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VICTOR POV

CRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAACCCCKKK!!

I jerked my hand off the man's neck, letting go of the spine I had just snapped. Blood drizzled down my fingers, painting the warm air with the threat of rust. I hear the whimpers of the people in front of me. There were eight of them now, kneeling and bound with chains. Eleven, before I ripped a man's stomach out; hacked a woman's brain out of her skull, and pulled the spine out of another's body. Their eyes are washed with horror from the scene I so exquisitely bestowed them. I smile at them, "Hey, now, shouldn't you be honored to be here? I'm giving you a once in a lifetime lesson. A masterclass, if you will.. on how to die at my hands!"

I lashed my hand at the woman's face, slapping so hard my palm stung. But it was a sensation that aroused a deep primal desire in me, making my wolf shudder with profane bliss. I held the woman's neck, dug my claws in her throat before bashing it directly on the floor. A melody of her bones popping followed and