I had been practicing shooting with Adam and also Damon, had been to the shooting range, and even got a gun license. Now it was time for the trial by fire. Bran and Adam had a network of people who knew just these pharmaceutical company bastards. We'd go to the killing spree tonight to see if I'd actually kill with a gun. I could probably rape a wolf lightly and Mimosa didn't actually understand why she couldn't ravage the bad guys until Adam explained it to my wolf. According to Mimosa, the world or society is rotten if they persecute wolves who do good. Mimosa thinks a little piece of lead shot into someone's insides is impersonal. Nobody knows who killed this one. Mimosa saw the world as if we were not, in fact, subject to human laws at all. We can't be put in jail because we're not human. Adam didn't start an argument with my wolf about this. He just said to Mimosa " Mimosa, it's just your opinion, but remember who's the pack leader here." Mimosa didn't argue any further. I was dressed in black, black jeans, a black shirt, a black jacket, and smart shoes. I had chosen the Beretta as my weapon because it seemed to fit my hand better than the Walther PPK that Damon highly recommended. There was nothing wrong with it per se, it was just a bit too heavy for my hand. Adam and I started walking down the street. My clothes were black, but they clearly showed that I was a woman. I should go to the bar and pick up this man and lure him into the alley with me and shoot him. Simple but so many things can go wrong. What if the man doesn't go with me, how do I get him to go with me? What if the gun doesn't work? Adam took me by the shoulders, looked deep into my eyes, and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back and Adam looked at me again and said " That's better. It's good that you're a little aroused, sexually. Men will notice that and go with you like a fucking magnet. " I went to the bar and identified the victim. I knew he had a wife and kids, although they're separated, a mistress, and the pharmaceutical company that tried to kill me so many times, the boss. In fact, I remembered this guy. This one came to my room once or twice. At least when I stopped dissolving in acid no matter how strong it was.

I went up to the bar next to the guy and ordered a white wine and the guy started talking and flirting. I said to the man. "Come on, let's go down the alley and I'll show you what I can really do." I tried to be seductive even though I wanted to rip the man's head off his shoulders right then and there. The man started to follow me and I led the man into the alley and pushed him to sit down. I took out my gun and said "I guess you don't recognize me now that I'm not melting in acid." then I fired the gun. Two times in the heart. And I went over to the man and shot him one more time in the back of the neck. No heartbeat. No breathing. Adam came a little ways away and said " Otherwise good but don't talk, work. It's easier. Don't let the rage come to the surface. Just clinically shoot and that's what works best." I nodded. I was actually pleased that I got the man killed. This felt right. Adam and I practiced for another week. Now I was wearing slightly different clothes depending on where the victim was. If I had to kill during the day, I dressed very modestly and without color. I did my job. I didn't talk to anybody and after that week Adam said "I think you're getting pretty good at that. You're a natural. As you can see, the gun-handling skills come in handy." I nodded and went back to the very first thing I always do to clean my guns and reload them for the next night.

Bran looked at me seriously " Are you sure you want to do this? It might not be for everyone." I nodded. I had just found my career. Amazingly I liked to kill, but only who I was supposed to kill, I wasn't some homicidal mad shooter but no one had suspected me so far after pulling a few jobs. It didn't stop the Salvatore from stalking me, though.

Salvatore. That guy is so aghh. Handsome, nice, fucking dangerous, seductive, and a damn good kisser. Ever since Adam kissed me at a party and once in an alley, Damon's been making sure he's the only one kissing me. Well, I mean, I've never had any kissing experience, but the feeling that guy gets in me. Well, as a member of the pack, I try to keep a proper distance every now and then, but fuck, that's tricky. Luckily we haven't had another shower together, I guess that experience taught Damon that I can do something too. I had a surprise in mind for him somewhere in between, which I thought I'd try to do. Damon had been wanting to eat my femoral arteries for some time and I had managed to prevent him from entering El Dorado. But I thought I'd do the job for Damon first. As long as I could find the right moment. Because when I do it that time will surely give the Lord permission to return the favor and I remember what he accomplished with one finger inside me.

For example, now I no longer get to run full moon by myself when I have a big pitch black wolf with one white spot on his shoulder, right where I have pitch black myself. We are each other's biological halves. Damon said to me " You know what that means, Baby." then he walked away. And that sentence. It gave me another funny feeling. Damon's hands are wild, when we kiss and we kiss a lot, his hands always find their way onto my bare skin, breasts, stomach, sides back. Nipples. I have managed to keep my legs together but it's getting a bit tricky. And why I keep them together. Because I'm not ready yet and besides, it could become a weakness for me. Bran hasn't taught me much per se but the times he has instructed me on something he always remembers to point out the weakness. You have to be strong. Not to be weak. I tried to get that into my head from the beginning because it made sense.

Weakness is one thing Bran has taught me almost from the beginning. Don't show weakness. Don't look for yourself to be weak. Emotions and blind trust are weaknesses. You can have a pair. A mate even but. You are the best person to help yourself. You are the one you can trust. Bran said "I know you and Damon are doing well and it's wonderful that you are getting love and new experiences but remember my dear girl, don't completely trust, even Damon, we are all subject to more or less manipulation. To temptation and oh dear girl, when the world is full of temptation for us men. No matter how wonderful and perfect Damon is with you, he is a man. An old old creature who's used to getting what he wants and then moving on. If you ever get so close to Damon that you go all the way, be prepared little girl that he might forget about you and move on to the next conquest. I say this purely from my own experience. Overconfidence is a bad thing. There is strength in the pack but love, that, that is a definite weakness."

That's exactly why I had to find something to do for myself. I get a purpose. Something to do, and maybe some money of my own. Adam and Bran are always talking about money in the pack about what takes money and what you can't afford. That's not the future I'm looking forward to. Again I have to make choices about what to take and what not to take because I've done enough of that in my life. Now it's time to save money. I had been learning to shoot for a while and shoot well. If I don't wear makeup I can be very modest looking and when I was still dressing vaguely, gigs were easy but I know there is one guy who can give me what I want, money-making gigs. Reddington. I've been hearing rumors about him for a while now so I decided to do a bit of research. Bran gave me a list to kill and if I do this job right I should get Reddington's attention for myself and then I could see if we could benefit each other.