Chapter 116. To Teach You how To Be a Good Wolf

Dervic POV

Hunger.

That was all I felt.

The insatiable hunger inside me to feel lives slowly fade beneath my hands, to feel their pulse weaken as my fingers tightened around their throats.

The desire to watch that flicker of fear in their eyes dim and dim until nothing remained.

The urge— violent, addictive to watch them die… die for me.

Haha! Oh, how I loved it.

Oh, how it thrilled me.

Oh, how it excited me.

I wanted to do it again, again and again.

Not out of lust alone but because I loved it.

I wanted to feel nails clawing at my fingers, their broken voices begging me to stop as I grinned down at my prey… watching them fight for life, for breath, for a mercy I would never give.

Just a little tighter.

Just a little longer. And then—silence.

But Claude… that human of mine never liked it. What was the word he used?

Ah. Yes. Detestable.

That was what he had called it r