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Kevin’s focus snaps to me and a wolfish smile fills his face. Some blood coats his white fur, but he doesn't seem to be severely injured at all. His beady eyes lock on mine. A weak person, or wolf, always catches his attention. I'm hoping this turns into his ultimate weakness. Wait for it. He bares his teeth at me and looms over me, savoring the moment before the kill. Dom sneaks up and sinks his teeth right into his throat. Kevin's eyes widen, but the damage is done. Holding tight, Dom yanks and soon has torn out his throat. Blood spurts from Kevin's wound and he stumbles back before falling on the ground. His breathing becomes labored and within seconds the life leaves his eyes. "Oh f**k no." Dederick's loud voice rings in my ears. "You all are going to pay for this." I spin around
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