Chapter 150
- Ȥeƒer
- I shift back to my human form, my bones cracking back into place. I looked down at Michael's dead wolf. Bastard thought he had a chance against me.
- Ester coughs, blood spurting out of her mouth as she weakly drags her body to her dead mate. I had teared the flesh of her neck, the witch will not live. Still I watched as she dragged her body to the useless dog, it was amusing.