He desired her. She despised him.
"Why?" he thought. He couldn't understand the reason of such despise. He lost his mind with her, they had a furious discussion and she despised him even more.
It was always the same. He wanted her by his side, but she was a death dealer, a warrior. Kraven had left his days of warrior a long time ago, when the war against the lycans was over. But she didn´t stop. She insisted. Wanted them all dead. And she wouldn´t stop until she killed them all, to revenge her family. Selene was resolute, decided, a true warrior, and she wouldn´t rest until she finished her task of killing all lycans. Kraven insisted in his mad, obstinate infatuation which he cherished for Selene, day after day.
She denied. He went mad.
It was an important day. Everyone in the mansion were excited. Viktor would sleep and Amelia would be awaken. Selene was bored, for they didn´t had news of a group of lycans for days. To stay there, still, in that mansion, it wasn´t for her. She was a death dealer, she should be doing what she knew to do, to hunt lycans.
But Kraven didn´t want her doing that. He wanted her for himself. He wanted her by his side that night. "Don´t waste your time with me" she insisted. She was driving him crazy.
Thunders. A storm began to devastate the skies in that promising night.
Kraven went to his bedroom to get dress. He took off his shirt.
Knock- Knock.
"Not now" he cries out, furious. The discussion with Selene left him with a terrible mood.
The door opens. He tuns to the door, to see who was disturbing him.
It was her. She was in a long black dress, dazzling, even more beautiful.
He stays still, stupefied, surprised, perplexed. Doesn´t know what to say. She has always despised him, always challenged him, and now she was there, in his bedroom, in his presence.
"Will you not say anything" she asks, surprised. "Didn´t you want me by your side tonight?"
"Yes" he answers, confuse. "What are you doing here?" he finally asks her, before the curiosity for this question could devour his mind.
"Well..." she starts "We´ve just heard there are rumours of... werewolves... in the near village. Maybe we could organize a group of death dealers to go there..."
So this was it. After all, it was all she wanted. His authorization to send the death dealers to check a rumour about lycans. She didn´t give up. He got furious and they began the discussion. Another one.
He talked and talked, and she replied, until, weary of that, she walked to him and pushed hid body to the wall.
She pressed her body against his and kissed him, long and ardently. He involved her with his arms and kissed her back. For the first time, in hundreds of years, he felt the kiss he longed for so long, he desired so much and felt the softness of her lips. he kissed with an ardent passion.
"Let me take the death dealers to the village" she whispered in his ear.
"Yes" was his single answer.
She insisted. He gave in.
And she left him there, alone, with the taste of her kiss in his mouth.
It was always the same.
He asked. She said no. He insisted. She denied. He went mad.
