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Occisor, part 5.

THE FIRST MISSIONA moon later…The moon was already rising in the sky. The night was cold and silent, which was frightening for the human women in the city of Kiruna, located in Sweden. About six months ago, Sweden asked for help from the government of Reikiavik, Iceland. But they didn't want to put their men at risk and passed the request to the government of Murmansk, Russia, as they were the ones working directly with Mary Van Helsing.Margaret had finally given Occisor the books that addressed everything about lycanthropes, from the brothers who disputed the title of god of the moon, to the beginning of the hunt and enslavement of humans for his kind."Occisor," Mary caught the attention of the young man who was quietly eating his meal.Still chewing, he looked at her and raised his eyebrows."Margaret," Mary called.Margaret, who was eating her potatoes in silence, also looked up."The government has already set the next mission. Margaret, you'll be here alone for a while, it w
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Bloodstain, part 4.

SCARS THAT MARK MORE THAN JUST THE SKINThe dark night sky was adorned with many bright stars, the moon a shine of silver. And behind a large window in one of the halls was Bloodstain, admiring the moon with bright eyes and a small smile. The hope for better weather warmed her heart.Please, great goddess, I ask for your protection for me and for Guila, she prays and continues her path, holding a bucket with water and brush. Her hair is trapped in a thin strip of cloth that she tore from her own dress, so that they wouldn't get too – or more in this case – dirty while she works.Although it was late, the genuine alpha warned her to clean out the torture room before she went to sleep. Which means dinner's been over for two minutes and she tries to ignore the hunger."How I wish you were here, Guila... Just to keep me company." She feels her eyes getting damp and closes them tightly. "Now is not the time, Guila is sick, don't be selfish!"The windows in the room are open and the only so
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The Murderer

NOW HIS NAME IS FEARED BY ALLForty-eight moons later…"Tell me, how does it feel to taste your own blood?" He asks as he moves the knife stuck in his prey's abdomen.Occisor's thick voice fills the ears of the Markab pack's beta as he tries to control himself so as not to let the tremors of fear and pain show through his body.They're near the Markab pack, located near the great gray city of London. The beta had left his pack and gone after some girls in the city, all the while Occisor kept an eye on him, studying his prey.He's brave to leave alone, Occisor thought as he watched him from the roof of a house as the beta entered an alley with two apparently thirteen and fifteen-year-old human females. Recently some wolves had taken to rape virgin humans girls in that age group, Occisor knew that.Margaret, when she heard about it, became possessed with hatred at the time, and wanted to rip this monster's genitals off with her own hands, but Mary said that it was better for Occisor to
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Traces of Destiny, part 2.

THE KILLER IS NOW A FUGITIVETwelve moons later…"What is it, Guila?" Bloodstain's soft, lifeless voice squeezes Guila's heart once again.Guila has a toothbrush in their hands, its material is made with a chicken bone."Use this with the powder and rub the brush in your teeth," she explains, extending the brush to the girl.The powder inside the small clay pot in Guila's hand is made with chalk and salt. Bloodstain picks up the brush and does as Guila said.During the last five years, the girl finally became a woman. Her long black hair grew even longer. After the first punishment she received from her father, Bloodstain remained silent for three years, because that was a reason to receive more punishments and each and every one of them was worse than the other.Now, in addition to the red stains on her back, she has several scars; the whips used by the genuine alpha were coated with silver. With time her skin stopped bleeding, but the scars remained, as if she had a human skin.Guil
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Bloodstain, part 5.

A NIGHT IN A WARM BEDWhat now? What should I do? Bloodstain wonders while from afar, in her lupine form, she watches the village illuminated by the night lamps.The moon is at its highest peak, indicating that it is already midnight. Bloodstain returns to her human form and the cold wind hits her naked body hard, causing her to shudder. Keeping warm is easier when her body is full of fur. The young woman's stomach snores and she crosses her arms in front of her belly.The energy she spent crossing a country was too much, and her lack of proper food did not help at all. Her legs now not only tremble from the cold, but also from tiredness and malnutrition. Keeping herself upright is almost an impossible mission.She concentrates all her forces on her legs and begins to move toward the village. When she gets very close to one of the houses, she sniffs the air and only smells a single human, a female human. With courage, she raises her hand and knocks several times on the door. After fiv
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Occisor, part 6.

AN UNPLEASANT CONVERSATION"We're back!" Margaret announces as she enters the kitchen. Occisor's preparing his evening meal."Welcome," he greets and Margaret gives him a kiss on the cheek and sits down at the table."How did your vacation go?""Wonderful," she says smiling."How many did you kill this time?""Unfortunately, only seven.""And Mary?""Fourteen. She always gets the best part! I only killed them because they were blocking my way. The action is always hers," she crosses her arms and pouts, as if she were a spoiled child.Occisor's laughter fills the entire kitchen Even after five years, Margaret isn't content with the deaths she has already conquered. She always gets the easy part.Occisor's dressed only in a long-sleeved T-shirt and cotton pants, bare feet on the ground and his hair with his usual bun in the middle of his head.Margaret has already changed clothes and now she's wearing a tight dress and Mary, with light cloth pants and strappy blouse.Occisor and Margare
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A Thief

A THIEF WHO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BE A THIEFThe sounds of many voices mingling with each other awakes Bloodstain from the first peaceful sleep she had in her entire life. She rubs her eyes with the back of her hands and takes a few seconds to make her vision focus on the image of two humans in front of you, a male and a female."Ah, so finally the liar woke up," the female says and starts walking toward Bloodstain, but Cynthia stops her."Stop it, Carla," Cynthia's tired voice sounds firmly."You must have lost your mind, you old woman!""I told you, you should have left her at the old folks' home," the male says and rolls his eyes impatiently."What's happening? Who are they? Bloodstain questions herself as she hugs her knees against her chest and closes her eyes tightly. All the screaming hurts her sensitive ears."Get out of the way, Mom!" The young woman pushes the oldest out of the way, who falls on the bed.With firm footsteps the woman approaches Bloodstain and brutally grabs he
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Mates, part 1.

THE BRAND ONLY HURTS IN ONEEyes like a night without stars meets eyes like a sea of blood. One is innocent and fearful and the other is spiteful and murderous. How can they be destined?Breathing gets hard, both of their hearts racing. Everything that was cold, now seems to be burning. With each step that Occisor takes back, a pain strikes his neck, forcing him to return to his human form. Bloodstain also feels her body being forced to change back.When she lifts her gaze to look at him, she sees a naked man. She had never seen a man naked before and certainly not one so beautiful.He's virile and muscular, while she's just bone and skin. With her face burning, she raises her hands to cover it, but then realizes that she's also naked, which further increases her embarrassment. The silence is cut by the man's howl of pain. Frightened, she sees lines of smoke rising from the ground caused by the heat emanating from his body.Why is he in so much pain? She asks herself as she watches hi
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Mates, part 2.

EATING WITH HER MATE'S FAMILYOccisor opens the entrance door to the second private floor, regardless of the officers' gazes and hears no sound coming from inside. Where are they? He enters their private area.Without any care, he takes the girl off his shoulder and throws her to the ground. Bloodstain holds back the groan of pain that tries to escape out her throat and massages her ass.Still naked, Occisor walks to the corridor and goes towards the third door, which is where Margaret's room is. Before he can knock and ask her for help, he hears her moaning. He rolls his eyes and walks to the first door of the hall, Mary's room, but she is not there.Where is she when I need her? He walks to the laundry room and takes the first dress he sees."Put it on," he commanded, throwing it in the girl's face. Without saying anything else, he walks back towards the hallway, this time to his room to get dressed.Bloodstain smells the dress, it smells like roses. She entwines the fabric on her f
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Mates, part 3.

YOUR MATE'S BED IS ALSO YOURS"It was the right choice," Mary whispers to herself, trying to convince herself she did the right thing as she heads toward her room.It's been two hours since dinner ended. Sasha's scent was very strong, bothering everyone's nose. Mary helped her take a bath properly. On the rare times that the girl cleaned herself in her old home, it was only with a damp cloth in the intimacy between her legs and armpits. Her teeth were only brushed once on the day she ran away. But Mary gave her a toothbrush just for her to use.The second floor of the base has only two bathrooms, one is inside Mary's room and the other at the last door of the hallway. The first to shower was Margaret, Mary decided that she would take a bath with Sasha in the hallway bathroom and Occisor was last in line.That night, it was the first time that the young woman's black hair had been washed and smelled good, untangled. Her nails were cleaned, leaving no dirt on the corners. Mary gave her
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