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Luke blinked at the other, horror flicking in his eyes before he growled. Something in him just….snapped “What the actual FUCK is wrong with you?!” Luke snapped at the other, copper eyes flashing dangerously at the other. “Like, are you that FUCKING incapable of NORMAL fucking thought?! Or are you just a fucking afterbirth that spat out of your mother and somehow crawled around in alley ways and ate enough filth to FINALLY pass as a fucking man?! ” The petite Omega stood square with the other, refusing to back down from the other. The other’s flippant tone reminded him of countless fosters he had who just didnt give two shits about the kids they were watching, about how they just sneered at them and scoffed. It made Luke sick to his stomach.
“Alright, you’re at a twelve right now, so I need you to dial it back to at least to a six, psychotic little puppy. Also, I need you to get out of my aura before I breathe in the stench of your revolting inferiority,” Skylar stated matter-of-factly, unimpressed by the overdramatic outburst, as he gave the smaller wolf a firm shove. “On the second thought, I’m hereby retracting the invitation, I don’t want your crazy ass anywhere near the theatre when I’m performing, got it?”
















