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Chapter 25: Where the Fire Rages
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 26: Bad Dreams
I’m not in my bed. The sound of people cheering and the sharp scent of fire and smoke wholly proves me that.I suddenly drifted into…somewhere else. Somewhere else. A could sense that the raging fire was in front of me. When I slowly cracked my eyes open, I saw everyone gathering around me in circles like some sort of ritual. I only saw this on TV. But right now, it’s happening in front of me. They were not absolutely humans. No one is a normal human being in this vision. Or dream. Perhaps a nightmare. I fucking do not know what this is and how did I reach this place. My chest tightened and my tears betrayed me as it slowly cascaded from my cheeks. I saw vampires, witches, and werewolves in their true form. All of them were looking at me. No, glaring at me as if I had just committed a crime. My heart leaped for a second when someone touched my arms. “Help!” was all I could shout when a human-sized creature with huge ears and eyes that could eat one’s soul gazed at me. He wasn’t wear
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 27: Good Night Kisses
“Chancellor?” I whispered, muttering to myself because I need to stop my whole being from dragging my situation worse. “Yep,” the woman replied and looked at his father, who turned out to be the Chancellor. I don’t understand anything. Can’t understand anything. Are they some sort of King or… something? “Oh, right. You don’t know anything. My father’s kind of the one who’s the peacemaker between…” she turned right and sighed, “werewolves, vampires, and witches. You’re kind of the problem here, girl.”“And why am I the problem?!” I asked angrily. Her twin brother replied instead, “Because you shouldn’t be born.”I laughed, though no amusement resonated with it. Every minute that passed by, my raging heart roared louder and louder. “Okay?” I don’t shitfully understand anything. The girl must have weird telepathic skills that read minds because she seemed to read mine. “Oh, dear. You don’t have to understand anything. We’ll just kill you to end the problem here.” Then, she smiled swe
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 28: A Romantic Star-gazing
It never crosses my mind that Zarion is the type of guy who likes star-gazing. It sounds cheesy and romantic for him to do it. He was more like the rigid type, but we ended up lying on the ground, looking at the sky. After a couple minutes of silence, I turned my head to my side. “Can we just do it? I'm jealous of your abilities.” I was referring to his werewolf abilities. His eyebrows creased.”No, it's not safe for you.”Half of my body turns to his side, leaning on his wide and stern chest. “Why don't we just try?” There’s no wrong with trying…” I exhaled, drawing circles on his stomach. He just chuckled though. “I don't want you to be in danger,” he stopped for emphasis in his next sentence. “I don’t want you to die.”“So you're kind of concerned about me now, huh?” I teased. His facial expression doesn’t change. “I’ve always been concerned with you the moment that you realized I was not an ordinary dog brought to your cabin.” He was looking at me quite intensely that I thought
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 29: Envy is a Brother
“No worries, brother. I won't harm her,” Brandon smirked, still looking at me with maliciousness in his eyes.He was not staring at my face, but at the slightly bare breasts now, thanks to the branches holding my layers of clothes and for the wind to sweep the final garment covering my chest.The skin on my neck stood to its tip the moment I met his eyes. He was looking intently at me, his head tilted to the right side as if ready to devour my soul. All the while, Zarion was in his protective stance—quiet and ready to attack whenever he needed to against his brother. “Hey, nice tits,” Brandon purred and looked at my breast. I was caught off guard and heaved a deep breath, took a step backward, and squeezed Zarion’s hands. I know Brandon’s shameless and he only said that to tease his brother, but I still couldn’t believe he said those insulting words in front of us. And those words triggered Zarion. “Indeed.” The two brothers started growling at each other. Brandon discarded his clot
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 30: Seek Help
Now is the time to throw childish tantrums. “Zarion, I am not going back!” “You have to.” He held my shoulders. And for a second, I felt his fingers trembling. “Okay. Listen to me, Cassidy. Brandon will kill you. He wants you gone, as far as I know, he wants you gone the first time you step on Madfur Claws Pack. The thing he told you back there?” he pointed to the door of the cabin, pertaining to what happened in the woods. “He’s not going to undergo the process of rejection because, for him, it’s a waste of time!” “But—”“And you are his mate.” Zarion managed to speak first. “Your scent is strong and addictive and irresistible in his system. He will always find you. Even though his body doesn’t want it, his soul is aching for a piece of you. He may loathe it so much, but he couldn’t do anything because that’s just his fate. You are his fate. Do you understand what this means?” He shook my shoulders once more. All I did was stare at him, at his lips….I shook my head. “It means you
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 31: Back to the Pack
“I am seeking help from you. And you are helping me.”“That’s not what I meant!” Both of them shared a knowing look that I didn’t understand.Elliot unravels the ties around Zarion’s body, letting him sit on the cold kitchen table. He tilted his head to the side and massaged his fingers. “I’m fine. Thanks, man.”“Cassidy, he is not fine.” Elliot is right, Zarion is not fine. “You can change his mind.” “I don’t know what you two are talking about!” I unexpectedly burst out my emotions. Elliot sighed and the three of us went silent for eternity I guess. Elliot drags the high stool and sits on it before speaking. “Earlier—” he paused for emphasis, “When I collapsed, I saw something in my vision.”Zarion’s forehead creased and immediately whipped his head to us. “What did you see?” “It was Cassidy and you. I don’t know what it was all about, man, but I think wherever you go, you have to bring Cassy.”I had no energy left to ask about what his vision was all about. Judging from Elliot’s
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 32: Emotions are our Demons
Her nostrils flared with fury and rage. Of course, I know where to hit Hestia painfully with just uttering a couple of rage. That’s when I knew I hit the spot on her, and her eyes shone with vulnerability. If I was angry, she was infuriating. Hestia’s grip loosened on me when Zarion cast her a killer look, and I used that chance to get away from her. After all, she was way stronger than I am. On the other hand, Zarion and his brother finally halted. Zarion had seen me crawling on the floor earlier and he went directly to help me. Now, I am clutching his hand, tightening my grip around his. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice dropping with controlled wrath as he glared at Hestia, who went to her beloved Brandon.Like calls to like indeed. “Is it true?!” Hestia demanded her fiance in an immensely aggressive manner. Brandon snarled at me, “Bitch.” I heard him whisper the word clearly as he struck a death glare towards my direction. Zarion tightens his hold on my arm and leads the way.
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 33: Not a Good Person
“They always do. You know, quarreling seems to be the love language of that father and son.” Elliot whispered, his shoulders slumped on the chair. When I didn’t reply, he went to the kitchen to grab the drink. “Here, take this.” The smoke from the hot tea invaded my senses. Elliot kneeled one knee beside Zarion, and Zarion drank it up straight. I smiled, at least now, he’s the must-obey little wolf. “How are you feeling now?” Elliot softly asked, a little excitement glimmering in those kind eyes. Knowing the aftereffect of his newly found experiment drink, I hope he did not put out some sleeping pill.As much as I am worried of Zarion’s emotions, I’m glad that Elliot take it easy with him—he didn’t treated him like a specimen to be roughly studied. “Good. Make more of this,” Zarion demanded, his voice hoarse and dark. He didn’t even say ‘thank you’ and just shut his eyes. Now in a relaxed sitting position on the couch, both of his arms snaked on the arm of the sofa, while his head
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