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The child did not seem as though he was all that interested in Piper. His loss, she supposed, because she was – hands down – the coolest mother fucker in that pack. When Riley turned to her with a sharp expression, she did not anticipate that he would lunge for her. Teeth like needles scored against her nose and the velvet of her muzzle. The Redleaf woman pulled her head back and curled her lip instinctively. A rumble sounded from within her throat, but she swallowed it back.
 
“You don’t do that,” Piper told him sternly. Her shimmering eyes were alight with fire as she stared at the young boy. Laurel hadn’t raised her and her siblings in that way. She did not recall ever attempting to bite someone. Perhaps, her mother had taught them to be wary of strangers. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going to fly with Piper.