Hunter didn’t move. He didn’t breathe. He just stared at the place where the creature had vanished, jaw tight, eyes glowing that deep burnished gold that only appeared when he was seconds from shifting.
My pulse hammered, the last echo of the creature's roar still clanging upon my bones.
That thing… whatever it was… it had moved faster than any wolf I’d ever seen. Too tall to be a shifter. Too powerful to be a vampire. But too wild to be anything else that walked these lands.
And it wanted me.
Hunter whipped toward me. “Are you hurt?”
I blinked at him. “No. But you saw that too, right? Please tell me I didn’t hallucinate.”
“You didn’t hallucinate.” His voice was rough. “And I’ve never seen anything like it.”
He reached for me, instinctive, protective, but stopped an inch before touc
