Lodar knelt down next to Vox with a fierce frown on his face. Tor stood over to the side with an equally accusing look on his. Vox sat on the floor of the training room where he had brought Riley, looking up at two of his most trusted warriors and closest friends with a pleading expression on his normally impassive face.
“What did you expect!” Lodar growled out in accusation. “She told you she was terrified of something bursting out of her.”
“That she did,” Tor agreed, ignoring Vox’s heated look.
“She said she didn’t want to turn into anything,” Lodar continued. “What part of your plan made you think blurting it out to her and then calling her cat forth was a good idea?”
“I don’t know!” Vox admitted as he ran his hand down protectively over Riley’s still, white face. “I thought if she
