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Chapter 259: Burn In Hell
(Warning: Slightly mature content but not explicit)
Isleen’s screams did nothing to quell his anger. His hunger. They only acted as fuel to his desires as he grabbed both her wrists before pushing her until she fell on the bed behind her.
"Let go of me! Stop it!" She screamed and struggled underneath him as he looked at her intently.
From her full lips to her small breasts hidden underneath the pajama top, she wore, to her eyes, which now held so much fear within them.
Fergus grinned before licking her nose teasingly. "Come on, you know you want this. If you didn’t you wouldn’t have such a wild reaction all those nights that I came to give you a taste of pleasure." He winked.
Isleen’s face flushed red with what seemed like embarrassment at first, but it soon morphed into anger and disgust.
"Screw you!" She spat, literally, on Fergus’s face.
He proceeded to lick the spit off his face with a sadistic grin.
"As you wish, Megami." He purred as one of his hands moved away from her wrist and slowly slid its way into her thighs.
She gasped, closing her eyes as if that would make him disappear from existence. But this was reality. She had no choice but to accept him now.
"Stop resisting and just embrace your hidden desires." Fergus licked his lips as he used his left hand to slowly drag down her pajama pants.
Soon, he got a glimpse of her red underwear and his grin only grew wider.
"Magnifico." He chuckled mischievously as Isleen flinched and squirmed underneath him. She shook her head profusely while her eyes were still closed.
Fergus had begun using his fingers to make his way into her pussy when he paused as he realized something. This would be the first time he would be having Isleen fully. No hiding and no interruptions.
Yet, even after everything he’d done for her, she still wouldn’t give in and embrace the pleasure. Something was hindering her. Someone.
"It’s that mate of yours, isn’t it?" He mused out loud, as he brought his left hand out of her pants and used it to brush some strands of her hair aside. "Well, it’s no matter. I’ll free you from his clutches soon enough. I think Kylo is doing that for me right now, so fret not, Megami."
That seemed to trigger something as Isleen’s eyes bolted wide open. A growl escaped her lips as her squirming stopped.
"Leave. Rhett. Out. Of. This!" She emphasized each word as she roared, taking him by surprise.
Suddenly, she managed to move her legs and kicked him in the groin. And it actually hurt!
God damnit, it hurt so bad!
Fergus subconsciously held his balls with both hands for a couple of seconds, but that was enough for Isleen to slip away from underneath him and roll out of the bed and onto the floor.
She landed with a thud but soon stood up, holding her arm as she eyed Fergus menacingly.
The... The bitch! 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝓬ℴ𝓶
Meanwhile, Isleen continued ranting. "You’ve hurt the people I love for the last time, Fergus!"
His groin stung with pain but he still managed to get up, his eyes not leaving Isleen for one second.
What was this? Why did he feel hurt? Why did he feel betrayed?
It seemed he couldn’t get her to answer those questions as she ran away, leaving him alone in her room. Hmph... No matter.
"You can run, but you can’t hide Isleen!" Fergus sniggered as he stood up, snapping his neck as he stepped forward.
It seemed Isleen’s wolf was finally manifesting itself today. That was the only explanation for that kick she’d given him on the balls. He wouldn’t have ever imagined that her kick could be so strong.
His ears picked her, opening the entrance to the living room, taking even him by surprise. She was faster now too.
He grunted as he increased his walking pace, moving down the stairs with a mission in mind. If she dared to ask for help from anyone in the pack, he’d kill them in her presence. Nothing and no one would stand between him and his Isleen. Not anymore.
When he finally got outside, he gazed around and realized that the town was almost devoid of people. There wasn’t even a vehicle in sight and the only wolves he could spot were a few pack soldiers here and there.
He knew he’d made the right choice killing Dew. Her murder had forced the pack to go into a self-imposed lockdown. Now he could play with Isleen without much distraction.
Fergus swerved his head around until he spotted Isleen walking quickly towards an unknown destination. She was on the phone, talking to someone.
"Hmm... I wonder who that is." He scratched his neck awkwardly as he walked forward after her. "That’s not the direction to the pack soldiers’ headquarters. I thought she’d want to escape to her precious little Gamma Rhett."
He chuckled as he placed his hands into his pocket, while occasionally waving at a few pack soldiers who were stupidly clueless of what was happening.
People had been advised to stay indoors, but they were still free to move around. The lockdown wasn’t forced, it was just that the civilians had grown more wary ever since the last attack from the vampires.
Just then, Isleen turned back and looked him directly in the eyes. Her hand was in her pants pocket and for a weird reason, Fergus felt like pausing.
However, he shrugged and continued walking toward her.
She eventually made her way into what seemed like an abandoned warehouse, managing to shut the doors from the inside.
It didn’t take long for Fergus to get there, and when he did, he tried opening the huge wooden doors and was surprised when he realized she hadn’t even sealed them from the inside.
He walked in, sniffing into the air as he followed her scent. The inside of the warehouse was dark and quite spacious, and the ceiling was about twenty feet high, more or less. There were several metal containers and canisters containing some sort of petroleum.
Gasoline, perhaps?
"Come out, come out, wherever you are." Fergus rubbed his palms as his footsteps echoed around the warehouse.
However, something was off. Why did Isleen pick this location as a haven? Could it be that... Oh no.
Suddenly, Fergus saw a fire light from the corner of his eyes and glanced at the direction it was coming from. The fire seemed to follow a line leading up to some containers that were packed with gasoline.
Before Fergus could react, there was an explosion. It happened so fast and the only thing he could see at that moment was fire. Hot, searing fire.
"Burn in hell!" Isleen’s voice was the last he heard before everything went black.
