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Well he hoped they enjoyed fucking what was his because once he was done with them they wouldn’t be doing anything else, period. He didn’t like to share. He killed the last guy she fucked and sucked and this couple would be no different. Last time she left when she was done but not this time. It was of no importance. He could kill them while she slept. Yes she would wake up confused but he didn’t care. She needed to learn anyway that she was only his. Tonight would be her first lesson. He wouldn’t revile himself yet but he’d have her trying to cover this up because he was sure she was going to think it was her. Yes, this was perfect. He moved from the shadows to execute his plan.

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She woke up covered in blood. What the fuck? This couldn’t be happening. She hadn’t killed anyone in centuries. Something wasn’t right. She looked around the room she was in. The couple she went home with bodies were torn to shreds. It couldn’t have been her. She never loss control that bad to where she didn’t remember what happened. She couldn’t have been drugged because drugs didn’t work on Mysticks. There was too much blood and she was starting to freak out. Too much blood made her remember and she didn’t want to remember.

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“Your Nyhiya! Are you Fucking kidding me?”, Mr. Johnston growled.

Well here we go Jenny thought. He was going to flip out. Why did she say that? She should have never even came over. She should have just packed all her shit and took off like she wanted too. Now she would have to spill blood. Half of her relished in that fact, her Vamprya side loved blood shed. While the other half could care less, her shifting witch side just wanted to go home.

“That’s it. I’ve had it. Sammy, John, grab her and bring her to the back. It’s time this was taken care of.”

Her father’s words had her stuck to her spot in shock. Just what the hell did he think he was about to do to her. She should have run. Hell she should have even screamed but no she just stood there like a fucking statue.

Sam and John grabbed her by her arms and started dragging her down to the basement. Halfway there her brain finally jump started back up and she started to struggle.

“What the hell? Let me the fuck go right now! You people have lost your damn minds.”

She was screeching and thrashing about, trying to wriggle out of her brothers grips. They had a tight, painful hold on her and they weren’t letting go anytime soon. Shit! She was in trouble.