<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Fey had been picking a mother's flesh from her teeth with the femur bone of her child. Fey hated children, their cries of laughter were what killed her but she loved to hear them die. Fey was naturally a sadistic bitch and it was hard to hold it back but she did it well with Dax and other werewolves. Humans she despised and only used them for either sex or for food. Luckily for her the world was full of them, they multiplied and covered the world in their filth. <br/><br/>Other werewolves however she had a sweet spot for, a mothering love. When suddenly she was presented with a white lycan she thought she was a ghost. Crouching she studied the women's movements and smiled at her words. Now this girl looked like fun. Flashing her pearl white teeth at the snowy female Fey acknowledge the defense and showed she would bring the bitch down easy if pushed. She was the alpha female and Fey wouldn't mind having this one in the pack. <br/><br/>Dax knew he would like this girl, if not just for her uniqueness for just having another female around. Fey didn't care what Dax fucked as long as he knew she was his mate. Fey wasn't going anywhere and she liked to have her own fun outside of him. Looking the girl over she might have some fun with Sophia before he got a chance to. However Fey was more hungry then horny and she wanted to see what this female was capable of. Fey knew how much fun it was to hunt as a pack or just with another wolf, it was more of a game then. <br/><br/>Plus she needed something to take her anger out on, like the whole town for instance. <em>I'm Fey, I would love for someone to have some fun with. Paint the town red and all.</em> Fey laughed and smiled up to the moon. Sniffing the air the scent of family home was near. They seemed to be everywhere. The fucking breeders, she wanted them all to scream. Running quickly through the shadows she made it to the small little cottage secluded for being in the city but at the edge of the city the houses were more spread apart. <br/><br/>They could scream and no one would really notice. Fey wanted to be smart about it though. The Jackal had seriously gotten to her and she decided to make it a game. See how long they could go with out making someone scream. They had to be fast and silent. Fey was good at breaking into houses though with out making a sound. It was killing she had a hard time with. Luckily though for the girls the children had just been put to bed and there seemed to be three the eldest a female, fifteen years old and from the smell virgin. The youngest was three. The parents were upstairs sounding like they were having the worse sex she had ever heard. Fey looked at Sophia. <br/><br/><em>I'm going for the children. If you'd like to put the parents out of their misery please be my guest.</em> Then she was in the house, having unlocked the door with one long nail. Not many females like children, said it made them feel like monsters. Well Fey couldn't have babies, she had tried and it had ended badly. The memories of her miscarriage was what fueled her hate of children and weakness. She hated mothers especially but knew the two grown adults were the equivalent of the three children she was eating. Fey was always fair and she would never be rude towards a new friend.</strong></span></span>