Jett
“Will you stop punching everything for five seconds.”
Diablos voice made me pull my fist back at the last minute , turning on my heels stared at him as he hobbled out of the passenger side of of Sarah’s car. Bat slid round the bonnet.
What was he doing home? He should still be in his hospital bed. Shifters healed quickly, it was one of the many perks of being what we were but he had nearly died.
“Sarah will kill you if you demolish her house.” Diablos arms were wrapped about himself as if it hurt to walk and talk and it probably did.
He definitely had some broken ribs to go with his punctured bullet pieced lung.
“I will.” Sarah said as she made her way to her brother. Her arm going around his waist.
“What are you doing home?” I studied him as Sarah started leading him insid
