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He was quiet, actually the whole room was quiet, you could hear a pin drop. “Pathetic” I said and I didn’t even know why I was sobbing. I steeled myself. “Pathetic little wolf pack” I turned to Arian, “I reject you As my fated Mate Arian Oswald” I felt it almost instantly. “No!” A wave of pain and nausea hit me almost immediately. When it passed, it was still there, I felt it in my very soul, that it was there. But before I could say anything else, I felt dizzy and everything went dark.

“Hurry, Father. You must help Ian!” Adam steeled his nerves, took a deep breath, and forced his legs to take him across the hot, charred ground as fast as he could. He had to weave around a few spirits who were so opaque and dense that they could have easily passed as real people. He debated whether they were even aware of him as they moved aimlessly about in a zombie like manner.

Hestia screamed, then I can feel her moving her hips, at the same time with my thrusting fingers. I can feel her legs quivering as I continued to thrust my fingers inside her and tease her G-spot. "Holy!! Fuck!!! Hecate!!!" She screamed as she greedily takes my fingers inside her. "Ahhh!!! Im cumming!!!" Hestia screamed burying her face against my neck. Hearing her moans is like jazz music in my ears. I intensified the movements of my fingers inside her, then after a few more hard thrusts and teasing her G-spot, I felt her body spasm in pleasure as her pleasure broke like a dam against my fingers.

Serena felt dirty, it turned her stomach to think she was almost raped by a drunk man, wanting to tell Alex that she was fine, she found herself the moment she opened her mouth, throwing up every contents in her belly, she felt weak and almost wanted to fall when Alex quickly held her.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

"Huh, should it seem as if they were killed by a serial killers? No too dark." Even though it wasn't her first kill, it felt different. The sensation that rushed through her spine when his blood splattered on her left cheek was exhilarating. The unrelated lives she took in her previous line of work never made her feel anything, no remorse, no closure, nothing. But she was now different, sort of reborn, driven by a vengeful thirst for blood. She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work.

"Ty said my eyes were red, my eyes turned red Chloe, they turned red just from killing that guy. That means I'm one of them." "Don't say that. You are not one of them and you need to stop beating yourself up, you only defended yourself." "You don't understand I don't feel guilty for killing that man that bastard tried to rape me. I feel guilty for drinking his blood, and guess what Chloe? I loved it, his blood was so good, I used to think the taste of blood bags Mr. Ross used to give me was the same as the taste of human blood, but it's not, it's so different. It's better, it makes me stronger." I don't know what to say to that because it looks like she's just saying what she's experienced.