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Her scent was quickly becoming stronger, and anticipation built up thickly along with the foggy ache for living meat between his always hungering jaws. He would cruelly repay her for her sins; for keeping the child a secret. She would know pain, and though he had found immunity against such, he knew that emotional pain could burn deeper and less forgiving than any nerve could grant her. He wondered if she knew that her daughter was dead. He and the Lykoi woman had left the corpse to rot, and in a world dominated by nature, there were always creatures designed to clean up what the larger predators left behind. It was a shame really, and the beast regretted not devouring the dead girl’s flesh. Little tasted better than a hint of his own blood, and Noir had tasted of that.
The white woman stared at him, asked him a question. It was not him she saw, naturally, but he would answer her nevertheless. ”I did.” Surely this would answer all the woman’s questions, and it would be nice, because he had not come here to answer them. Haku wanted more to devour, and Tayui’s remaining children would not continue to live much longer.
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