“Front’s our cleanest entry,” Kael muttered beside me. “Door’s old. Won’t take much.”
“If it’s them, we go fast,” I said. “You flank. I breach.”
“Copy that.”
I crept two more steps—then a sound snapped through the quiet.
A scream.
High. Female. Sharp.
I didn’t wait.
Didn’t think.
My claws hit the porch. Wood splintered beneath me. I barreled through the front door in a roar of shattered hinges.
The room exploded into motion.
She was bent over the couch. He was behind her, hands gripping her hips. Slamming himself into her as hard and fast as he could manage.
Her head whipped around, and her scream slammed into me again. “What the—get out!!”
I froze.
Everything froze.
It wasn’t her.
It wasn’t Nevara.
And the man?
Not Tobias.
Fuck.
The woman grabbed a throw pillow, half-co
