During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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I don't know what to do or what to think. Any normal love enraged male would be thinking along the lines: "why did she do this to me?" "where did we go wrong?" "was it something I did?" "are we falling out of love?" Now see, those fools are downright morons. I can't think any of those things. You see, we weren't exactly official or anything. Mates has never been a word in my vocabulary. I've never been on the hunt for the true one, the lifer. I've never had a need for it. I have my hunger and then I kill and I'm satisfied. If I want a little more out of a female before she's dead, I charm her, get what I want, and then she's toast, the easiest way out of a relationship.

I can tell her whatever she wants to here. She might start talking about a family and pups and how she's going to love me forever while I'm having my way with her, and then I bite out her jugular and there's no more family talk and I get satisfaction in both ways that I want. Sookie had been a target at one time, now the real question is, where did that go wrong? I was hungry and she was there, all lovely and beautiful with her southern charm and twang that just shifts me in all the right places. I don't know how or why it turned into what it turned into. Sometimes I wish I could go back and just bite her throat out without trying to charm her first. Other times, I know I couldn't have done it even if I'd tried. You see, at the time I didn't know she was a cannibal as well.

She had her kill and I walked in on it so we immediately joined up. What? I was hungry and she could help me get what I want, plus I was thinking at the time that I might get seconds from her corpse once we're done. That never happened. I ended up having the best day and night of my life and then we split, only to meet up again and do the samn damn things over again. Damn, I miss those days. So much has changed between us. There's been fire and that need to kill, but it's been put on other targets because I could never harm a hair on her head now. I instead put innocents on my hit list, innocents who made the mistake of having a certain organ and running into Sookie and her fucking southern tongue.

Like that damn fool from the river. I'd still like to get my teeth into him. And now I want Eric, but that's not going to happen as long as I'm on his border where he has a pack already who would jump me in a heart beat and out of survival instinct, I'd have to turn tail and run. Damned if I wouldn't hate myself forever for that, but to stay alive, I would. All to see her again, and deep down I know that's the reason and it smarts like a bitch. I can tell as she's watching me that she's getting annoyed at my lack of usual charm and happiness to see her. Well, can she blame me? I smell another pimp in her hide. Of course, she can, though. What is it any of my business who she's with?

Like I said, we never were official. We never made a pact never to get with anyone else. Besides, wasn't I thinking of more than just a hunt with Scarlet when she ran into us at the river? Of course, I was. I'm a male, dammit and I have needs. Sookie's giggle pulls me from my angry reverie and I stare at her like I don't know what she is. Why the fuck is she giggling? Now I warrant her to laugh at me? Do I really look that pathetic? Anger flashes and then it dissipates just as quickly. I can't be mad while looking at her, now. Wow, I am pathetic. I see the amusement dancing in her eyes and wonder at it, looking at her with a quirked brow and puzzlement. What is she on about, now?

She starts toward me ever so slowly, like the tease she is, and I stand my ground, all muscles and nerves on standby. What is she doing? My head is already swimming in her scent and I can't think straight. What should I be doing right now? She gets right up to my face and inhales deeply. I can't help the urge to do the same so I grit my teeth instead. She makes it worse by letting her sexy tongue out to play, licking at the corner of my lips like she used to do. Damn her! My body shudders in memory of her touch. Suddenly she moves a little quicker, as if she's trying to catch me before I run. She rubs her body down one side of my ribcage and then back up the other, marking me like a cat marks its owner and damned, if I'm not already her property.

As she comes back around, my ear is tickled by the sensation of her voice as she whispers to me, and a soft growl seeps through my lips before I stifle it, knowing I'm playing right into her paws. I tighten my lips and stay silent, not sure how I'd answer that question anyway without admiting that I'm jealous. Then she pulls back and sits, watching me with that damn cute expression, her head tilted to the side and a brow quirked as her face goes serious. I'm not ready for the next words that come from her lucious lips. She wants me to put into words all that's gone through my head here recently? Impossible. Instead I say the first thing I can think of that won't give anything away.

Have you not been eating? Or is it just that you haven't been eating right? Your eyes are different. My tone comes off like a scolding parent as I eye her. She'll know what I mean by eating right. Is she turning from her cannibalistic roots? Is she wanting to be normal now? Is she leaving me to be the lone freak?



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