Chapter 5Jyran sneaked into the hotel lobby. The bar was right next to it. There were some plants and fancy-looking room dividers between the open area in front of the reception desk and the seating area. He couldn’t see the…wolverine. He might not be a wolverine at all. A chill went through him. What if he was some bird of prey? There were eagle shifters. He’d never met one, but there were bird shifters, and he was sure some of them ate squirrels for breakfast—or lunch. They weren’t picky about which meal the squirrel was.
He wished he’d focused more on the scent than on getting away from him. He should have been able to tell if he was a bird, should he not? He wasn’t sure.
As undetectable as he could make himself, he snuck out of the lobby and hurried toward the parking lot. He’d rente
