To Put A Leash On The Master

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tuff took me a year and more to study that I mig

he fruits are heavenly. And how unearthly their young girls look. And... I think the White Mans

le is just as good as every other place but also as quiet as a gra

i's forehead against a boulder? Yes! And the impa

camouflaged in the environment and making a loud sound is... I won't say it

creatures in the world, and what better weapon to use to spy on them than me? Though I've now been distracted

ack into the snow. "Nearly broke my damn head too!" She hoists the girl over her

ee this. I've been watching her try to get near him for a while now," she says, nodding toward Heid

rouches beside Heidi's body and peers at the small abrasion on her forehead,

anor, also fatal, as he approaches her. Yet, she's as bold as the glare

ks through clenched teeth, his

as she watches him near her with the murderous glint i

's b–been spying on you," she stut

ffly. "Do you k

Panic sets in. I can feel

aining space between them, reaches for her, and c

wrist. But no matter the pressure she adds on

to the hall. He walks past Zavere, as the latter approaches and stands a few paces

summon her deepest fear and form, within her, a phobia of Hunter. And as she frantically nods, he doesn't lo

tells the man calmly. But Hunter does

word, his fingers twist; breaking the guard's neck with a

g when Hunter would draw blood from a stone anyway? He's shocke

back. "Undo any trace of this," he adds, earning a huff f

Hunter.

him to start wiping peo

ough that doing what he did in front of this many people will never remain under the lid fore

udden thought to kill comes from. However, he hopes it doesn't get

g with a proud gleam in his eyes as Hunter lifts Heidi's body br

n so used to Hunter being human that he's now forgetting the darkest sides of him. The sides

EI

ed me, but I sense it's time to wake up wh

ering in my front. Yet, his scent gives him away. I can never

izing that my upper body rests on the man's

blur clears, and my eyes lock with t

eekbones, the green color of his orb piercing m

me. As long as he's holding me, nothing else matters. But then, the events of the past few

very grin, and his lips would stretch to a thin line. Now, he'

the ceiling, I try to tilt my head to see what's

s lips before the hand behind my hea

from looking away. And without warning, he leans down a

s sealed by confusion, but his tongue pre

most intoxicating effect flooding my senses before a surge of tingling sensati

nc. Our tongues meet in a sensual dance whi

iss. Fuck, no, please. I'm starving. I want him. I'm longi

arching his emotionless gaze as a faint smile tugs at

with him; I can't understand the meaning b

ntly stroke Hunter's face with my thumb, watching him close his eyes to savo

ha

," he repeats throatily bef

he that lingered since the afternoon, only now it's gr

ance around the room. I'm only now realizing

s from it is a couch, and beside the couch a small table holding framed p

estions that need to be asked-where we are, how I got here,

before rolling up his sleeves to reveal veiny forearms covered in ink. Then he walks over to the full-leng

o fast-whether it's the serious conversation I'm about to initiate or the lingering effects of the ki

through it. He seems to have been doing so sin

egin cautiously, gauging his reaction, yet his express

o his pocket and turns to face me. And I find my head going down, staring at him

come to him and I obe

and looks down at me, then slides the hand out

ce still has that blank expression that I can't read-that's

turn my gaz

until our bodies brush against each other. "...please." No. I shake my h

r. I can't comprehend what's wrong with him and, for some reason, can't find the words to ask. I

ingers around the hilt and guides my hand to press the blade against his chest. No! I'm trying to drop

oming. I'm even about to sob befor

h up with my free hand to cup his cheek. And those tears my fingers brush that's

chin grabs my jaws to stop me from moving my head an i

ips and pulls back after a few seconds; just

breath, and though I don't know why he

nter." I try to lift h

e mutters, his voi

care, H

growled. And as surprise grips me at that, darkness