Crushed feelings

>>Portia

“How did you find me?” I glared at him and stood up to face him.

“Doesn’t matter how,” Egon folded his arms, “But what matters is what you’re doing?” He looked down at me with an angry smirk, “No wolf would stoop so low.” His voice was so low, I could feel the malice coming out of it, “As to work in a place like this.” He looked at my body and I saw his eyes flash golden.

“Well, good news,” I stood my ground even after his insult, “I’m not a wolf. I’m a human.”

“Half,” He replied, “And you grew up with wolves,” He was clenching his jaw pretty tightly and I could see the veins pop on his neck.

“No, I’m a human,” I folded my arms, “And that’s all I’ll ever be.” I kept my glare on, “And I grew up with a bunch of bullies.’ His eye twitched at my remark

“Even humans have pride, and you gave it up and came to work in this place.”

“I like it here.” I gulped, “And you’re the one to talk, you’re here too.” I smirked, “Didn’t you enjoy my show?” I just said what came to my mouth, I don