Chapter 22
The next day, he decided to go and check on his guests. He had a feeling that one of them might have already checked out. Sometimes they surprise you, but he didn't think that little slut was made of strong material.
He did a walk around the room to see who made it through the night, and to his disappointment, only the wife was left alive.
It just meant that he would have to break up the threesome; he'd thought about that this morning anyway.
Perhaps the Mayor and his slutty secretary would make an excellent piece for their town. Yes, a lovely centerpiece for the little park in the middle of town.
He felt that keeping the wife alive was a good thing; her blood was so exquisite when it was laced with the pot that it was something he didn't want to let go of just yet.
Deciding that if he was going to keep her for a little while, he should move her to another room to have room for a new project.
At the last moment, he changed his mind; he had an idea pop into his mind that would be just perfect for the center of town.
He lit up one last joint and helped the wife smoke it all, then he bit deep into her neck and drained her of all her blood. He was so high that he laid there on the basement floor laughing till it hurt.
Feeling like he was on top of the world, the Sheriff was clueless and would never figure out who he was dealing with; his asshole employer would have to come and get his own hands dirty, and he knew he was never going to get caught.
Just wait till they see my latest creation; it will be the talk of the town.
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Sheriff David Whitmore was no stranger to serial killers. His time in the FBI got him acquainted with just about every evil soul from human to shifter. He was more than happy to help out an old friend.
He had less than a hundred miles to go; he should be there by nightfall, if not a little sooner.
Leaving the Sheriff's department in Jack Dawson's hands, he felt he could focus better on helping his friend Brad Thompson. From what he told him, it sounded more like a type of vampire rather than a shifter.
Leaving Maggi wasn't easy, but she assured him that she and the baby would be fine for a week or two until he got this case wrapped up. She had Nova's help and the other clan females to help out.
Still, he didn't like the idea of not being with her every night. It was their first time apart, and it didn't feel very good.
The idea of that serial killer moving into his neck of the woods upset him even more than being without Maggi for a couple of weeks. Hopefully, it won't take that long.
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Micheal Deveroe was informed that Raymond Deslaires was heading his way and to be on the lookout for him. He has gone off the grid and is no longer doing the work of the council.
Letting out a sigh, he ran his fingers through his hair, something he always did when agitated. He had to stay here and help with the wendigo problem lurking and with his daughter just getting to know him. He couldn't leave her and her mate unprotected.
Yes, he was sure that Noah could protect Daisy, but this is different; if that woman gives way to a wendigo, it will be virtually indestructible.
To destroy one would take many people, including a native American shaman. Who may or may not wish to offer help. They had strict rules on who and what they dealt with. There were many factors they had to take into consideration before providing aid.
Hope comes in the form of Noah's father; perhaps he will know how to stop this before it goes incredibly wrong.
Micheal was almost entirely sure that Raymond Deslaires was the cause of all this town's problems and those of the shifter communities.
Perhaps he should wait, let the wendigo form, and give Raymond its first snack.
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Judith Lucas wasn't feeling too well, she had just taken her next to the last bottle of Elixir, and she was feeling better, but she wasn't feeling herself anymore.
Thinking that maybe she needed to take the last bottle as well. She hesitated, though, cause there would be no more, and she didn't want anyone to see her as anything but beautiful.
Jazz wasn't making any sense anymore. She was constantly craving meat, and it had to be rare. At first, it was easy to soothe her. Now it's all she wants's, and the bloodier it was, the better.
All she could do was stare at the two girls on the ride here, wondering how they would taste if they would taste the same or different. Perhaps, they would taste sweet like barbeque sweet or salty and full of rich flavors.
It was maddening, and she had all she could do to distract herself with other thoughts. Still, they would intrude like they are now.
When she would sleep, she would dream of running through the forest as her cat, but when she looked at herself in a pool of water, she woke up screaming.
Deciding on going down to the kitchen to see if they had any raw meat on hand, she reached for the door handle, and it was locked.
Pounding on the door in a frenzy of hunger and rage, she started to make deep growling noises. It was deafening, and it felt like it shook the room. She stopped and looked at her hands. They were covered in blood from banging on the door.
She licked her lips and bit down on a finger; it tasted so good she never noticed the pain.
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David Whitmore pulled into the sleepy little town; It was hard to believe that there was a serial killer on the loose just by looking at the place.
He pulled up to the Sheriff's house where he would be staying and was greeted by Brad's wife Madaline; he forgot how friendly and kind she was. Brad was right behind her.
He stepped out of his truck, and a feeling hit him right away; no wonder Brad had called for help; there was pretty nasty shit going on; he could feel it in the air. It was so tangible you could cut it with a knife.
He shook it off and headed inside with the couple to get the briefing from Brad on what exactly had been going on here.
David had a feeling it wasn't going to be very good and that it was about to get a lot worse. An incredible evil scream went through the air as they were about to open the door.
All three stared at each other for a little bit and then got inside. Brad started to hurry and put on his uniform and gun belt as David did the same thing.
Whatever was going on is going on now. There will be no time to be briefed. It was trial by fire this time.
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Everyone held their breath while Judith was pounding on the door. The noises she was making were like nothing anyone had heard before.
Noah thought he'd stopped caring for his mother because of her attitude towards his Father and himself. He looked a little upset by the sounds. He still loved her even though he was pretty sure she never loved either him or his father.
Still, the sounds coming from that room were gut-wrenching and even a bit threatening sounding. They made Raja's fur stand on end. Raja would pace back and forth in his mind, and all he would talk about was getting their mate out of there.
When he asked Raja why he would say we got to leave now. No time left, must go now.
Just as he was about to go and pack a few things, grab Daisy and get the hell out of here, the door opened, and there stood his Father with two others.
Nicholas walked to his son...
"Has she started to eat flesh?"
Noah, unsure how to answer that question, stared at his father dumbfounded. Daisy came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him.
"As far as we know, Sir, she hasn't had any food yet."
"You're Daisy, my new daughter in law and you don't have to call me Sir, just Nicholas or dad will do; if she hasn't had any meat or flesh, then we can still put an end to this before she turns."
Nicholas looked up at the person coming down the stairs in almost disbelief; it was Master Vampire Deveroe. Reaching out his hand to introduce himself with a bit of relief that the Master Vampire was here, he would have a vast knowledge of what they were dealing with.
Just then, in the west wing, a roar with the sound of crashing furniture and glass was heard. Even the pictures on the walls shook and fell.
Whatever time they thought they would have, had just run out.