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He leaned over me, his eyes sparkling with excitement and something sinister, his finger still drawing gentle lines on my skin. “I want blood,” Rowan said, and suddenly his fingers pierced deep into my chest. The feeling of pain was almost non-existent but I could feel life slipping away from me. Blood gurgled in my mouth and it flowed from the corner of my mouth. “Why Rowan?” I asked, but the answer to the question became even more obvious to me. My face was poise, graceful even at the face of death. “Why did you do this? Why did you betray me?” I asked him, my hands reaching up to cup his face and he leaned into my hand, snuggling his face. Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed

The Beta called to inform him that they have a woman missing and that they are looking for her, she is accused of murdering their Luna with a cocktail of wolfsbane and liquid silver. According to the Beta, their Alpha is not doing well, which isn't surprising with his mate gone, and that the Beta has been tasked with finding the culprit and delivery her sentence, apparently he is the heir to the Alpha position and wishes to handle this situation quickly to demonstrate his ability before his succession, which is scheduled in 2 days time.

“You still come from alpha blood. Even if your dad’s brother has the role, his blood is still in you.” “Demi’s right, both of you could be mated to a beta or alpha. If not, they still brought warriors.” Nora nodded. She handed Peggy the towel. “About time.” Peggy glared at Nora. “If worse case, you don’t find your mate, you can still fuck any of them.” Lilith shrugged as she poured herself a drink. “Every room is sound proof!” “Get it, girls!” Heather stated as we all laughed. It felt good to let loose a little.

It wasn’t meant for mortals, or even for werewolves like me. The air shifted, growing colder, heavier. The forest seemed to hold its breath. Even the night creatures had gone silent, as though they knew something terrible was about to happen. I drew the dagger and sliced my palm, the pain sharp and immediate. Blood welled up, dark and red, spilling into the waiting bowl. I added Paige’s blood next, mingling our life forces together. The moment the two drops touched, a low hum vibrated through the ground beneath my feet.

Blood was seeping through his fingers and pouring freely onto the floor. "You bitch!" He screamed while writhing around on the floor in agony. "You fucking whore! I'll kill you for this!" The kitchen door burst open and Midnight was there taking in the scene. When he saw Julian on the floor, his stare turned icy and he approached the man moaning in pain. Julian began to whimper. "N...No! I know what you are! Don't come near me! Stop!" His pleading cut off with a "MMPH!" as Midnight suddenly lashed his huge paw out and slammed his head onto the ground with such force, it left a small crack in the marble floor and blood spurted from Julian's head.

She stumbled through the hallway, past cubicles and confused coworkers, until she spotted the supply closet at the end of the hall. She shoved the door open and slipped inside, slamming it shut behind her. She twisted the lock with her shaking fingers. She pressed her back against the wall, gasping for air. Her hands trembled violently. Her mind replayed the image again and again, Lucien’s fangs, sharp and inhuman, glinting under his office lights as he held that lady’s neck like prey. Her heart was beating so hard she thought it might burst through her ribs. Fangs. She’d seen fangs. Real ones. On her boss.

I came out as a whisper so soft ! He waited for me to say more , "she's just a child" more tears flow down my eyes ,I can't let this happen ,I won't be able to live if something happens to her or even any other member of my family ,I just can't let this happen. My lower lip trembles while talking it's like energy is draining out of my system "well I tried to talk things out between us ,I even asked about a normal dinner date nothing else nothing more but what do I get in return a BETRAYAL ,but it's wasn't enough I again tried to be calm around you but what do I get a wounded head ,blood dripping down my chin making a scenery on my shirt severol hits and what not and don't even let me start o

I don't have time to play. They thought that two muscular dumbos could kill me. Am I a joke to them? They should have called for a whole army. The big guy screamed as soon as I lunged at him and pierced his eye with the knife. Blood splattered from his eye, slowly staining my face. This isn’t some horror film, but anyone will be horrified to see what I did right now. A total masterpiece. The thing about killing, it’s a little addicting. Like adrenaline, the warm blood sends shivers up my spine, waking up my entire being. Wait for your turn Carmine; you’re next.