A Lycan's Hybrid Mate

Chapter 27

Third Person's Pov

Now then, we all are supposed to know that whenever someone messes with another girl's man, (especially if that said girl is a warboat) that unfortunate someone is gonna get a beat down of her life.

A beat down can be carried out in any form. It could be:

The swinging of the arms...
The slaps or punches to the face...
The kicking of the feet...

But the number one contribution to all of this is no other than the pulling of the hair.

For some reason. -_-||

And for some people, when they see two girls fighting they call it a 'cat fight' or something like that, right?

Well, in this moment there will be no such thing.

With the rage swirling inside Kage's chest, the murderous look in her eyes, her canine teeth becoming sharper and more prominent as she snarled, her nails also growing longer and sharper, turning into claws and her aura radiating off her in dangerous waves.

She was fucking livid and was ready to do more than just beat the girl into oblivion.

This, my friend, was going to become a one-sided slaughter if someone in the name of the moon goddess did not try to calm the female hybrid down.

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After Kage had ripped Angel off her mate, she flung the auburn-haired girl into a nearby tree.

"When I said to have a talk to settle things between you two, I didn't mean you could shove your tongue down his throat." She growled out as she got rid of some of the auburn colored strands of hair from in between her fingers.

Kage turned to Romanov to see him wiping his mouth vigorously with the back of his hand, grumbling a few profanities.

He looked at Kage and removed his hand from his mouth. But a coppery metal taste caused him to look at his hand to see a red substance smeared across it.

Angel kissed him so hard that her teeth bruised his lips and punctured it enough to draw blood!

His eyes snapped back to Kage. She was now even more livid than before.

"You bitch!" Angel stomped her way towards the two in anger.

As she stomped her way over, the cuts and scrapes on her skin were healing quite quickly. However, her sundress was now ripped and soiled with dirt. Her undone hair looking no better with the leaves and twigs sticking out. The Francis daughter was a pissed off walking mess.

"Just look at what you have done! My hair is ruined! Do you know how long it took me to get it done?! And my dress! Goddess! Do you know how much this is?! It costs more than your pathetic li⎯" A hand wrapped around her neck, cutting her high pitched bitching short.

She choked, gasping for air. She clawed at the hand with her nails, drawing blood. She suddenly felt her back slam against the rough surface of a tree. The girl forced open her eyes and looked down, immediately locking with a pair of pink orbs that was flashing dangerously brighter.

Kage loosened her hold just a bit on the light-blue eyed girl's neck, allowing her to breathe.

Then she came closer, and because Angel had a height of 5'8 Kage had to crane her neck just a bit to look up in little miss bitch's face.