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cheeks. I felt my world unraveling
and just didn’t know what to do. Maybe his mother was right; maybe
she could help him see reason. Maybe everything would be okay and
Ulric would remember that he loved me. In the least is was high
time that I pressed the issue and tried to make him see the
truth.
    My fox and I have known since the moments we
laid eyes on him we just assumed since he was a nagual he was
unable to realize we were eternal hearts until we commingled our
blood. I was sure his life essence would figure out that we were
eternal hearts. I was going to have to try to talk it out with
him.
    Ulric was smart and always believed he was
more skinwalker than chupacabra. He would want to be with me if he
believed we were eternal hearts. He would never choose a camazotz
over a skinwalker. I’d wondered if he even knew who his eternal
heart was. I would bet the entire farm that he had no idea his
eternal heart was the infamous camazotz that exclusively stalked
skinwalkers. Hell, he would probably reject her just based on who
she is and what’s she’s done in the past.
    Besides, Ulric trusted me and would want to
be with me. Then once we commingled our blood he would see that I
really was his eternal heart. I just needed to reason with him and
he would come around to my way of thinking. Then again, if he
didn’t see things my way, with some encouragement I knew that I was
prepared to do whatever it took, even if it meant that I’d to find
a way to eliminate the camazotz myself and make Ulric mine
again.
XII~~ Taini’s Perspective
    Dinner with Pau and Waylon had been
unpleasant and useless. It however seemed to go on for hour after
endless hour. Neither Pau nor I ate real food and watching Waylon
shove bites of cooked food into his mouth over and over again did
nothing but make me feel ill. By the time he finished shoving huge
amounts of cooked meat into his mouth I was ready to snap.
    I could tell my cold energy was driving both
Pau mad and Waylon was becoming flustered and excited in not such a
good way. For a moment I found it interesting that I was affecting
him a normal run of the mill human more than Pau a nagual with a
skinwalker side. I couldn’t help but wonder if my eternal heart
would appreciate my cold energy or would hate it. Because of the
Nazi’s experiments, I was different than any other chupacabra. More
specifically, for some reason I developed this cold energy that
came off me in waves. Everyone is affected differently. Chupacabra
find it difficult to be in the room with me since it irritates
them.
    To the skinwalkers, and many humans my cold
energy is like an aphrodisiac. I’d escaped the concentration camp
twice during the war. Both times, the Nazi’s used my cold energy
against me. The released a few of the skinwalkers they were also
experimenting on and said they could do anything they wanted to me
if only they found me. Both times they found me in no time at all.
Back then, I’d been untrained and helpless. If they had just
attacked and killed me I might have never grown my hatred for them.
What they did was far worse. They played with me like a cat plays
with a mouse. They chased me off and on for days. Each time they
found me they would torture, rape and injure me then leave me to
heal. On and on this went without end an in sight. I was only
twelve years old in human years and didn’t understand why they did
this to me day after day week after week. These were grown
skinwalkers, they knew I was helpless and just a young child and
didn’t care.
    My cold energy when mixed with fear and pain
changes to an extremely unique scent that excites and pleases the
skinwalkers similar to what catnip does to cats. Pau looked over at
Waylon again and realised he was enjoying my energy more than he
was comfortable with. Then he looked at my face and decided that
soon, very soon I would be taking a severe nose dive into
crazy.
    In an effort to avoid an even more
uncomfortable situation Pau cleared his