The Unforgiven
“Oh, she didn’t deny it was fun. Exhilarating, even. There was a sexual rush to the chase and the strike. The high lingered for hours after a kill, and the lust . . . The sexual hunger awakened by a kill was fierce. Even the sight of the poor dead human who had been the hellfiend’s host didn’t diminish that. Nor had the bumbling, panicked escape of the three marked humans.
No, it had taken Artur to kill her high. After the hit, he’d simply turned his back and walked away without a word. He’d left her standing alone at the mouth of the alley. She’d spent a full five minutes hurling curses at his back. Blast the man straight to Oblivion; the cold wall he’d erected around his heart just wouldn’t crack. How she wanted to smash it, obliterate it, reduce it to rubble! Sometimes she felt that her heart would never be whole until she’d brought Artur Camulus to his knees. Until she heard him rage, cry, and howl. Until he could feel again.
She wondered if he ever would, or whether it would be be...tter to follow his example herself.MoreLess
No, it had taken Artur to kill her high. After the hit, he’d simply turned his back and walked away without a word. He’d left her standing alone at the mouth of the alley. She’d spent a full five minutes hurling curses at his back. Blast the man straight to Oblivion; the cold wall he’d erected around his heart just wouldn’t crack. How she wanted to smash it, obliterate it, reduce it to rubble! Sometimes she felt that her heart would never be whole until she’d brought Artur Camulus to his knees. Until she heard him rage, cry, and howl. Until he could feel again.
She wondered if he ever would, or whether it would be be...tter to follow his example herself.MoreLess
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