“Kyoko,” her name was a half whispered curse from his lips. An angry snarl echoed behind him as he closed the door. But it did not have the ferocity of a demon in search of blood… it instead held the sound of a wounded lover.
On the other side of the city, Kyoko stood clad in nothing more than her red silk panties as she slipped a matching silk dress over her head and let it slide down her body. She’d decided to go out with her friend tonight and have some fun, which was something she hadn’t done in a long time. Not since she had gone through the time portal to visit her family and somehow been tossed into the future… years past her time.
When she had turned to go back into the portal… it vanished, leaving her stranded and alone in a future that wasn’t hers.
She knew the guardians would
