I'm still as confuzzling as ever. Woot. Go me.
Sorry, this is short. Very short. I'll make up for it next chapter.

I hope. O.O

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Ch 12: The Tease

Qain was dead.

Yeah. Now is it just me, or did that seem too easy. He was suppose to be this vicious murderer that no one could vanquish...and all it took was the bone eating disease that he created.

Yeah.

"Good," Saben's voice tore me away from my thoughts. "Now we can get on with this."

She walked over to the table by my bed and opened the top drawer. From it, she pulled a long knife. The narrow blade shimmered ominously as light reflected off the surface. Saben smirked at the knife mischievously, as though contemplating its future potential.

"What's that for?" I asked, eyeing the weapon cautiously.

"Oh this?" she glanced at me, and then looked back at the blade she was twirling on her fingertip. "Just a precaution."

"But he's dead..." My eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. Carefully, I glanced down at the body on the floor.

Yes. Definitely dead.

"Yes. Yes he is."

Saben's smirk broadened even more. Still twiddling the knife, she casually leaned against the wall by my bed.

"Qain's not the one I'm worried about," she sighed.

"Then who–" I began, but she cut me off.

"You see, Susannah, I haven't been very honest with you since...well, since I first met you, really."

"I don't understand," I said, and licked my lips. My eyes narrowed upon her. The way she was playing with the knife like it was a toy–the impish grin that painted her lips–all of it was starting to irritate me. How could she be so damn calm?

"Everything you think you know about me is a lie. Well, for the most part. I am you. I am a shifter. But I'm not here to stop Qain," she let out a small laugh. "No. Quite the opposite."

"Been talking about me?" a cold voice came from my left. Qain–well, Qain's ghost, technically–flipped off the machines monitoring my condition. Oxygen. Morphine. Everything. Needless to say, I began freaking in side.

"That was more painful than you said it would be," he scowled down at his body as he walked around my bed, to where Saben was standing.

"You never would have gone through with it if I had told you the truth," she purred to him. The anger on his face diminished immensely. Her sultry attitude obviously had the desired affect.

"True," his voice was deep as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her.

Oh my fucking god.

Chapter 13 will def. be longer I promise.