Holding the infant in my arms, I dared not struggle too hard.
But immediately afterwards, I saw Alpha Griefen clutching his stomach and staggering backwards.
Alpha Fergus, like a triumphant peacock, proudly sidled up to me and cooed:
"Darling, kicking him just now made my foot ache~"
I anxiously pulled him back, only to be blocked by Alpha Griefen,
"Cecil, you're just a common hen thinking you can become a phoenix. Alpha Griefen's simply grown tired of delicacies and fancies something lighter."
"Only I won't scorn you for being utterly worthless, just a weak Omega. Once he's had his fill, what male werewolf would dare take you, you worn-out shoe?"
I stared blankly at the male wolf who'd been my companion for seven years. His sudden torrent of insults and degradation washed ov
