Wild Love
I say to Ronan, then take a step towards Cyprus, I see Alex stiffen, but I tell him to relax in a way only us can hear.
"Easy, Cyp." I say in a soft voice, place my fingers on his cheek, carresing, then I grip his neck, and break it, it happens faster than he could blink.
"Witch," I say, gesturing to the dead guys body, then point at Cyp's "Werewolf."
If they weren't gagged, they would scream.
"I am a Lycan," Alex says in a bored tone, then proceeds to rip the nearest guy's head off.
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