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Chapter 21: The Healer
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My Mate, My Killer Chapter 22: Visions. Visions
Opening the cabinet as I found myself behind the stool, I saw him pulling out a book. A black leather book, its edges gilded and a silver crescent moon shimmer on its front cover.“I read it here before about a case. Your case, Cassidy, is rare. Extremely rare.” “Yes, it is. I’m obviously aware of that.” Zarion drew a breath and Elliot’s eyes and mine met, a silent nod reflected that he’s very much aware that Zarion was aware of that too. Elliot flipped the pages of the book, written in a language I did not bother to understand. Not even a single try. “What does it say?” I asked, brows furrowing as I rubbed both of my palms to create warmth. The cold had been much cruel today ever since we arrived at the healer’s cabin. I encouraged myself to look at the drawings instead; the art style is pretty much gothic, if not ancient. It wasn’t inked. Hues of black and white were embedded on the golden brown pages of the material. I saw the graphics of a human and a werewolf. They
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 23: Painful Secrets
Elliot welcomed me in his humble abode with warmth. Zarion did too as if he’s also the owner of the cabin. “I only have one spare room,” he smirked after that while opening the door to the said room. Indeed, it has a huge cozy space, and we have no choice left but to stay together in a single room. All alone with the great Alpha Zarion. “I’m going to sleep on the couch. You take the bed, Cassidy.” Zarion’s words are just above a whisper, as usual with a touch of his commanding tone. Without further ado, I gave him a tight nod—agreeing to his request. Requests, to be exact. One, we have to sleep in separate beds. Two, I have to clean the room and Elliot’s whole house. And three, I must not ask any personal questions. Not even asking the ridiculous thought of werewolves wearing underwears...“You think I could follow all those rules?” I asked him, challenged him. “It’s simple. You can just say no and go back to your grumpy old castle,” he replied. A maleficent grim formed on my lips
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 24: The Demons Between Us
“Give me your coat, Cassidy.” “Oh, right—here.” I took off my coat abruptly as I strode to the table. I gaped as I traced the scars on Zarion’s back with my finger. He was lying uncomfortably on the table, too uncomfortably. Heavens above, I saw him smirking in the corner of my eye probably because of my reaction. “Oh, Zarion…” I gasped. My hand remained on his back, rubbing his skin and letting him know that I am just here. I’m right here, Zarion. Don’t you worry.“Get a chair and put it in front of me so I can see your full face, Cass.” Like a child, I followed his order and pulled a chair so that I could look at his face properly. Immediately. He’s not in good condition though. “What is this, Zarion?” My voice was full of worry. “I thought you're Zarion the Great—the invincible?” I hate him so much. But why do I still care for him? I didn’t know he was suffering when I knocked on that door earlier. I never heard his screams. Didn’t even feel the wrongness in the air. Now, lookin
My Mate, My Killer Chapter 25: Where the Fire Rages
“Not in this state, Zarion!” I hissed, my glare as sharp as knives. I pushed his body from mine but I ended up tumbling on the floor. Even in this situation, he was still smirking. “There’s nothing funny here!” He laughed even more but ended up coughing after that, making me more distressed. “Your face is so funny when you’re scared.” “Really? You still have time to joke around while you’re—” I shut my eyes and just let him do whatever he wants. A tear escaped from my right eye, but I abruptly looked away to wipe it. Too late. He had already seen it. “Hey, hey, sorry about that. Werewolf heals faster than humans. This—what happened to me, is just nothing, Cassidy.” “R-Really?” Sniffed, I wiped the tip of my nose. “Must be nice to be a werewolf, huh.” Zarion shut his eyes in a heartbeat. “No, we’re not talking about this again.” “I have already decided, Zarion. I want to be a werewolf. Why are you so against it?!” “Because I don’t want you to regret it!” I heard him breathe
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
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