The Sentinels strapped down to something that you don't understand

Instead of an attack, the woman spouted a taunt at her. Taki fixed her with a piercing glare, releasing a scornful huff at the implication that there were two sides to the story. You're right; I don't give a shit about your side, she spat at the other wolf. She was way past being able to be reasoned with. All she kept thinking about was the smell of Sia's blood mixed with his scent that should have brought comfort and instead caused white hot anger to pulse through her. Not wishing to speak anymore, she lunged once more for the female, this time connecting with her left shoulder and tearing into the flesh. It was satisfying to feel the blood drip from her mouth to stain her chest, like every drop from the female was payment for the hurt she had caused her closest family member. It was fitting that she would now have a wound in the same place she had left one on her brother.