Destined To A Rejected One
Chapter 26

The smell is great! – Sasha speaks as he watches Occisor pour the chopped spices into the frying pan with the fire going – What’s the meat today?

Elk.

Happiness seems to overflow the young girl’s small body. For the past two days, Occisor has been more susceptible to interactions with his companion, and even if it’s just a few words at dinnertime, it makes all the difference in the world to Sasha. The feeling of loneliness has dropped two percent from his routine.

Go do the dishes,” Occisor orders without taking his eyes off the undercooked meat he is preparing.

Although lycanthrope palates are different from those of ordinary humans, some spices make the meat taste more refined. Tastes tend to vary. Some like a lot of paprika, some like a lot of onion, some like a lot of garlic and so on. Occisor likes to mix the spices, chop the onion, paprika and coriander. He crushes the garlic with salt and stuffs the meat with it. Both the smell and the taste leave his mouth salivating. And during that week, Occisor realised that his destiny has the same tastes as he does. Which, in his opinion, simplified everything, as he refused to prepare two kinds of meat.

Will you teach me how to make it one day? – Sasha asked, approaching the kitchen and sniffing the smell.

Occisor doesn’t answer her, just takes the pan off the heat and goes to the table, distributing the pieces on the plates. He puts the empty pan on the table and sits down, Sasha sits next to him, as usual.

You haven’t answered me! – she insists, staring at him.

Occisor sighs: “Why do you want to make dinner? Don’t you like what I’m preparing? What’s missing to satisfy the taste buds of this complaining female? And if she doesn’t enjoy it, why doesn’t she complain?” – he wondered looking at her with suspicious eyes, trying to replace some answer in her body’s speech. Sasha felt uncomfortable with this look, and as if reading her partner’s thoughts she answered him, even though he hadn’t questioned her.

Where I lived, no one wanted to teach me how to hunt or how to prepare game for a meal. The less interaction I had with me… Even I thought it was better,” he replies, looking at the meat on his plate. “Even I hated the cold solitude of my den in my daily life” – he completes the answer in closed thoughts.

“And why did I care whether or not he liked the food I prepared? That shouldn’t matter to me at all” – he rolls his eyes at the thought and takes a deep breath.

Occisor remains silent for a few more seconds. “What the hell is happening to me? Damn it,” he curses, closing his eyes. All he wanted was to distance himself from her, he wanted to be able to kill her, but no, everything is going the wrong way. Time passes and now they even talk and he no longer wants to eat without her, making her help him set the table just to prolong the interaction between them a few moments longer, and he himself distributes the food in equal parts, and sometimes, he even puts the leftovers on her plate. He noticed how her body gained more curves in these ten days they live together, her face now has smile marks, and in his opinion she became even more attractive to his chagrin.

Tomorrow I’ll teach you how to hunt. I just have to think about what weapon suits you…. Um… Maybe…

I, uh… Look, thanks for your kindness, but I don’t want to hunt like humans. I want to hunt with my own claws.

That sucks! – She rolls her eyes: it’s a lot less tiring to shoot at food.

You don’t have to…

We’ll go to the forest early tomorrow, before the skies clear. The animals won’t be so alert.

Right!

The smile on Sasha’s face makes Occisor admire her for a few seconds, uncomprehending, and then shake his head to shake off the desire to know what she tastes like on his intended’s rosy lips.

May I ask you a question?

Go ahead.

O… What happened, um… Like, um… Oh, uh… Why did you come to live with two vampires?

Occisor chews very slowly on the piece of meat in his mouth. Sasha waits patiently, staring at him.

I don’t want to talk about it at mealtime – he bites into another piece of meat.

Very well – Sasha begins to eat as well.

Dinner passes in total silence, the only sound is the sound of meat being torn by their canines. After ten minutes, they both finish their meal and while Sasha washes the dishes, Occisor puts them away. Even without words, the young woman is happy, she is not so lonely. And she still has the books. There she stopped reading, she just takes a large number of books from the library and puts them in a basket in the room she shares with Occisor. He didn’t scold her or anything, he just let her do whatever made her feel more comfortable.

When they finish in the kitchen, Sasha is the first to take a bath. She loved getting used to showering and brushing her teeth every day, the smell is very stimulating. Feeling clean, not seeing others frown when she’s around because of her smell.

She comes out of the bathroom already dressed in her white nightgown, and not at all discreet, but Occisor didn’t tell her that this piece of cloth concealed very little of her body. But she always scolds herself and turns her back to try to sleep. Now it’s Occisor’s turn to bathe.

Sasha sits on the bed and picks up one of the books, now she is starting to read the books of the lycanthrope session. The first book is addressed to Mani and Selene. She is still at the part where they are both training for the big day of the contest. As he finishes the second page, the door opens and in walks Occisor with only the towel around his waist. Although she has grown accustomed to sleeping with a naked man beside her, Sasha still feels her cheeks heat up every time he enters the room and removes her towel.

The mattress next to the young woman sinks down and she sniffs the air, the smell coming from it is very tasty. She takes a deep breath and stares into his eyes, not to look away and glances at another strong body part next to her.

Um… Now can you answer the question I asked you at dinner?

Occisor takes a deep breath, he doesn’t like to remember why he lives here. But he thought everyone knew that story. But apparently he was wrong again, his destiny did not know his name or his story, although he was feared by all races.

The moment I was born, I was rejected and expelled from the herd. My mother was accused of treason and then we were hunted down. An aunt of mine, her name was Ruby… A cimex moon… She went against everyone to try to defend my mother and me… But what could she do being the lowest being in the whole pack? – a smile of anguish forms on her lips, but soon disappears – They killed her and left her body unrecognisable. My mother couldn’t run anymore, she couldn’t turn because of me and that’s why she ended up breaking her leg. Mari couldn’t save her, but she did what my mother asked her to do, which was to save me. And since then I live here, with her and Margareth.

Silent tears flowed from Sasha’s eyes, her heart clenched. Her story is somewhat similar to her own, where the only people who loved her died to free her from her father’s clutches.

A loud bang makes Sasha startle, thunder pierces the sky and a bolt of lightning lights up the room, the young girl with a leap grabs Occisor and hides her face in the crook of his neck. “It’s so good” – she thinks and squeezes him tighter. Occisor’s eyes widen for a few seconds, but that doesn’t stop her from hugging him.

A huge storm begins outside the base, every moment lightning and thunder flashes across the sky and illuminates the room through the gaps in the window, making Sasha squeeze him even tighter. Occisor holds her around the waist and pulls her away from him to look into his face. Her eyes are closed tightly, her mouth slightly open, he can feel her fear of thunder.

As if hypnotised, he cannot take his eyes off Sasha’s small, full, heart-shaped lips, and as if they were a magnet, he also closes his eyes and slowly goes to meet his partner’s soft lips.

Sasha’s eyes snap open a little nervously, but soon she closes them, her partner’s warm lips are covering hers, lightly and gently. She opens her mouth a little wider, giving way to Occisor’s tongue. An explosion of feelings and sensations runs through their bodies, making them both hot, and Sasha feels for the second time the spot between her legs throbbing with excitement.

This is their first k**s, but it is also the first time Occisor has kissed such sweet, innocent lips. The evil assassin, gives in to the charms of the innocent pretty girl and hugs her tighter making their bodies stick together and letting her feel his huge e******n screaming for release, Sasha clings to the male’s shoulders as the k**s gets hotter and hotter. Reason seems to disappear from the couple in bed, even though it’s their first k**s, the young woman follows her loins and mimics the movements of the male’s tongue devouring her, leaving him on the verge of collapse.

Memories of the first time he was on top of her invade her mind with everything, the memory of him rejecting her body and saying he has nothing to attract her saddens her.

Stop, please,” Sasha asks in an affected voice as Occisor reaches his hand across her clothing and down to her breast, squeezing it lightly and feeling her hard nipple.

He looks at her a little annoyed and reason seems to return to his body as he quickly climbs off her and sits down on the bed with his back to her. Both of their breathing quickens, Occisor entwines his fingers in her hair and tugs lightly on them trying to get back to normal, Sasha pulls down her jumper and lies down with her back to him.

The thunder seems to be over, after a few more minutes, Occisor also lies down. And the night goes on with both minds boiling with thoughts.