Oh, boy.
Fergus grinned, fangs flashing in the flickering light of the burning buildings. This night had been a smorgasbord of delights– each bite more delicious than the last.
First, the hapless wolfman – a mere appetizer who had his life extinguished with a single bite. Then, the unexpected treat – the two young wolfgirls who'd arrived, all righteous fury and misplaced courage.
Poor, poor heroes. Who saves trouble?
She-wolves! That's who. They had it coming and got what they deserved.
He chuckled, the sound echoing through the smoke-filled night. They were so easy to manipulate, so full of misplaced chivalry. One, he'd used and then drained. She was a carnal pleasure tinged with the sweetness of her despair.
