Frightened, she sees lines of smoke rising from the ground caused by the heat emanating from his body.Why is he in so much pain? She asks herself as she watches hi
EATING WITH HER MATE'S FAMILYOccisor opens the entrance door to the second private floor, regardless of the officers' gazes and hears no sound coming from inside. Where are they? He enters their private area.Without any care, he takes the girl off his shoulder and throws her to the ground. Bloodstain holds back the groan of pain that tries to escape out her throat and massages her ass.Still naked, Occisor walks to the corridor and goes towards the third door, which is where Margaret's room is. Before he can knock and ask her for help, he hears her moaning. He rolls his eyes and walks to the first door of the hall, Mary's room, but she is not there.Where is she when I need her? He walks to the laundry room and takes the first dress he sees."Put it on," he commanded, throwing it in the girl's face. Without saying anything else, he walks back towards the hallway, this time to his room to get dressed.Bloodstain smells the dress, it smells like roses. She entwines the fabric on her f
YOUR MATE'S BED IS ALSO YOURS"It was the right choice," Mary whispers to herself, trying to convince herself she did the right thing as she heads toward her room.It's been two hours since dinner ended. Sasha's scent was very strong, bothering everyone's nose. Mary helped her take a bath properly. On the rare times that the girl cleaned herself in her old home, it was only with a damp cloth in the intimacy between her legs and armpits. Her teeth were only brushed once on the day she ran away. But Mary gave her a toothbrush just for her to use.The second floor of the base has only two bathrooms, one is inside Mary's room and the other at the last door of the hallway. The first to shower was Margaret, Mary decided that she would take a bath with Sasha in the hallway bathroom and Occisor was last in line.That night, it was the first time that the young woman's black hair had been washed and smelled good, untangled. Her nails were cleaned, leaving no dirt on the corners. Mary gave her
SASHA'S NEVER SEEN SO MANY BOOKS BEFOREThe weather is great today and Sasha feels her wolf plead to be let out to run free. But what would happen if she did it? A snowflake falls from the sky and lands on her nose, melting on her skin. Sasha smiles. She doesn't have much to do. After Mary left with Margaret, she thought she could spend her time cleaning, but the whole place is impeccably clean.Behind her, sitting on the couch, her mate is reading a book. She wants to talk, but he has been so rude that Sasha is afraid to even look in his direction.Just breathe. What's the worst that can happen? She miles forcibly. She can no longer stand the heavy silence in the room. With hesitant steps, the young woman gets up from her chair and walks to the sofa; she sits next to her mate and inhales his scent. He smells like herbs.Occisor notices she's restless, but just turns another page in his book. It's not like he's paying attention to it, he's not reading anything, he just doesn't want to
JEALOUSY? A WALK IN THE FORESTOne moon later…The faint rays of sunlight touch Sasha's delicate face. In just one week, the dark circles below her eyes have faded, the blue tone in her iris is alive, and now she manages to smile carefreely. Since her mate granted her permission to read in the library, her days have been ones of great adventure. Most of the time she sits there, her eyes glazed in the sets of words that create a beautiful story. The only time she meets Occisor is at mealtime, but they don't exchange a word. For the first four days, she tried to maintain a dialogue, but realized she was talking to herself.Talking to a door would be more productive than talking to the man next to her.Despite the shy and rare rays of sun, the air released in the sigh of the young girl dances with the wind. It's still early, when she woke up, Occisor was no longer inside the room, so she took the opportunity to watch the sky and the forest. How I miss feeling the wind over my snout, she
A STORMY NIGHT"It smells great!" Sasha says as she watches Occisor throw the seasonings into the pot. "What's today's meat?""Moose."Happiness seems to overflow from the young girl's little body. For two days, Occisor has been more susceptible to interactions with his mate and even though it's only a few words, only at dinner time, for Sasha, it already makes a total difference. The feeling of loneliness diminished two percent."Go take the plates," he says without looking at her, eyes focused on the meat he's preparing.Occisor likes to prep the meat with a mix of spices, chopped onion, pepper, cilantro, garlic and salt. Both the smell and the taste leave him with his mouth salivating. And during that week, Occisor realized that his mate likes the way he prepares the meat too. Which, in his opinion, made everything simpler, since he would refuse to prepare two kinds of meat."One day will you teach me how to do this?" Sasha asks as she approaches the stove and inhales the smell a l
HUNTING FOR THE FIRST TIMESasha couldn't sleep. In her mind she wondered what their relationship would be like if they had consummated the union? Would Occisor treat her better? Would he be affectionate, loving, devoted to her? These are questions she has no answer for.Even though she didn't sleep, she doesn't have the courage to see if he's still asleep. The possibility of him going back on his word is big, after all, she refused him. Will he be cold to me again? Her heart is sad, she does not want to go back to being like they were on her first days there.Occisor can feel sadness coming from his mate, even if he does not want to. He also didn't sleep a wink during the stormy night. He sighs loudly, drawing Sasha's attention as she shrinks into the sheets. Without saying a word, he gets up from the bed and leaves the bedroom. He walks to the bathroom and brushes his teeth.Occisor has a cleaning process, especially with his own body. While many only bathe once a week, if he doesn'