Alpha's Dirty Secrets
Not likely," Buffy muttered, as she twirled her jaguar incisor between her thumb and forefinger.
"Tell that to the very delicious 'Hell-Pig' I killed and butchered a few days ago, my 'First'," I snorted back.
"You have someone else's memories floating around your head," she countered. "That's cheating."
"Who is the whiny bitch now?" I chuckled. Buffy looked away, then rubbed the ear Pamela had impacted. Buffy would get me...later.
"Someone else's memories?" Hana poked me, looking for some translation that made sense.
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