Seventeen
A shadow appeared behind Mika, metal flickered, and a dagger was raised in the air.
“Watch out!” I charged past William, pushed Mika to the side, and jumped into the path of the attack.
The blade slashed into my arm and the attacker darted back as I bore my teeth. He probably thought he’d just have to deal with a meek human, but I was proving him wrong.
“Get back!” I shouted, hoping to intimidate and scare off whoever had dared to intrude in my home.
The attacker stumbled back, his knife thudding to the ground. He tripped over his own feet and fell to the ground.
Victory.
Nobody was coming into my house and killing my people.
The intruder reached into his pocket, but I didn’t care. I would be quicker. He wouldn’t have the time to cut me again. He wouldn’t—
BANG.
The pai
