War of Threes
“Members of the old Lycaon pack. I am your Luna, Karamea. This is my mate, Diego. Our other mate, Lily, is attending to other matters.”
She’s interrupted by the angry voice of one of the biggest warriors. “No woman is going to tell me what the fuck to do. Especially not a dyke!”
Almost before I can see it, she’s standing in front of him, her patu embedded in his temple. She flicks her wrist and the top of his skull goes flying.
Ok, we’re doing this with a show of strength instead of mercy. Good to know the plan hasn’t changed.
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