“Why should I believe anything written by a f*****g shifter? They’re all liars and monsters.”
“And you’re an i***t,” Ron said.
“Shut up, both of you,” said the third man. “Get me a knife.” The speaker finally stepped into Kent’s field of vision. He was grinning. “I hear extreme stress makes your beast side come out. Fight or flight, right? Anything to survive. Well, we’re going to f**k you up until you have no choice but to shift or die, and then we’re going to video tape you trying to get to us, and we’ll be the brave hunters putting down a monster.”
“I’m no monster,” Kent managed through gritted teeth. His head was pounding, and it was hard to breathe.
The man laughed. “Of course, you are. We just need to prove it to the world.”
“Here’s the knife, Gary” Ron said.
“Excellent. Let’s
