ALPHA AXFORD; Claiming My Mute Mate
The scent of danger was thick in the air, intertwining with my despair.
As Axford vanished from sight, the other werewolves closed in on me, their menacing presence growing by the second. I shifted backward, dragging my body along the cold floor, knowing there was no way for me to stand and flee. Veronica's voice filled the space once more, taunting and mocking.
"Oh, my my, dirty maid. Had you only listened and gone home, none of this would have transpired. Now, I believe you are ready to face your downfall," laughter erupted from Veronica and her female comrades, as they reveled in this spectacle, reveling in my imminent demise.
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