Bab 44: Artem - Dealing With The Trash Part 3

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Artem

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In my anger and frustration I lashed out. My foot, unconsciously, left the ground and found its way to somehow being planted firmly in her gut. I heard her scream of pain along with all the air rushing from her lungs.

When I withdrew my foot that piece of trash began to cough and splutter, trying to catch her breath and curse me at the same time. But she just managed to look pathetic where she was, sitting there on the ground with her arms out beside her and chains holding her to the tree.

She might have been able to break them, had they not been the enchanted chains that the previous Alpha liked to use on the people he would punish. Even one arm chained to the tree would have made it next to impossible for her to escape if we had used these chains. I guess there was some use to his old things after all.