thinking
sad
[a sinner like me?] - ]tainn, elu] - [NO interactions]
The distant memory of his screams were an aching chorus that now sung in this perverse Hell-like pit of her mind (there is no Heaven in there).
Finley Reed was a highly respected human man of craftsmanship and wondrous prosperity. A fisherman that held much respect in the community of West and South Side Saint Haddock. Even after the Fog’s disarming presence he always stayed so positive; a truthful, generous and kind soul. Elu herself was so smitten. Once revealing her werewolf-classifications to him, did he choose to take control. Introducing him to the pack was easy enough- she was Alpha after all so they quickly accepted him. He was a great storyteller, listener and councillor- everyone admired, loved and worshipped him. Elu eventually became shrouded in the background; a female Alpha was unheard of, traditions kept men as the leader of any pack. It was natural for the male to be the dominant of the species, they were always the strongest, most flamboyant and applauded. God is not a woman and Elu is not a man.
When he asked the question for her to turn him, it took Elu by surprise. It was a Summer morning, bright and breezy, herself three months pregnant awaiting the arrival of their precious baby Kitchi. It was a peculiar question to ask. yet Fin’s eyes had grown so serious and into this unwavering (a trait unfamiliar for him) stare. Still, Elu believed he was joking at first though she wasn't inclined to say no. Of course she would- to become one with the love of her life so that they could further strengthen their bond. It did not even need an answer so she agreed.
Love of her life. All that shit did not count after the first bite.
The gut-wrenching loss of control was disastrous, she was very aware yet her body would not respond and she had to devour him quick. Mainly so there were no remains and secondly because she just could not help it. Elu knew that could have turned him but once her teeth met his soft skin but the ravenous rage kicked in. It tore through her as, the elongated snout dug into his perfect skin and his blood-curdling cry ripped through the air begging for mercy. Luckily, the traces of remaining gore were washed down the closest gutter by the onslaught of sludge and acidic rain, lit only by full moon. The light was subdued by the Fog yet its lunar intensity was unsuspectingly efficient at dissipating humanity.
Perhaps it was the instinct of an Alpha that caused her to lose it? Someone who may threaten her position as leader could not be tolerated and the best way to dispose of him would be death.
Three years have now passed after the disappearance of Finley Reed. Not a word has arose concerning Elu's involvement, instead it has been blamed on the ever increasing vampiric activity throughout Paradise City.
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