Jaxon took a deep breath. “I’m not proud of what I did, but that shifter needed putting down. My sister wouldn’t have lasted much longer, and who knew what he had done to make that baby look like she did.” The steering wheel creaked under the pressure of Jaxon’s grip. “They used him to get the animals to stay calm, he was a prey animal, right? So, no need for the deer or boars to fear him. He would just graze his way into the middle of a herd or whatever, and he’d just f*****g impale or stomp on a animal. He loved doing that to them, sometimes he would kick then to hurt them so they couldn’t run away. He was massive at least 2500bls if not more.” He shook his head. “Hell in human form his was massive. So, he’s stomping this poor doe, they usually took bucks because you know, the does provi
