Conflicted
Images of her breasts bouncing flash through my mind, and I smile—all mine.
I watch her white lycan form as she approaches the first human maid. This is it; there is no going back to the old ways after this. These females will either die or change. They will either find mates or go rogue like so many others.
Vanessa grabs the first girl with visible reluctance, but she doesn't hesitate. The maid exposes her neck, and Vanessa bites. The latch is a good one, and after a few moments, the maid begins to show signs of feeling the venom. I ignore her cries as my mate moves onto the next female and the next. Soon all 24 maids are in different stages of agony, and I can tell it is bothering my mate.
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