Joaquin, Francemia, the higher ranks, and the warriors are waiting for Rocky and his men. Byron, Hagen, and Riggins are looking around for Delilah, Starr, Jenna, and Phylicia. They shrugged their shoulders, looking at each other thinking they knew the four human women weren’t going to fight. They were pulling their legs.
“Here come the assholes.” Joaquin looked at thousands of wolves running their way. He nodded, thinking the women were right. “Be careful Sunshine. I'm looking forward to our private victory celebration. It's going to be a blast."
"Blast." Francemia giggles and kisses his cheek, "I look forward to celebrating with you. Be careful Papa."
Rocky, Parry, and Cahir look at Joaquin, then Francemia. Parry licks his lips. “That’s the same young lady, and she’s human.”
Die
