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Chapters (32)
  1. Title Page
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. To My Readers
  31. Acknowledgments
  32. About the Author

My heart raced. “Trust me.” I squatted next to her. “When I say go. Jump through the window. I’ll hand you the kids.”

“I can’t—”

“Yes. You can. The beast doesn’t want you. He wants her.”

Something smashed into the wall next to us, hitting the cupboard. I dove over her as shards of glass and porcelain rained down.

The humans’ sickly sweet fear scent grew thicker. I snuck a peek behind me. Donovan was distracting the beast. He’d jumped onto Bhrunyz’s back and was trying to claw his neck but having no luck. Bhrunyz’s skin was even thicker than it looked.

“Time to go.” I pulled the mom up and shoved her toward the window. “Go!”

I scooped up the kids—who screamed even as they clung to me like I was their savior—and rushed after her. She took a stumbling step forward. The lady was going to get herself killed. “Go! Go! Go!”

As soon as she was out the window, I passed her the wailing kids. “Run!” She didn’t say a word but took my advice.

Something hit the back of my head, and I saw stars.

I hit the ground. Glass and debris cut through my thin leggings.

This was it. I had to shift. My clothes ripped, tangling a little in my legs as I tried to get out of them.

As soon as I shifted, Bhrunyz stopped moving.

What the hell?

He turned to me, and I shivered. Something in the way he looked at me—with his cold, solid-black eyes—made me think he had a new target. But Riona was still alive. How could I get moved up the list?

Panic held me until Donovan broke through my freeze. Run. He pushed the order at me, and I followed it, hoping that he and his mother were following behind.

Bhrunyz materialized in front of me, and I skidded to a stop.

Donovan’s howl tore through me. Fur flashed as he leaped on the beast. Bhrunyz shook him off and he crashed through another shop’s window. I didn’t have time to think. Donovan would be fine. Bhrunyz didn’t care about him. But I was as good as dead if I didn’t move.

I took off running, dodging cars as I tore through the roundabout. The sound of metal crunching followed me and hoped that everyone was okay. But I didn’t dare look back. I couldn’t slow down.

I wasn’t sure why Bhrunyz’s target had changed, and it didn’t matter. I put everything I had into running as fast as I could, but no matter how I pushed myself, Bhrunyz’s scent grew stronger and stronger, until I was nearly gagging. I kicked up my pace yet felt the ground rumble under my paws.