“You fucking bitch!”
I shook my wolfy head. “Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?”
“At least I have a mother, you whore! I heard yours drove off a cliff just to get away from all of you. Can’t say I blame her!”
My vision went red as rage raced through my veins, turning my blood into lava and setting my whole body on fire. “Do not talk about my parents,” I warned, as I circled her.
Aubrey tipped her head back and barked out a laugh. “Aw, did I hit a soft spot, princess? Are you still sad your mommy would rather be dead than spend another minute with any of you?”
That was the final straw.
I darted to my right before leaping to my left, catching her off guard. With both paws, I dug my claws into her shoulders, easily drawing blood. She howled in pain, but I barely noticed. Instead, I caught sight of her jugular vein and lurched toward it. I wrapped my teeth around her neck and bit down until I tasted blood on my tongue.
But I didn’t stop there.
I shook my head violently as her blood sprayed into my mouth and she went limp in my hold. With one last growl, I tossed her body aside and watched as she rolled to a stop. Her chest was still heaving with her labored breaths, so I knew she’d be all right. Not that I really cared in that moment.
I spun around to find every single person in that kitchen with wide eyes pointed at me. At the very front of the group were Wyatt and Beatrice. I didn’t even know when he got there, but he looked horrified. Bea, on the other hand, actually looked proud. Not surprising as I learned everything I know about fighting from her.
But it was Wyatt’s wide, fearful gaze I couldn’t stop staring at no matter how hard I tried. I took an involuntary step toward him and his eyes widened until they were round circles in his face. I cocked my head to the side in confusion as he stumbled toward me.
“Callie!” he yelled.
Less than a breath later, I was tackled from behind. Sharp teeth found the back of my neck and dug in as we went rolling across the floor again.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
The first thing Beatrice taught me was to never turn my back on my enemy and I’d done just that. I knew I was going to hear it from her later and really wasn’t looking forward to it.
The sharp teeth in my neck dug in deeper, eliciting a whine from me, but that was the last sound I allowed out of my mouth. Knowing she had the upper hand, I had to do something to dislodge her canines or she’d rip my neck open.
I hunched over, pulling her with me as far as I could go before flinging myself and her backward. I landed on her chest with a thud and a gasp of air. Thankfully, the latter forced her mouth open and I was able to wiggle out of her hold while she fought to catch her breath.
I put a safe distance between us and turned back to her with a snarl.
“Get up and get out of here. We’re done.”
She growled loudly as she staggered to her feet. “You’d love that, wouldn’t you? For me to just give up before you have to get your hands dirty. What? Are you afraid you won’t come out on top?”
“No, I’m scared I’m going to permanently damage you.”
She barked out another laugh before lunging toward me again. I dodged her easily and swiped a paw out just in time to knock her sideways. She shook her head and charged again. This time, I waited until she’d missed me before I reached out and locked my jaw onto her hind leg.
She howled in pain as I bit harder, the blood running down my jaw. Aubrey tried to shake me off, but I was too strong, and my hold was too tight.
“Stop this and I’ll let you walk away with all four legs,” I growled into her head.
She snarled back and snapped her teeth at me, narrowly avoiding my face. I dug my teeth in harder until I heard a snap and her leg went limp. She tipped her head back and howled, filling the room with her anguished cry.
I pulled my teeth out of her leg and jumped back before she could retaliate. Now limping on only three legs, she turned to me with fire in her eyes.
“You broke my fucking leg.”
“You’re lucky I didn’t break your effing face. Now, walk. Away.”
She growled, her hackles raised and her tail twitching in agitation. “I’m not backing down until I break something of yours.”
I snorted. “That’s not going to happen. Just give it up.”
Aubrey snarled at me and crouched down as best she could with only three good legs. “What should I break first?” she said, completely ignoring me. “An arm? A leg? Maybe your pretty little neck so I can get rid of you for good?”
All right, now I was getting irritated again.
“I’m going to give you one more chance to leave before I hurt you again.”
“Or maybe, I’ll go for your boyfriend instead.”
I shot a quick glance at Wyatt and found him entirely too close to two wolves that were this out of control. My stomach lurched to my throat as I tried to position myself between them.
Her eyes lit up as she did her best to stalk forward, her hind leg dragging behind her. “That’s it. I’ll rip out his throat and that’ll be killing two birds with one stone. I’ll get rid of a half-breed and you’ll have to live knowing it was all
