"Hey Freak! " Nikolas jeered on at me
"How I had wished he was some inches closer to my face, so I can rip off his throat". The thought was just becoming tempting as his jeers became quite unbearable.
"Why don't you come say it to my face d**k face". I told him, a word that came out from an uprising aggression I didn't know exist.
"What was that? ". He bellowed. His wolf nearing breaking point. The colors of his eyes swiveling between orange and brown.
"I just said, Why don't you come say it to my face d**k face". I replied him smirking and enjoying his rage.
I could feel the jailer contemplating whether to open the bars to my cage and whack me with the silver laced whip he was wielding or better still pull the lever to the silver chain connected to an high voltage regulator attached
