Britta was moments from yelling at her brother, but she heard someone come creeping down the stairs. The cat shifter her brother had picked up the night before was wearing the clothes she’d been wearing when Britta saw her coming into their house with Dag. She silently watched the puma walk by, heading toward the door. The twat smiled at Berg but didn’t even acknowledge Britta, and it was her house too. So Britta did what any sister would do, “I really wish you’d stop bringing your whores here, Dag!” she yelled at the cat’s back The cat stopped at the living room doorway, back muscles flexing.
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