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Chapter 70: _ Next Target
Fergus
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Taking the form of a young boy made him feel awfully strange. It was the first time he’d stolen a boy’s flesh. He hadn’t done it before because he didn’t have a reason to. Now that he did, it seemed he’d do it more.
He followed Isleen and Kylo from a distance that day. He saw the route that followed and just when he was sure that they’d be back in the same direction, he struck his plan.
He created that scene with those bloody elves and put up an innocent front when Isleen intervened. He had studied her, knew she had a big heart, and was sure that she’d take him in or at least, keep him close.
And she did.
She took him right home. Not just that - she adopted him too.
The fool!
She ignored all the hints that something was odd with ’Liam’. Fergus found it hard to act on Liam’s character. Hell, he hated Isleen’s dumb roommate.
That idiot irked him to the core with his stupidity. Every time Kylo came around, he always made sure to relate with him, to get to study him at a close range and figure out who he was.
To know how to pierce him and make him a pawn in his mission when the time arrived.
There were times when he’d feel like he could puke from acting so dumb and little like Liam and then, he’d drop his resolve. At times like that, he usually saw the confusion etched on Isleen’s face.
Yet, she’d set it aside and allow herself to see him as just a little boy.
How lucky he was to have her as the main pawn of his mission. 𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑝𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝘮
Speaking of luck...
Living with her in the same room was the entertaining part of his mission. Those times when she’d walk into the room at night, wrapped in just a towel. When she’d let it down and glorify him with the beauty of her nakedness.
To hell, Isleen was a hot embodiment of a woman.
Every time, his dick would rise, watching her towel dry her hair, pat her body dry and put on her nightwear. He’d watch her. Imprint in his head every detail of her body.
That was one unpaid for entertainment. He always looked forward to the nights. To see her body. Her beautiful body.
But then again...
That wasn’t the only intrigue.
He smelled a wolf.
It wasn’t Isleen’s. He was sure Isleen must smell it too. However, due to how fast she dismissed things, she must have thought of it as one of her neighbor’s smells or even Liam’s.
Yet, Fergus’s vampire senses were more heightened than Isleen’s wolf senses. He had lived longer than her. He had lived for hundreds of years and she?
She was twenty-two or three at his best guess.
And thus, that smell usually behind her window belonged to someone he intended to find out who it was. Soon enough, he found out who.
After he killed that disgusting Teacher who was taunting Isleen, Rhett came over. Killing that teacher was one of the killings he enjoyed to the core. It was only sad that he had to do it quickly.
It wasn’t part of his plan but he was hungry and was looking for the perfect food.
And voila - Mr. Fenrir or whatever he was did what he did. The perfect food.
Perhaps, that one act out of his mission was really a good thing since it brought Rhett to their doorstep and he was able to catch him and Isleen’s little secret.
Bloody hell - they kissed too.
It made him want to have sex with the both of them at once, sucking and drinking their blood along... hearing their little gasps of pain, their claws sinking softly into his flesh.
Damn.
It was only sad that he could not touch any of them. They were pawns in a bigger plan. A plan that the Vampire Lord - Vlad Shadowheart himself was orchestrating.
And he was just a messenger.
To avenge Cherul, he would kill as many wolves as he could. They wouldn’t know what hit them. He would feed as much as he could.
Lucky him. He already knew who his next food was.
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It was nighttime after Kylo and Isleen had broken up. He heard every bit of their conversation from his position with Cullen. They had broken up.
His mission seemed like it was going to be easy to achieve with every day that passed. Isleen and Rhett being mates was just that breakthrough he needed.
It now seemed as though the Moon Goddess was against her own creations. How could she have made Isleen and Rhett mates?
That was just what he needed to complete his plan.
When Rhett came to question him about that stupid fairy he killed and he tweaked the narrative to paint the fairies as bad people, he knew it was the beginning of throwing contempt and doubts between those dumb creatures.
Now, the Ravenwood wolves would be wary of the fey, and the fey, be falsely accused. That would cause a nasty disaster.
The vampire’s enemies would turn on each other very soon. Very very soon. He was so proud of himself. His assignment was going very well.
When Lupe came earlier before Isleen went out to meet Rhett at their agreed meeting point, Fergus gulped in stark hunger. Lupe reminded him of who his next target was.
Time to eat.
"I need to go to bed now since Mum wants me to." He stood up and said to the stupid Cullen.
Cullen hissed and tried to drag him back. "Leave Isleen, Liam. She’s still out. When we hear noises that she’s close, you’ll run inside and pretend to sleep."
"Isn’t that lying and deceiving?" He tilted his head, enjoying the one thing he liked about Cullen which was his outlawness.
Cullen winked at him. "Men lie, Liam. You are a man, aren’t you?"
Now, Fergus wondered if Cullen should just be his next target instead.
