A
leonine scream of challenge echoed through the pines, bounced off rock, and
echoed in my ears. Fighting the pain coursing through my vibrating body, I
forced my aching neck to turn.
The
moon shown full on a beautiful puma, his lips drawn back, his tail lashing. He
tilted his head and snarled. And the hits keep on a coming. Would I
become beast fodder or puma silage?
At
the moment, I wasn’t in any condition to fight off either.
For
one brief moment, the cat looked directly at me. My breath caught in my throat.
Those eyes were eerily reminiscent of the stranger in the restaurant. The man
called Kylar. Then the puma turned his attention to the beast. His ears back,
he roared another challenge.
The
beast threw back his head and responded; his mouth open, he howled at the moon.
The sound sent chills down my spine. A spine that felt like it was breaking and
re-forming. MINDER
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