25 - Outing

~Alice’s Point of View~

“Males are like whiny pups,” I scoffed as I used two knives to pry the bullet out of Rusty’s leg.

*Be careful!! He’s precious,* Maura insisted.

Sure. You keep right on believing that.

“Fuck! Get me some booze,” he screamed.

Outside was nothing but a sea of bodies, my mate and I were the only survivors of the attack. Surely his Alpha would not be pleased.

“Got it,” I said, as the bullet finally appeared.

Using a rag I grabbed it, tossing it on the floor behind me. Rusty groaned and whined, as I wiped my hands.

“Have anything to stitch this up,” I asked.

“I doubt it. Nobody’s ever dumb enough to fuck with us. Shouldn’t have been dumb enough to fuck with my mate, apparently. Where the hell did you learn to fight like that? Never seen a female do anything but scream like a bitch,” he said, still groaning.

He’s damn lucky the bullet caught in the meaty part of his thigh, but it still should get stitched.

“I’ve always done what was necessary to defend m