(Caroline’s POV)
Now Caroline. Go wolf now, Keegan mind-linked me. I could feel the anger coarse through my body as I shook with the anticipation of power and strength. In less than a second, I was down on all fours, growling at Natasha. My clothes were ripped and scattered on the floor. Her expression was pure fear and I loved it. With everything she did to me over the last week, I wanted her to suffer. But more importantly, I wanted her dead.
“T-That’s not possible,” she whispered. Keegan crossed his arms over his chest and raised an eyebrow at her.
“You didn’t honestly think we would leave her that vulnerable to you, did you?” he asked her. I stalked towards her with my teeth showing as I barked at her before I continued growling. I would do the pleasure of killing the person who has been torturing me since I met Keegan.
She would pay.
With that final thought, I lunged at Natasha, taking her throat in my mouth. She kicked and screamed, but my jaw was locked. With one last squirm from her, I clamped my mouth all the way down, earning me a satisfying snap from her neck. Her body went limp. I let go and watched her lifeless body thump the floor. I didn’t even feel bad about killing her. There was commotion outside and I looked towards the door. The fighting was getting closer.
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