The idea left Bitch shaken. How? Why? Was it some power? From the start, she’d known what the woman wanted to express as easily as she did with her dogs.
Yeah, I do think “some power” is at work here. A power similar to your own. Or rather, a side effect of a power, similar to your own.
“You’re an animal, Bitch.” The woman gave special treatment to that last word. Bitch stiffened.
Not completely accurate, but not wrong either.
The woman pulled away, one hand remaining to caress the side of Bitch’s face. Her eyes were lowered again, Bitch noted.
I really do feel like this might end with a kiss at some point or other.
She was smiling lightly, her lips pressed together, teeth hidden. Playful, gentle. Bitch let herself relax. It hadn’t been meant as an insult.
Nope.
More “you’re like me”.
The body contact was intrusive, but she could grit her teeth and bear it, at least until she figured out who this person was and how she could fight back.
It does seem like Bitch didn’t catch on to what Siberian was talking about when she said just “The Nine”.
Besides other reasons she might not get “Slaughterhouse Nine” from “The Nine”, I guess it’s entirely possible Bitch hasn’t heard of them.
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