Chapter Twenty-Nine

“Hello
Malory. What did you want to talk about?”

Amaryllis
asked.

“Well,
first I’ve somewhere I need to take you. It’s only a little bit further away
from here.”

Amaryllis
agreed.

They
walked to the barn, Malory willing Wolf to be eager for human flesh.

Amaryllis’s
reaction was a lot like Arianna’s. Shock, horror and a million other words for
fear and disgust.

Malory
untied Wolf from the nail in the wall.

Amaryllis
was frozen with fear.

“Malory!
You didn’t kill all these people, did you?”

Malory
had her knife in her hand.

“Every
single one.”

She
smiled and Wolf snarled.

Amaryllis
screamed but Malory was quick and plunged the knife through her chest.

She
looked upon her counsellor, who was still just about alive. She stabbed her
again when she’d pulled out the knife, dripping with warm, wet and scarlet
blood. She continued the stabbing and her normal ritual of pouring the blood
into a bucket.

Then
she lit her hoard of candles while Wolf feasted on flesh. Now that her murders
were over she was taking him home (after she’d washed the blood off of him, of
course) so that she could keep him. Her parents had been promising her a new
dog since her last one had died, but they’d never got around to it, so they
shouldn’t have any problem with Wolf.

The End

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