Tracking My Alpha
The girl blinks at her, "wh, wh, who?"
Veronica puts her nose close to the opening of the window, her eyes narrow at the girl, "the guy you smell like that's who," Veronica's hands are on the roof of the girls car as her claws come out." I cringe, "fuck."
The girl's tears stream down her face, she rolls the window down another inch, "he, he, he, we, we, went th, tha, that wa, way," she pointed in the direction I went.
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