THE LYCAN KING AND THE SLAVE
"Hey, Gabe, just wanted to let you know I tried to be nice to your little mate, but she's got quite the temper. She slapped me, can you believe it?"
I tilt my head to the side, showing off the red mark on my cheek. It's like a badge of honor, proof of my victory in this little skirmish.
Gabriel's expression darkens, and I can practically see the storm clouds gathering over his head. "She slapped you? Why?"
I shrug nonchalantly, playing the innocent victim card like a pro. "Beats me, Gabe. I was just trying to make conversation, and she went all Hulk smash on me."
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