Connor didn't remove his gaze from her green eyes.
The huge she-wolf in front of him.
She had curly red hair and a gap tooth, she wore torn jeans and a checkered black and blue shirt.
"Miss Chelsea is here!", "You little shits are done for now!", "She's going to kill you!"
The ferals shouted as the woman stared at the two of them.
"So you must be the client that hired Venta right?" The she-wolf now known as Chelsea asked.
Connor swallowed his saliva and said, "Yes, and she failed, I came here to complain, I paid her in full, and she didn't deliver, I know you all are ferals but you still follow the rules of exchange don't you?"
Chelsea frowned as she put her right hand on his shoulder.
The hand began to grow dark blue fur and claws.
"Mind the way you talk to us, you're in our t
