Kinsley’s POV

I’m not a good fighter, and I would never claim to be, but I’m scrappy enough to handle Ace. He’s by himself, probably thinking this would be a simple deal with that blonde bitch Rebecca.

I prowl in the opening of the cave, knowing I can’t outrun a rogue. That’s what he’s best at. If I can at least get a few good bites into him, then maybe I can manage to slow him down. His wolf is larger than mine and he is smugly built-in strength.

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