“Yes, me.” I checked the cakes to be certain the push didn't spoil any. I released a sigh I didn't know I was holding, thrilled to know that nothing happened to my cakes. “Do you have a problem with me?” I folded my arms and glared at him.
He mirrored the expression on my face, “werewolf w***e. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? You gave your body up for freedom while your people are suffering? A good werewolf, you are.” He spat with enough venom it seemed poisonous just listening to him.
I scoffed, “seems like you don't have anything new to say. Still hell-bent on calling me a w***e, are we?”
My lips curled up at the side when his face scrunched up in anger before it changed to a mischievous smile, “Lux isn't here to save you, slut. Do you still think you can survive without him?”
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