A groan sounded behind her and Flic partially turned to see Julien force himself to his knees. A sheen of sweat coated his brow, and each movement made him wince, but he was fully in his human form, puffing through any lingering pain he was feeling. Though he wasn’t in a good condition, it was far from the heaped mess he had been moments ago, and she felt a small weight lift from her chest. Simon also watched him, a darkness returning to his gaze once it was turned from her. She stepped into his eye line again, refusing to let her brother turn his attention to her friend.
“What did you do to him?” She asked.
Her eyes demanded answers with a confidence she didn’t hold. It was hard to believe the man in front of her, who had just dropped a strong warrior to the floor without lifting a
