Noctisardor Bypass [r] fevered

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She couldn't see if Indra was getting away or if she was cowering behind. Hopefully her daughter would listen and make a break for it. Hopefully she'd find a safe place. Laurel's mind drifted momentarily to where Indra might find herself if she ran all alone, but she knew that she'd find her way back here, to Rivenwood, eventually. She had to. These thoughts passed through her mind as she dug deep into the toes of the man she hated most in the world. Not me, dearest? Almost disappointed.

No.

Not even Iliksis could match the hatred that Laurel felt for Merrick. He had taken away the one wolf in the world that Laurel loved and cared for more than any other in the world — and that loved and cared for her in the same way. She wasn't going to let Merrick do that to her again. She wouldn't let him take Indra again.

Blood gushed up and she kept biting, biting, biting until there was a sudden sharp pain in her shoulder. She yowled in pain as he dug deep into her shoulderblade and released his foot at once, sending sprays of blood across both their pelts and into Laurel's screaming face. However much she wanted to stop him from pursuing Indra, from leaving her alone, from going away, Laurel knew —

The only way she could end this was to kill him.

Laurel didn't know how she bit through the pain. I'm a wonderful painkiller, dearest, once you set my bloodlust free. She didn't know if Iliksis was lying or if it was really him who was behind the steering wheel now, or somehow reinforcing her. She didn't know how she got so strong so suddenly. Loss of control had never felt as good as it did now.

Blood-splattered teeth sought for his sensitive throat, planning to end it all here and now.