Chapter 2

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"Uh.. Hahaha.? Just kidding?"
Growls ripped through the air and Lethá grimaced.
Again Myst you haven't been practicing have you.
Um I might, possible not've practiced.
Is not've even a word
It is! It's in the dictionary
Growls ripped through their train of thoughts.
Right
Letha pulled up her black hood as the pack surged forward. There was no more friendliness in their eyes that there was when they were playing paper, scissors, rock.
Myst! What do we do! Lethá screamed,
I have no idea that's your job. Myst stated calmly.
I hate you
Love you too!
Lethá snapped back into the present as a large black wolf nearly pounced on her. Lethá snarled at the offender.
"Give me your best warrior! We'll fight to the death!" Lethá snarled at the alpha.
"If he or she wins, obviously I'm dead! If I win you'll leave me and my ancestors alone!"
Lethá felt pretty dur à cuire at that moment.
The alpha smirked and called out in French.
"Dépêcher Mikr!"
Lethá then assumed Mikr shouted back.
"Qu'est-ce que tu veux?"
The alpha sighed and Lethá knew he wasn't happy with the offender.
"Vous battre quelqu'un!"
Lethá knew one word and it was beating.
"Excuse you!" She grumbled.
The alpha waved a hand dismissively waiting for Mikr's answer.
"Génial!"
Lethá didn't even know that language but she heard heavy sarcasm.
The alpha growled but Mikr didn't budge.
Lethá was really starting to like this guy.
"Sors."
Now that didn't sound good.
The alpha called on someone else.
Carter
That's a nice name
Myst are you feeling alright this is a person were talking about.
Yeah I'm okay
You sure?
Yes!
Okay just checking.
Said Carter was walking up with a wicked smile on his face.
Her eyes met his green ones.
Mate.
Merde

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