Kill one, the female devil dog ordered, glaring up at her Beta with eyes glazed with pain and rage.
The Beta didn't question her order. She would have killed him if he had. Instead, she watched the large male trot over to where the remainder of her pack lay resting. This would be the second one that he would kill for her in the past day. Her hunger was eating at her with an intensity so strong that she was amazed she hadn't killed the rest of the pack.
The sound of fighting drew her attention back to the group. The Beta had picked the weakest of the survivors, but it was still strong. The fight to live was strong inside the devil dog, but it was no match for the larger Beta. Several minutes later, the Beta returned, dragging a limp body clutched between its thick, powerful jaws.
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