She had a pitchfork in her hand, as if meaning to stab anyone who stood between her and her sister, but she froze when she saw the monster standing there. Daniel was right behind her, and he stood there gaping until Penn turned toward them.

Penn opened her mouth, letting out a loud squawk, and that spurred Daniel into action. He grabbed the pitchfork from Harper and ran around her. Lexi rushed at him. Before she could tackle him, Daniel hit her in the stomach with the handle of the pitchfork, and she stumbled back.

He charged at Penn, but she was lightning-fast. In the blink of eye, she’d grabbed the pitchfork, ripping it from his hands. With her other hand, she backhanded Daniel, leaving three nasty gashes on his cheek.

Daniel fell backward, and Penn lifted the pitchfork, looking as if she would impale him.

“Penn, don’t!” Gemma yelled. She ran in front of her, standing between Daniel and the pitchfork. “I’m going with you! Let’s just get out of here! Okay? You’ve already got everything you wanted from this town. Let’s just leave.”

“Gemma, no!” Harper tried to run to her sister, but Thea elbowed her in the stomach as she approached. Harper collapsed to the floor, holding her belly and coughing.

“She’s right,” Thea told Penn. “We’re just wasting time. The sun’s coming up, and the police are already scouring the bay for more bodies. We should just get out of here.”

Lexi had gotten back up, and she kicked Daniel in the arm. “Jerk.”

“Lexi, come on.” Thea started backing out of the cabin, and Lexi gave Daniel one more disparaging look before she went after Thea. They didn’t move past the front porch, where they waited for Penn and Gemma to follow.

Penn rolled her eyes, then snapped the pitchfork in half with her hands. With her considerable strength, she threw both halves through a window, causing the glass to shatter and rain down on the floor.

With that, she started shifting back into her human form. Her wings first, folding into her back, then her legs and arms shortening, and finally her face, until she looked as stunningly gorgeous as she always did.

Harper and Daniel both watched, transfixed, as Penn changed her form. If they hadn’t seen it for themselves, they never would’ve believed it.

Penn cracked her neck and readjusted her bikini strap, but otherwise everything about her looked perfect.

“I spared your family and friends,” Penn told Gemma. “You owe me so huge.”

“I know,” Gemma admitted.

“Let’s go.” Penn grabbed Gemma’s arm, in case she decided to change her mind, and started walking toward the door.

“Gemma, don’t.” Harper got up, still cradling her stomach, and looked plaintively at her sister. “You don’t have to go with them. We can fight them.”