"They have to be with the Oscuras!" one of the Wolves beneath me cried as I tried to ignore the progress of the spider with all my might. "I want that bitch's head on a spike for what she's done," another yelled. "We should cut her open and spell her name out on the ground with her entrails." "Isn't that gonna take a lot of entrails?" someone else interrupted. "Rosalie Oscura is a pretty long name-"
omg they are so fucked up
