[Christian Armstrong]
After my interaction with those leeches, I was unbearably restless. I don't know why but I just had to go and see Trisha.
So I did that only. As soon as I reached my house, I pulled my Porsche out of the garage. A few of my packmates lingered to see what I am doing.
I can't blame them, after my mother's death, I hadn't pulled my Porsche to go out until now.
"So you decided against me huh?" A chirpy voice that belongs to a walking succubus asked from behind me.
Irritated, I turned to find Katherine. She is a petite brunette. With hazel eyes and pale skin, she can be compared to a magazine's front cover model. She wore a sunshine dress but her beauty paled in comparison to Trisha.
"Why are you trying your hard to force me to kick you out of our pack?" I threatened her and with that, I turn to enter my car. Only she was not done spitting lava.
