Brutal Lycan Prince
Ember remained silent, studying me with an amused glint in her eyes.
“But at least here,” I muttered, swinging again and managing to force her to step back, “Lycan women are honest about their intentions. You don’t pretend to be best friends while plotting behind someone’s back.”
As I took another step forward, feinting to the right and then striking at Ember’s left, I felt a pang of anger shoot through me.
Dani.
She was supposed to be my best friend. My only friend, really, in a world where people only cared about money and status. And yet she had stolen my things, fucked my boyfriend, and then had the audacity to get engaged to the fucker.
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