OLD VERSION: Amendable (Book 3 in the Original SOCIETY Series) ✔

❦Thirty-Two❦

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Another growl ripped out of me as one of the Were-Mercenaries swung at me; her claws barely missing my face. Her glowing eyes narrowed more when her elongated teeth gnashed in my direction. That God damn arm of hers swung at me again, so much closer than the first time and I was ready to grab onto her wrist to rip out her claws one by one. 

Which I was close to doing, by the way.

Scowling, I stepped back and leaned away when the she-wolf took another try at me. I could feel my lip curling, readying myself when she pushed off her feet and used her body weight against me. Her hands clutched onto my shoulders when I tried to brace myself from falling over and the bitch used her nails to dig into my skin. 

A painful cry escaped before I grit my teeth, my wolf peering through and now my glowing gaze matched hers. The damn she-wolf sneered with a half smirk, knowing what advantage she had and deepened her digging. Leaning my head back, I let out another grit-teethed groan. The she-wolf anticipated my own clawed hand coming at her and she lifted her knee to jab into my stomach. 

"Fuck!" I grunted, sucking in a breath from feeling her nails cutting into my muscle. 

Growling, I raised my hand between her arms and latched onto her throat. The she-wolf snarled, releasing one of my shoulders and used that hand to scratch at my face. Another growl rippled out of me, making me squeeze my grip on her throat more. The she-wolf snarled her teeth at me again like she was little affected. 

Another surprise on her part, she used her arm to swung upward and let her claws scrape up along under my chin. I threw her back from me, shaking my head and grit my teeth while the smell of my blood penetrated my nostrils. 

"How quaint," the she-wolf teased through a sneer. Her eyes looking me up and down as she continued, "Even as brutal as you and your pack members are highly spoken about, you still manage to treat lil' ol' me with decency." 

Her glowing eyes narrowed slightly, grinning, "Good to know you're such a gentleman, even when it means I'm kicking your ass." 

I sneered at her, lowering my chin as the she-wolf chuckled behind her lips and raised a brow to eye me once me. She raised her bloodied fingers by her face, her fingers slightly curled as she admired them. Her eyes glanced my way before licking the blood off the side of her finger. 

"Mmm... I can taste the fury in your blood. And even as I stare at you now, I can tell just how much you are holding back. Aw..." Her nose scrunched, giggling, "That's so sweet! " 

She clicked her tongue against the back of her teeth, feigning a pout. I raised a brow, lowering the other at this crazy bitch's smile. She wiggled her bloodied fingers at me.

"So sad that my about-to-be mercy is afraid to actually hurt a woman."

My lip curled, growling again and bracing myself for her to rush me again, but I blinked when the she-wolf cried out, falling forward and hitting the ground. She held a hand to the back of her head, lifting it to stare wide-eyed at the blood now on her hand from the attack behind her. 

I couldn't help the grin when seeing the she-wolf sneering with narrowed eyes up at Red standing over her with a bloodied brass knuckles. His fist was still held up, the hard punch he'd given to her head left the blood glistening on the large metal piece he held. 

My gorgeous, sexy platter sneered back at the pissed off she-wolf and huffed, "ButI'm not."

The she-wolf growled up at Red, pushing herself up to face off now with him.