Chapitre 137: She's Fair Game

ZINA

Zina was just about to leave Falcon for her mission when something hard that was hurled at her smacked her cheeks.

Falcon dragged her behind him, shielding her from the onslaught of what seemed to be eggs raining on Zina who stared wide-eyed at the culprit behind the assault. The Epsilon's bared their claws, while Falcon was just one step away from fully shifting.

The person responsible, a haughty older woman wearing a horrible sneer, was flanked by her guards.

"Are you the slut whom my son died for?!" She screamed at Zina, trying to walk over Falcon who narrowed her eyes at the woman.

Zina was confused, but Falcon didn't seem to share the same confusion for he took a menacing step forward to the older woman whose petite figure was in great contrast with Falcon's towering height.

"Died?" He sneered at the woman like he found her very ridiculous. "Losing a hand doesn't equate to death now does it?"