Fated to Kill, Destined to Mate

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my surroundings, searching for a feasible target and potential risks. Just w

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s utterly uninterested. I can tell she's a werewolf even from a distance. He ought to be more aware. Pa

ates, they are famously tough to pick up at bars and clubs. The only other species with fated ma

rs to mate. In addition, a lot of vampires love to consume blood durin

rowd toward my goal, trying n

their victims, but if they so want, they can also make it quite painful. And I'm nev

d. And I had one there in front of

active. He exudes total arrogance, even after the werewolf rejects his request. His ey

urally, everyone who is supernatural-including us witches-has a hint of evil within them. Vampires, however, are unadulterated evil. Dem

that we wait until we are sixteen, I have only been hunting for the past three years. But I hav

ally, it takes three witches or more to complete. I choose a leech to targe

he bartender. It is more effective if people believe that

corner of my eye while I order a rum and coke. If I had a partner, that's where my mark would be. It is a way

eir own. I turn a little bit, though, so he can see tha

drink in front of me, I grab my tin

pays the bartender, saying, "

. Although I detest it, this aspect of my work is unavoidable. Hence, I

aw in my mouth and begin to sip. "Thank you for the drink." He towers over my

he attention I was giv

this for three years now, I always feel relieved when a vampire asks me this because it means that the spell I cast on myself bef

entire species. It was a planned attack, carried out on the same day, at the same time. My people had no time to defend themselves, and that was precisely what Maldrien

re we could reside and organize our retaliation. Repopulation was the first step, and as someone who

e king's commands; exact retribution on the vampire species for mindlessly obeying thei

liation as we play the long game, doing the best we can to eliminate as man

ls, to find someone to kill. Vampires are the simplest to kill, and I hate them the mos