Chapter Nineteen
Evolving
Fury gripped Dust. The hand he held round the man’s throat squeezed tighter, causing the man to briefly claw at his wrist. Drawing in a deep breath, he released the man and watched as he crumbled to the ground.
“Get out of here,” Dust ordered, the red haze still tinting his vision. “Now! If I see any of you again, I won’t give you another chance.”
“What… What are you?” Everett demanded in a husky voice, holding his bruised throat as he rose shakily to his feet. “You and that… that bi… girl. What happened to you?”
Dust folded the wings behind him and dropped the few feet to the ground. He glared at the men. When he heard the explosive repetition of gunfire, something strange had washed over him. He remembered vaguely wishing for a moment that he had wings so h
