"Do you need something? You got something to say to us?" Jane snapped.
The she-wolf rose as we approached her table. So did her warrior. Without turning around, I could feel Archer beside me.
Jane was momentarily distracted by the guard's sudden presence.
"A half-blood," the noble spat in disgust. "The fact that she's speaking to me shows how low the Forest Moon have fallen. An omega breeder?" Her eyes landed on me, and she scoffed. "Allowed to move about?"
"What the f*ck are you mumbling about? I asked you a question! Why are you staring at us? At her?" Jane seethed.
She must think she'd found an outlet for her pent-up frustration. I was a little worried about what would happen if she threw hands first.
However, I was unsure what to do, so I stood beside my friend, mildly intrigued
