Chapter Seventeen
Imprisoned:
Pain seared Daciana’s leg. She leaned back against the building where she had taken refuge. With a mental effort, she returned to her two-legged form and looked down at her thigh. She covered the wound with her hand and dug the metal from out of the hole that it had made.
Above her, one of the helicopters swept low over the building. Her sharp eyes could see the human positioned behind the large g*n, scanning the area for her. A menacing smile curved her lips. She had reduced their numbers before she faded to invisibility. She would have inflicted more damage if the blood from her wound hadn’t given away her position.
Even now, she needed to move in case she had left a trail behind. She hissed when she ran her fingers over the wound again to close it. She
