SPICER GRAY
“Kill him already. What are you waiting for?” Mirabel asks me as if she is telling me about her day. Good heaven, killing one wolf alone doesn’t make me a killer who jumps at frail people.
“No. You do it.” I tell her.
“Fine.” She says, her eyes are dangerous. The man who earlier had a smug look on seems shocked. He takes a step back and Mirabel takes one forward.
She stops and asks, “and why are you hesitating when you didn’t the night you killed Dad?”
“Mirabel, I don’t think now is the time to talk about that. We have someone here trying to make a meal out of us. How about later?” I stare as I ask her this but my eyes are on the yellow teeth man.
It is either Mirabel's trust me and the fact that I can jump and save her if the man tries anything or she has a death wish. T
