#gdelving

@templeboxers

The petite shewolf ripped apart the mongrel’s rib cage snarling in her instance of madness. Thus cut out from the world as she lost control and unable to hear the male drawing closer. This one had been unclaimed and on a rental; permitting herself to say things as if she could read her mind; and not mongrel could do such. Insult had been traded until Galadrielle had been pushed too far and retaliated with violence.

Chaos, nothing but black chaos.

The compulsion hissed within her mind. Control yourself. Beauty, etiquette, bounty, obedience.

It hurts.

Beauty, etiquette, bounty, obedience; hissed a darker and male’s voice.