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Chapter Fifty–Three

DILAVEN

“What?” Quinn snaps. “A

I shake my head no.

bat felt like – like someone was watching de. The sam

at the mods. When you got held

Quinn sight, straightening his hack with

This fogon

(on this idland can get so that wo

“You re probably right,‘ I comerde, letting go of the beatly I had analized I was bedding

“Of course I’m right,‘ he quips.

Envily laught, joining him in

se kötchen to atir

That is when we hear it. A shrill unarl, like a feline growed that eroes through the forest outside

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Without asking, I know it’s true. He’s here. That was him. A panther must be out there in the woods.

My eyes shop to Quinns. His jaw clenches and he grants me a barely perceptible no

“Was that a cat?” Emily gasps. “That sounded like a big, angry at What the hell? Ther tiny island like this one?”

check it out, Quinn says, meeting my cym for a long moment

“Are you crazy?!” Emily screnches. “No way! You can’t go out there.”

it be possible, can it? I mean how would an animal like that en

“Relax,” he tells her, his eyes going heated with her concern for him. There’s some ting gear out back. I promise, I’ll be fine

Emily hisses, freezing when Quinn puts a finger under her chin and libs her face to plant a quick, soft kiss on her lips.

I swallow my protests, because it’s really none of my business, but something about his kissing her rubs me the wrong way I’m not jealous, of course I’m not. However, I can’t help but feel like it was wrong somehow. Even Emily herself looks slightly thrown off by the act

glowing. “Whatever happens. Do not come outside. You ladies go upstairs to Demonics room and watch from there. No one can get

“Be careful.*

a good minute to shift without being seen. Then, I flip the switch on the shades and sit on the floor next to the window that faces the woods. Watching, nervously as the fog only grows thicker

nor the shoreline behind it and that’s what really makes me nervous. Because if Quinn gets hurt, how will we know? Also, the ground surrounding the house are blanketed in a heavy fog so its a bit difficult to get a visual on anything that might be prowling

obvious what’s out there if it approaches the large

as coming for them. As

a look around the back and front at the house. I cant see any of it from up here.”

outside?” She

a look through all the windows on

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Chapter Fifty–Three

Ille with you,

Lreph, “May here.

the woods you can shoot be

“That hurry.

eyes are lined in the windows watching for any kind of disturbance in the most Funny, the fog is

the line…

comes to those you

moment my bare feet touch the polished worst of the first fon, I feel them. The

telling self–fix too, be don’t wait tok

vam use me

for a love one,

would need te ale wouldn’t let

if he doesn’t get to me, I

least I don’t think he does. Then I remember, Domenicit

soothe myself, breathing in and out as slowly

its

to myself, releasing a deep breath. 1 can do this, 111 be

do. The dining room is the closes to the cliff bank and it has the most

my hand

throat

to the window to inspect the mail about a foot away from the wall

I realize, my body going

from the steady pour of rain are three vishle pawprints. Four wide toe marks, and one fat heel. Prints

squeal.

back upstairs when loud

each and every light in the place goes dark

Oh no.

The electricity.

tanelerine entry.

right before he

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