Reaper's Word

Chapter 32: Old Habits

Clair gave a sigh looking up at the metal ceiling above her. She turned over and climbed out of the vent and into the hall. All was quiet at the moment. No one moving around. Granted no one was really left except Carlos and his wife. They hadn't come out in days and she figured that was best if they wanted to live.

Gamma was still growing but with the sudden lack of food she had slowed down. She always seemed to know when Clair came out of hiding and would find her. It was no different today. Though she never led the others to her.

Gamma was an easy companion. Content to look around and learn the layout of the house. There was an air of anticipation in her as more humans would soon be brought here. She could finally hunt herself. Beta it seemed had taken a keen interest in Gamma which the young hell hound didn't seem to mind.

Clair felt the cool feeling sweep over her. It told her that the barriers were in place for the arrival of the new people. Her only thought was to think how long she thought this group would last. She moved down stairs to see what kind of group they were bringing this time.

She heard the ones in the kitchen. Good they had practically no food left. The house kept it fresh but couldn't make more of it. The group being brought in she could hear was a tourist like thing again. Like she'd been brought in. she could smell the cooked food and so could Gamma. Right now she just looked like a black Sheppard.

Clair went past the kitchen. She saw them moving in there. She ignored them and moved to the dining area. She heard someone call after her to stop but she didn't. Fuck them she wasn't going to indulge them by talking to them. Instead she went into the dining room. A group of seventeen were sitting there talking. How normal it looked, how foreign. Gamma could not enter the room and stopped in the hall sitting and watching her.

"Oh are you are guide?"A woman asked.

"No." Clair said. She moved over and grabbed some food eating it. Carlos and Leanne showed up. They looked disheveled and dirty, and incredibly happy for the food.

live here? Are you

looked very withdrawn at the

what are you doing?" A

clear they were not going to stick

black, but not the solid color. The hazel was gone. The rest

like that." The group looked between them. A few moved to the

hell hound. Everyone around the table jumped up. As always one went to try the outside door. Isaiah's gaze was still on Clair who

since he'd seen her last and better than a week since he'd been able to touch her. It clawed at him like a ravenous animal. He was more interested in getting his hands on her than the

Isaiah. She was extremely excited and he wanted to see how she would go

Isaiah took one last glance toward the kitchen and then moved off to take care of his hunger. First that, then Clair so he didn't do something by

___Clair___

she'd just eaten felt far too rich. She should have thought of that she was used to simple foods. At least that was what she was pretty sure it

the vent she needed and went up. She grabbed her I-pod and put it in to ignore the screams that were going to

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