Their Untouchable Little Mate
Her head snapped to the side, and she let out a pathetic whimper.
"And this one was for tormenting my friend," I added, looking down at her.
Tasha was astonished and couldn’t even find the strength to stand up. She just sat there in the grass, her mouth hanging open as she realized the girl she used to kick around wasn't there anymore. Kira, on the other hand, seemed horrified by what I had just done. She reached out and pulled at my sleeve, her face pale.
"Cora, stop! You don't understand," Mira said, her voice low and frantic. "Tasha is actually under Marissa now. She’s her favorite little spy."