Rogue
the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face.
Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch."
"Why am I here against my will?" I snapped.
"You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said.
"I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?"
She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"
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