Sleepy Fox Hollow Run, run lost boy

Ah, so she did know. Well at least she wasn't stupid. 
The threat send Nemisis' hackles up. How DARE she? How dare this little nothing threaten her. 
Her lips pulled back, perfectly maintained (and slightly pointier and longer than that of the average wolf, a result of generations of Vampirism and ritual cannibalism) fangs. All facades discarded, it was obvious the beta was staring down the barrel of a loaded gun. 
"The only thing keeping me from ripping your scrawny little throat out right now is my fucking rib is broken. I don't give a shit who it would piss off otherwise. " She snarled, bristling with barely controlled rage. "Listen and listen good, you little bitch. Donovan is mine. If I ever even sniff you around him again, I'll rip you apart like I did the last girl stupid enough to disrespect me." 
She wondered if when that stupid bitch from the beach had run her mouth to all her little lackeys, Hua had bothered to mention her. Or if word of what she had done to Praimafaya had gotten around. She took pride in the reputation she was building for herself. After all, they didn't hate her...they feared her. And that was exactly what she wanted.