My Girlfriend Is A Serial killer

CASEY POV

This is the third time this week," I have lamented as I inspect the body of a torn-apart thug who was constantly disturbing the city.

My Name is Casey Robert an inspector from the state office investigative district and I found bodies lying everywhere in the attic of a farm house.

I had left for work in the morning and drove my black Toyota down the main street before stopping at the crime scene I was called for the day before the inspection.

It was an old wooden house in which termites had started infesting it. To be precise, it was a story building. I got out of my car and took ten steps to the wooden oak door.

" hello! "Is anybody home?" I had called from the outside, but there was no reply except for the creaking of the door and the echo coming from inside the building.

It was as quiet as a graveyard—even quieter than that of a graveyard. "Who lives here anyways?" I taught to my self as I inspected the dusty rooms and found only heaps of biscuit litter lying on the floor.

I turned to retire to the door step when I made eye contact with a werewolf.

I couldn't move and I was just wondering what i was going to say to the human monster staring quietly at me.

"Sorry to intrude but can I go now?" I asked hurriedly as I wanted to leave this place in one piece but I stopped as the huge white wolf turned into a beautiful young lady with the qualities men wanted in their women. The beautiful young lady collapsed on my body, and it sent a shever down my spine.

"Hey! "What are you doing, she's a flesh eater," my instincts eliminated the fantasy as i carries her to my car.

Only God almighty knows what i would have been in for, if not for this tinted glass as I passed through the main street the second time this morning. My house was on the outskirts of town, near the beach—a glass house, to be precise.

On getting in, I laid her on my warm and cozy bed and spread a blanket over her smooth skin. As I went in to get a face towel and soaked it in warm water. I squeezed the excess water out of the towel and placed the towel on her forehead.

I was still thinking about what I would tell the sleeping beauty in my bed when she woke up when my cellphone rang.

The speaker had a harsh tone and was ordering my immediate arrival. I knew I had to go to work and made the decision to come home as early as possible after the close of the day's work.

I got out of my glass house and entered my car to drive back to the state police department, where I was confronted by my boss, Simon. "I don't know what you are doing or your main aim, but if you aren't careful you will lose your job, and I am serious about it this time. Simon yealed

" My head started aching and my knees started shaking as I held my query letter with both hands. Each query stood for a particular punishment; sometimes it's my paycheck being cut or buying food for the entire interrogation staff for lunch.

"I am sorry, sir, Simon, it wouldn't happen again," I said as i went to the interrogative district.

The inspection district is the special department in which all information about crime scenes acquired by the state is deposited. "Come take a look at this," Thomas called my attention to the CCTV footage of last night.

The CCTV footage showed three human figures trying to rape a pretty girl in an alley down the street when a white werewolf pounced on them and tore their flesh to shreds. But when I thought the werewolf allowed the girl to move out of the alley, I was surprised.

"Zoom in closer," I ordered Thomas as my order was implemented. "Stop," i couldn't believe my eyes. At that moment, my blood started to rise. I thought of the young lady sleeping in my bed and her wild form.

After a tiring day of inspection after inspection, i was finally given permission to go rest. After an hour's drive from work, I was back at my house and was too tired to remember that I had a visitor lying on my bed. I took off my trousers and hopped on the bed, awaiting a better tomorrow, and let the wind of sleep take me away.

The bed was broken into pieces, and foam was scattered all over the ground when h

I woke up. I couldn't yell for help or do anything else because my memory was still booting at the moment.

When I finally regained consciousness, I looked around for the young lady I had rescued, only to find a huge and fierce-looking werewolf making dinner.

Yes, he fainted. "Wake up sleepy head," i could hear a faint noise as he regained consciousness.

"Breakfast," the werewolf had me my breakfast in bed. "If you want to kill me, don't stuff me with food; I am poisonous.

" "If you eat me, you will die of food poisoning," i told the werewolf in front of me.

"Nonsense, I only eat rascals," the werewolf said as it changed into its human form. "So you are the werewolf," I said, pointing to the female figure.

"Our names are Sasha and I don't appreciate being called a werewolf because I've got a fucking name," Sasha replied.

"How am I supposed to be sure you wouldn't eat me for breakfast because there's no food on your side?" he interrogated.

"I have eaten one of your white-furred rabbits that you kept in your garden. "It tasted a little liquidish and delicious too," Sasha had explained her reason to him.

"My rabbit is liquid, how will I taste it then?" I couldn't take it anymore; her interpretation of flesh was driving her crazy. She went closer to him and said, "Let's test it."