HAZEL
I’ve known Alison for less than a day and already, she’s proving to be one of the coolest werewolves I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing.
I stare in amazement as red liquid drips down Nancy’s contoured cheek. The drink gives her lipstick a reddish tinge. And she’s furious.
She screams bloody murder, trembling with the force of her rage. Olivia wraps her arms around her, as if trying to shield her from what’s already been done.
I could laugh right now. It’s all so funny.
“Oops,” Alison fakes a gasp, covering her mouth with her hands. “I’m sorry. Are you okay? I’m so clumsy. My hand must have slipped.”
“You f*****g b***h!” Olivia explodes at her. “Everyone knows that wasn’t an accident. You did it on purpose.”
“The same way your friend ran into my friend on purpose?” Alison
