And second, he knew that, inevitably, he had to let Marya see him as he truly was. If their relationship was meant to be, then he could hold no more secrets from her. And in the end, she would have to be the one to make the final decision.
He felt pumped. He felt powerful. His internal fires were stoked and ready to be set aflame. Spotting the factory below, he banked hard and circled back.
Hawthorne landed in almost the same place where he had parked the car earlier that evening, and let go of his clothing where he"d carried them in his talons. Morphing back into human form, he quickly dressed, keeping his senses tuned to the landscape.
Of course, he knew Marya would try to follow him, but without a vehicle it would take her a while to reach the factory on foot. By that time it would
