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"You bastard!" Carrow pressed her pal from her reaction "You promised you wouldn&039;t bite me! Does what I want matter at all to you?"
The demon stared at her as if dumbfounded, while she was panicked She couldn&039;t catch her breath There was still time for him to see her meate and doorappling to get his weight off her "I trusted you"
"Carroanted - "
"I knohat you wanted" She&039;d offered herself to hi love to her, he&039;d preferred to steal her blood
That stung so much At once, she felt both violated and rejected
"Get off me!" When he wouldn&039;t, fury filled her She launched hier than she had in years And he&039;d fueled it Which made her wonder - what in the hell had that bite felt like to him?
Rock dust clouded over hi snap?
As the dust abated, she gasped in horror She&039;d launched hiashed open in a dozen places, blood pouring On top of that, one of his shoulders had been dislocated, and his right arm appeared to be broken
Sympathy swept over her, and she rose to see to him "Malkom, I " She trailed off when blood trickled down her breast and dripped froaze was rapt on her nipple, on each droplet of blood
She dabbed at the puncture wounds, and her regret vanished, resent its place Does he prefer et out!"
He gazed at her with guilt, even yearning in his blue eyes But above all else, his expression looked disappointed
Didn&039;t matter how he felt That bite could spell her doo inside a cell,if Carroould ever return "Out!"
With a frustrated growl, he left the cha away How badly had she hurt hione, she stared at the exit For as long as she lived, she&039;d never forget the look on his face The disappointment in his expression ate at her
Which confused her She cleaned up and dressed, then began pacing He&039;d just hurt her, so she should want him to hurt in return Yet he had her so mixed up
She had the sense that he&039;d expected so specific from her - she didn&039;t knohat All she kneas that she&039;d let hiitated, she crossed to Lindt&039;s backpack for that flask of Jack Daniel&039;s, wondering, Is it still good? Of course Alcohol was preserved in alcohol, after all
As she stared at the bottle, she wondered how her life had co de betrayal that she didn&039;t want to deal, and a little girl depending on Carrow to save her life
She kneithout a doubt that Ruby was going to turn her entire existence upside down And still Carrow et their life together started
Getting sauced wouldn&039;t help anything But it can&039;t really hurt either, can it? Carrow lifted the flask, knocking back a shot, savoring the burn
What was she going to do with Malkoive hi on hi was so difficult between theuy like Mariketa&039;s man? Her husband, Bowen MacRieve, adored and spoiled her He was a gorgeous ho itty and fun
Carroas thelove to her One who couldn&039;t discuss current events or use silverware and had only recently been introduced to hygiene
Mari had once mentioned that Bowen didn&039;t like to watch the same movies that she did
Carrow&039;s man? He didn&039;t knohat a movie was
She couldn&039;t help but be jealous of Mari They&039;d bonded over the fact that both of their parents had left them behind It turned out that Mari&039;s had abandoned her to go fight evil and hter
Carrow&039;s wanted to play golf on a perpetually bal fate was giving her But I deserve loving parents and a great guy too, damn it!
Where the hell was Malko, and he was the key to her and Ruby&039;s freedom That&039;s the only reason I care where he is
Bastard bit her!Again Chugged her breast like a frat boy on a Natty Lite He broke his vow
Still, she had a lot of nerve to blae of destroying his ability to trust forever
Everything was so damned difficult
At the end of the flask, she concluded that she was now drunk - and that he definitely should&039;ve been back by now Deeh to fry a monster X if need be, she decided to set out after hiht, then stumbled down the mine shaft
Once she reached the exit and the wind hit her face like a slap, she slurred, "Fuggin&039; hate this place!"
She was about to declare her hatred for him as well, but stopped herself She didn&039;t hate him for what he&039;d done