And there I was, standing in the middle of the Free City while the world seemed to tilt on its axis. A few steps away stood Princess, still wearing her paintball uniform. Her blue eyes were glowing with a feral, neon intensity, and she looked mad as hell. Right beside me was Yuki, her violet eyes flashing back with just as much heat.
I didn't know exactly what was about to happen next, but I knew I didn't like the feeling of it. My skin was crawling.
But... How the fuck did Princess even know I was here? We were miles outside of Oakland. And why is she even here, looking like she just crawled out of a war zone?
Obviously... Tracking..
I was busy staring at Princess, trying to find my breath, when Yuki suddenly grabbed my hand. Her grip was tight and possessive.
"Come on, Faye, let's get out of here. I don't understand why that Alpha is staring at us like she wants to start a war," Yuki muttered, pulling at my arm.
