Chapter80

#Chapter80

Raven On Her Journey

The man or the wolf she just pushed away, grabbed her injured arm and hauled her up. Her weak legs dangled with no strength to keep herself up. She winced in pain and tried to yank her arm off. She could have succeeded had the red eyed man not grabbed her by the other arm and the man with blue eyes not pulled her head back by grabbing a handful of her hair. She let out a snarl. Not a painful one but one filled with a promise to kill them all, if she got a chance.

The werewolf whose back was still facing us, slowly took calculating steps towards them until he was directly in front of her. “You leave us no choice sweetheart. Oh, how I wanted to taste that vicious lips of yours, just once.” He held his hand to feel her lips on his fingertips. But once his fingers were close to her lips, she snapped her mouth, almost biting his fingers off.

He laughed. “Feisty, are we? I would have loved to taste you.” He moves closer to her ear to whisper. But she