Chapter 31
Elanora shoved the dagger deep into the chest of a were-leopard messenger. Its dead body turned into a vile lump of blood and gore, its eyes still staring at her, questioning. She shook her head. She still hadn’t learned how to control her temper. And she knew that might be her fatal weakness. She crouched next to the dying leopard.
“You’re too young to die. But look at this as a good thing. I’m doing you a favor. We’re facing extinction. Dying at my hands is a lot better than at the hands of the nasty forces coming for us.” She glanced at the door. “Dex, you can come in now,” she called out and wiped her bloody hands on a nearby floral tablecloth.
The room darkened a shade when he walked in. It wasn’t just the size of him blocking the light from the small window which let in
