Chapter 28
Los Angeles, California
A fox, but not a fox, with black fur, claws, and a long snout stood over Michael. It curled back its lips and snarled, baring its teeth, its green eyes fixated on him. A distant pounding filled his ears. He ignored it and wrapped his hands around the fox’s neck, trying, but failing, to find the strength to shove it away. The pounding continued. He fought the fox, its strength incredible.
“Michael!”
The fox vanished, and he froze. Where did it go?
Slowly, consciousness made him realize his eyes were shut. He forced them open, looking wildly all around. The fox was gone. Irina was gone.
Jianjun’s form came into focus, pulling a blanket over him, a worried look on his face.
Behind him stood a red-haired woman … a familiar woman …
Kira Holt.
“What ha
