Alpha Rick
I say, pulling on her hair and making her look at me.
She smiles, licking the side of her lip as she feels it bleed.
"Dream on, bitch. You have no chance against my sister."
"Maybe not. But, she'll never be able to go past Santiago." I say as I take the amulet out and smile. The wolf was gloriously shimmery as the moonlight hit it.
“Pudrete. Perra!” (go rot, bitch) she says, making my anger boil. I slap her hard again, this time, making her grunt in pain as she spits out blood from her mouth. I smirk, folding my hands over my chest in amusement.
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