I coughed a laugh as he kneeled and grabbed me by my hair, ripping my head back. “Maybe I will start with the dark-haired one. What was his name? Xavier?” I was on my feet in the next second. Gasps overtook cheers as I rammed the jagged talons that replaced my nails through his chin. Pure hate oozed from his eyes, followed by blistering pain. I hoisted him up, my hand driving a fraction deeper, spearing through the fleshy tissue of his tongue. He glared at me and gripped my wrist with two hands while the others flailed, trying to fight me off. “I think you talk too much.” Fangs replaced my
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