Page 109 of Unhinged Alphas

Device chirps.

Soldierflinches back.

"It says this is asset number 0663."

"The one that destroyed the Vytoskyk lab?"

"Fuck. There is a warrant out for it."

"Think it might have a bounty?"

Laughter. Cruel. Mocking.

Soldier stands too close.

Lunge. Sharp teeth gnashing.

Tear hand from limb.

Blood pours down my ruined throat.

Soldier screams. Wails. Howls.

Other soldier strikes me in head with baton.

World spins.

Boot slams into my ribs.

Pain explodes.

Air rushes out.

Can't breathe.

Another kick.

And another.

"Muzzle it before it bites someone's throat out."

Hands grab.

Struggle.

Snarl.

Gnash sharp teeth.

Miss by inches.

Cold metal cage closes around jaw.

Locks tight.

Can't bite.

Can't protect.