Radicals among werewolves

His friend Barry tilted his lips. Alpha has such a sense of territory and hates other people's offences. If you keep staring at other people's possessions like this, it will really make alpha dissatisfied.

Letitia sat down and found that from her point of view, there was a female sober-elves kneeling at the werewolf's feet. She didn't look relaxed. She was lying on Barry's legs like a cat, and the expression on her face was very painful. Her blond curls fell on the ground and Barry's legs. She seemed to feel Letitia's eyes and opened them to look at her.

Her pupils are a very beautiful green, like a green lake. But her look was so painful that she blinked subconsciously and tears covered her eyelashes. Perhaps thinking of some tragic consequences, she quickly reached out to wipe her tears.

But before it was too late, her tears immediately fell on Barry's lap.

Her master immediately stopped talking and slowly moved his gaze to her face. His expression also changed, from the kind of spring breeze-like conversation with friends to frivolous anger.

He immediately moved his hand, cruel and decisive, which stunned Letitia subconsciously.

His arm strength was amazing. He lifted the petite sober-elves. She frowned with pain and sat on Barry's leg subconsciously. The well-dressed man tightened sober-elves' slender waist with one hand and raised her right wrist with the other. Her wrist looks like a fragile flower branch, and a small bracelet is locked at the end of the flower branch.

It was a specially made torture device for her - an auxiliary blood-sucking bracelet.

He only needs to suck gently, and the two thorns on the inner side of the bracelet will immediately pierce the blood, and the blood can be used for him to suck continuously.

Letitia saw such a cruel scene for the first time and even felt more terrifying than the werewolf girl last night. The sober-elves leaned weakly in his arms, her head resting lightly on his shoulder.

Joshua's face was not very good-looking, and his friend threw the sober-elves to the ground after he had fun drinking blood. His movements are very skilled as if he has done them countless times.

Sober-elves are just his tools, he doesn't even need to pity them.

The sober-elves lay on the ground and twitched, her long golden curly hair covering her face. This scene was so terrifying that Letitia subconsciously approached the heat source around her. She held Joshua's calf tightly and looked at him with frightened eyes. Joshua reached out his hand subconsciously to comfort her, and touched her little face, which was as cold as snow, and seemed really frightened. He was a little displeased, and for the first time objected to his friend.

He was a little impatient, lowered his head and took a sip of coffee to sort out his expression:

"Are you here to go crazy? If so, why don't you go home, your sober-elves will die in your house, and you want a murder in my house?"

It was the first time he spoke so bluntly. The upper class always refused to say all things, and every one said to keep some. This was the first time he exposed his dissatisfaction and even said it impolitely.

After listening to Joshua's words, Barry didn't say anything. He smiled and again roughly lifted the sober-elves on the ground. It was her hair where Barry grabbed her, and the pain kept her poor body shaking, only to feel a pair of big hands grab her jaw roughly, forcing her to open her mouth. A pill was stuffed into her mouth, and the familiar bitter taste made her immediately realize that she was being fed something.

And Letitia, who witnessed all this, also knows that this is a popular pill sold in sober-elves stores. It can quickly replenish water for sober-elves who are losing blood. It is also a powerful nutrient, which can enable them to maintain breathing and not die immediately. It is a very good reliever for the symptoms of hemorrhagic shock.

After he finished feeding the pills, he rudely dropped the sober-elves again, leaving her to twitch feebly on the ground. Her blond curly hair was not so beautiful at this time, it was just used to cover her dilapidated body, she still rolled her eyes slightly and shivered on the ground. But she couldn't shake for too long, she tried her best to wake herself up, shook her head, and lay back gently on Barry's lap.

Her owner doesn't like her going anywhere else, and if she doesn't get up, she might be thrown out the door and die in the winter like a stray cat.

Letitia looked at all this and felt terrible. She stepped out of the store and began to really face the cruel fate of sober-elves, which happened under the same table. This is her same kind and her destiny.

Will she be luckier than this sober-elves? Wouldn't her master do that?

She didn't even know, and even her mind was a mess, thinking in a mess, subconsciously approaching the heat source around her.

She hugged Joshua's thigh tightly under the table, she didn't dare to let go of her hand, she could only stick her whole body on it.

Barry's tone changed, and he started talking about the business of his trip.

"The animalization of the ordinary werewolf is becoming more and more common, and the sober-elves breeding centre is not enough." He rubbed his fingers and sniffed subconsciously. There was still the smell of his sober-elves blood on it. His anxious heart relaxed a little and continued: "The radicals are catching sober-elves everywhere, especially those who are pregnant. The breeding centre has been forced to send six pregnant female sober-elves. They want to develop some inhibitory reagents that don't need to be used repeatedly... What's the matter with you?"

He found that Joshua's expression was a little unnatural. Hearing his curious inquiry, Joshua bowed his head and took a sip of coffee. He had sorted out his expression and signalled him to continue.

Joshua was distracted, but it wasn't intentional.

His petite and cowardly sober-elves was trembling and hugging his calf, and her sweet and soft chest was pressing against him. As she slowly calmed down and trembled, he felt a little itchy. He could smell the aroma on her body, her wounds were not fully healed, the shampoo she used was from his bathroom, and the familiar smell enveloped her.

It can also be said that the cold aroma wrapped her sweet fragrance.

He didn't realize it before, but when he smelled it subconsciously, he wanted to smell it again.

It's best to sniff after the friends in front of him are thrown out.

He held out a hand and patted her on the head quietly. Letitia subconsciously shrunk, only to find that she had been holding the master's calf without loosening. She was embarrassed and afraid, and was busy to open her hand.