Alison's face was tilted to one side. I hit her so hard that I let out all the pent-up anger I had in high school. I removed some of the powder off Alison's face and felt a sharp pain in my palm.
I looked at Alison, and a clear handprint appeared on her face.
Alison covered her face and looked at me in disbelief, her eyes filled with hatred.
I looked at her warily and prepared to defend myself. She could come at me if she wanted to fight with me here. I was not afraid of her at all.
Mia was also agitated. She was shouting to express her anger. Alison had just slandered me and Michael at the same time. How could she dare to do this? If Michael were here, he would say this was enough to punish her.
"B*TCH! B*TCH! How dare you hit me?!" Alison roared at me like she was going crazy. "You disgusting, despicable b*tch, go to hell!"
Alison's eyes were shining. Her wolf started to take over her body. She pounced on me.
