“You won’t be using that for your perverted s*x s**t again,” I growled, then ran into a bedroom facing the back yard as another massive cat, a female jaguar this time, rounded the corner and entered the hallway. She sprang through the doorway after me.
By then, I had Fezzik out, and I fired at her. Bullets tore into her chest, and she jerked back out into the hallway and out of sight.
Don’t linger, Damas ordered as I rushed through the bedroom and slashed all the glass out of the window with four precise strikes from Nightshade. It clinked outward, and I leaped after it, landing in mud and weeds outside.
My senses told me more shifters were pouring into the front of the house. I hated to leave without any real answers, but there was no choice. I ran parallel to the river, leaped a hedge
