Darren's POV
I had thought about it during my stay at the coven. Thought about different ways to torture the werewolves. I settled on this idea. I would have preferred to dice their bodies up, leaving their head, neck and chest intact as their bodies tried to heal. Then I would feed them with wolfsbane twice a day until they couldn't take it anymore. Unfortunately for me and luckily for them, I didn't have that much time on my hands.
"Now that that's done, where next, Alexander?"
I dusted my hands clean, patting my clothes as I forced dirt off them. I did my best to stay clean, but it was clear that I was a long way off. My hands were red with blood while the rest of my body was littered with bloodstains. I walked back to the bushes, finding the couple passed out on the ground.
