Beauty & the Alpha
Valerie appeared, gliding through the grass as she sank to her knees and slinked her arm across the witchwolf’s neck, holding the silver dagger up, “You’re wrong about one thing, Elena. You’re not inevitable.”
Elena’s eyes darted up in horror, as she caught the glint of the shining silver dagger. I climbed over her while Valerie held her neck up for me.
“I am!”
Valerie pierced the knife through Elena’s heart, and I pierced my teeth through her neck, severing her head just for good measure. Valerie stood up, and I stepped aside, licking my lips as the taste of the witchwolf’s blood entered my mouth - bitter, but sweet with victory. Valerie lit a matchstick, and held it over Elena’s lifeless,
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