The Lost Werewolf Queen

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my heart. When you have sold your heart to your employers, it's difficult to get a hold of it anymore.

throwing cursory glances at my watch as I walked. I couldn't

at my watch to confirm what I already knew. It was midnight. The bells were only rung by midnight. That was also the cue I nee

se who wore it always seemed to have this sense of superiority. They always thought they were better than others. Just like thi

enaline coursing through me, just like it always did whenever I set out to do my assignments

, leaving me to be my only witness. Whenever I had someone to kill, I thought of nothing else but his death. Somehow, it made

not as I used to. My mind failed to be held down in one place. The picture of this extremely beautiful woman would

d to be careful. If he screamed and the people inside the church heard him, I'd have been in big trouble. I couldn't let that happen. I was a seasoned assassin, unlike any th

tent weapon against him. I reached out into my bag and there it was, amongst a pile of other things; a red oak. I took it out a

t the night was for serenity was all that filled the air. He paced around, probably trying to make sure no one was around him. I always wondered why he had to leave t

er. This wasn't going to be any different. Right there, where I lay, I looked up to the go

eck. I followed him closely behind, knowing the time to strike was near. I nee

carrying and sat there. I listened carefully to him but he said nothing. He just sat the

an with his back to me; I was face to face with him. He must have sensed me somehow. I could also see the dro

rying to mask his obvious fears. I could spot some meat particles in-between his

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know that we're not really

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tive than I thought as the speed with which he attacked proved quite helpful. I quickly dashed to wh

escape in the cards. I was going to stay on top, beating him so much that he'd barel

d and driven it into my groin as I raised my hand to give him another punch. This cau

all about it. I'd lived long enough to enjoy the good times and th

ed to regain the position, but all he met was a knee to his groin. On

es. "There can only be one of us," I said to him. "Now

s no one to save any of us. I watched as blood shot out from his neck and it felt good. The look on his

and picked it up. There was no way he could leave as he wa

ashed his fangs as his last act of defence but it was already too late. It

e vampires. Once they were discovered, they had to be taken away at all costs. Just like this priest; I was paid two times the normal amount just so he'd be dead. This was pro

me. It'd been that way for quite a while. None of my targets looked like threats. I just killed them at will and the ease was simply r

rs, having a mate looked like a fairy tale. I never believed it was possible. I thoug

ade for it; like it was destiny, brought right in front of me. It was a mixture of joy and fear

more about this human whom