Destined To A Rejected One
Chapter 22

EATING WITH THE PARTNER’S FAMILY

Occisor, without batting an eyelid, opens the entrance door to the private first floor without caring about the stares of the officers, and hears no sound from inside the flat. “Where are they?” – he asks himself as he enters his private area.

Without a care in the world, he lifts the girl by the shoulder and throws her to the floor. Bloodstain holds back the m**n of pain that tries to escape his throat and massages her buttocks.

Without any modesty in her body she walks down the corridor and heads for the third door, which is where Margareth’s room is, but desists from calling for their help when she hears the m***s of her older sister. “I can see why she hasn’t noticed the different smell in here” – she rolls her eyes at the thought and backs away going back to the first door in the corridor, that’s Mari’s room, but she’s not in it. “Where is she when I need her!” – she thinks as she walks over to the laundry basket. From inside she picks up a dress, doesn’t even look at it just cradles it in her hand and walks back into the room.

Put this on – she throws the clothes in the face of the young woman who is standing in the middle of the room hugging her own body. Without another word she walks back down the corridor, this time to her room to get dressed.

Bloodstain smells the dress, it smells like roses. She tangles the fabric in her fingers and the fabric is very soft, light blue in colour, she soon tries to dress herself and the length of it comes down to her knees, the thin straps show how light it is.

The sound of the iron door opening catches her attention and she is even more startled to see Mari’s red eyes.

Mari narrows her eyes, the scent is wolfish. “I wonder if…” – With supernatural speed she approaches the young woman and pulls the hair on the back of her neck, seeing the letter R, “In the end, the goddess also went for the name chosen by Esmeralda” – the smile on her face is huge.

At last you have arrived – Occisor speaks, crossing his arms, at the entrance to the corridor.

Mari, still smiling, turns away from the young woman and looks at Occisor.

By the looks of it, the hunt has paid off handsomely.

Don’t talk rubbish, it’s just not…

The conversation is interrupted by the loud sound echoing in Bloodstain’s belly, and he feels his whole face burning. Now Mari pays more attention to him, his body is too thin, with large scars on his shoulders.

“Looks like someone’s been through a lot,” she thinks, but doesn’t say anything about it, it’s really best not to dig into the past right now.

• Give me a few minutes, dinner will be out soon.

“Thanks, I guess you really do take care of all your children after all” – Mari smiles as she leaves the room heading for the kitchen, her thoughts reach Selene who smiles too.

Occisor lies down on the sofa, tiredness takes over his body, and now what will it be? He wonders, love or none of it was never in his plans. It was supposed to be just revenge, just murder. Just that.

• Are you going to be there all the time? – he says, not bothering to lift his arms from his face to look at her.

Bloodstain doesn’t know where he can sit – in the castle where he lived, all they had left was the floor. But what about here? “I’d better sit on the floor, this is a murderer’s house…” …. Well, it’s not much different from there, but there I knew I wouldn’t be the one murdered and what would await me if I did something that displeased my father, but here I don’t know how it works…” – he talks to himself and sits on the floor.

• Why is he on the floor? There’s another couch over there, sit there girl.

Without making a sound, Bloodstain gets up and goes to sit where Occisor indicated. She looks at him more closely, now that he is more dressed up, his hair is now neat and black like hers, his arms are heavily muscled and full of veins. Next to him she is very short, he with his 1,95 height, and she is only 1,73. Curiosity is something her father could not destroy, only put her to sleep. Taking a deep breath, she fills with courage.

What… What is your name? – she asks quickly.

I’m sure you already know,” she replies without taking her arms away from her face.

All I hear about is a traitor who hunts his own? Never heard his name.

Call me Occisor.

What does that mean?

Her speech is interrupted, the sound of two approaching voices alerting her. Margareth smells the scent of a wolf and quickly closes her face.

Go away Lucas – Margareth says to the boy who was with her a few moments ago in her room.

The boy doesn’t understand what has happened, humans can’t know if a being is a lycanthrope or not, their sense of smell is not accurate, and if their existence wasn’t public, no one would know about them, except, of course, the other beings.

Margaret as soon as she sees that her companion is gone, she uses her speed and grabs Bloodstain by the hair hard, and it hurts, her eyes fill with tears, she looks at Occisor but he didn’t move.

How did you get in here you creep, answer me you bitch! – she speaks louder and pulls even harder on the young woman’s hair.

Bloodstain’s whole body is trembling, the fear is great, Occisor can feel it, but does nothing.

Mari returns to the room wiping her hands with a tea towel, and the scene she faces fills her with rage, with her speed she approaches the two and grabs Margaret by the neck pulling her away from the young woman.

What’s the matter with you? – she asks angrily, looking her in the eye.

I just wanted to know how this thing managed to get in here inside the base!

Then why didn’t you ask its mate? – Margaret’s eyes widen, and the anger returns to Mari’s brain as she shifts her gaze to Occisor.

I don’t get involved in a woman’s fight.

Liar!

Mari kicks Occisor hard in the shin, who finally shifts his position and massages his leg.

You’ve turned into a bloody child! – he exclaims angrily as he feels the peck on his leg.

Mari hits Occisor right in the face with her open hand, and Occisor’s face begins to turn red with rage.

What do you think…

Try to grow up and become a man! And if you don’t… – he leaves the sentence incomplete, but Occisor understands the threat.

Bloodstain massages his scalp and tries not to smile at the complaints his companion has received.

Come, let’s eat, it’s this way, my dear,” Mari takes the young woman’s no and leads her into the kitchen.

Occisor rolls his eyes and follows, Mari huffs angrily. “Didn’t he say he was going to kill her?” – she thinks angrily, that anger is partly jealousy too. Her love has abandoned her to become a vampire.

Mari sits at the head of the table as usual, Occisor to her right and Margaret to her left. Mari arranged another chair and placed it next to Occisor, which was where Bloodstain sat.

What is the name of his companion?

I don’t know,’ Occisor replies with a shrug.

Mari sighs trying to control her anger, deep down she was hoping Occisor would act differently when he found her, but he’s still thick. “I’ll have a lot of work to do,” Mari thinks and crosses her arms over her breasts.

What is your name? – she asks, looking at the shy young woman.

Bloodstain, ma’am.

No need to call me ma’am, you’re family now.

It seems so,” Margaret rolls her eyes and takes a sip of her b***d.

You have a very different name… What does it mean?

Bloodstained – Margareth answers instead of Bloodstained which makes her shrink even more in her seat – But one question, if your name starts with B, why does Occisor’s collar have the letter S on it?

With Margaret’s question, Mari looks at Occisor’s collar and notices it too.

Bloodstain was the name my parents chose for me, but Guila was the one who raised me and she didn’t like that name,” she explains quietly.

And what name did she give you?

Sasha.

It’s a very pretty name, can we call her that? – Mari smiles softly and that makes Bloodstain feel more comfortable.

Cla… Of course! – he can’t hide his smile.

Oh, and by the way, the letter on your neck is R.

Sasha puts his hand to his neck and touches the marked letter, he doesn’t know which one it is. He looks back at his partner next to him and he just eats, unconcerned.

You’d better eat soon,” advises Mari.

I… Can I eat now? I don’t have to wait for you to eat first?

Of course not, Sasha. You should have finished by now. I don’t know what kind of meat you like best, but I prepared the same meat Occisor is eating.

Sasha’s eyes fill with water, “I’ve never eaten meat to put together, the most I’ve ever chewed was small pieces of pork in a soup at the human’s house yesterday” – she thinks and tries not to show her feelings.