Content Warning: This chapter contains explicit language, and sensitive theme. Reader discretion is advised.
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Ava's POV:
Oh, my!
What the fuck!
No way!
Fuck!
Today, after school, I asked Cora and Fleur to chaperone me to the mall and Owen also invited himself. I needed to buy a dog house and dog food for my fur babies.
After buying everything, Owen brought us to this stall, where a man was presenting a documentary, of a notorious noblewoman, Elizabeth Bathory.
Nickname, Blood Countess. She was the most prolific female murderer in the world. She’s the most nefarious for drinking and bathing in the blood of her victims. Furthermore, she believed the virgin blood would preserve her beauty and stop at nothing to keep her skin youthful. Not only that, but she’s the biggest inspiration for the modern vampire.
“I can’t believe she killed 600 people and bathed in their blood,” Cora said appall.
“Oh my! She would smear her servant girls with honey and leave them outside to be bitten by bees and flies,” Fleur joined stunned.
“I can’t believe, a woman can be this cruel to cut people with scissors, and even her teeth,” Owen shuddered. We are all bewildered, by this lady’s barbarism.
“Okay! Enough of this. Let’s race to the next stall, and we’ll have to buy the first thing we see,” Owen yelled, already taking in the direction.
“Game on, Owen boy,” Cora and Fleur yelled back. I took in my direction, only to come across, my heaven.
It’s a freaking chocolate stall, I quickly got a pack of M&M's and snickers. After paying, I went outside to our prior spot, to see Fleur standing there with a sponge bob undies.
“Look, I got chocolate, and you,” I said while trying not to laugh at Fleur's rife face.
“Hm-Hm, I went to this stall, it was all for men. You know, men's undergarments and all. And the first thing I saw is,” she trailed off, causing me to chortle.
“So, what are you planning to do with that,” I jested to the undies in her hand.
“Nothing! Just gifted it to your Beta mate,” Cora said with a smug smile, coming towards us with a box of Doritos. Guess, we are both the same.
“Shut up,”! Fleur smacked her.
“Ouch! By the way, where’s our darling, Owen,” Cora said, glancing around. Just on cue, he appeared from my left, red as a tomato.
“What the hell happened”!
“So, owene boy, What you got,” Cora flung her arm over his shoulder and wiggled her brows. We all looked to see, he was all awash while fisting something.
“Um- Um, guys, it’s nothing. I couldn’t find anything. Let’s go,” he said in a breath and stepped back. We all looked at him strangely. He was the one to suggest this, and now he’s backing off. Something's leery.
Just as he was taking off, Cora snatched the thing from his hand. We all look to see…
A freaking thong!
We all looked at each other rather than at Owen, who was veering uncomfortably. We again glanced at each other and burst out laughing.
“Seriously, Owen, a thong,” Cora said, wiping her tears.
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