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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

go upstairs to Demonics room and watch from there. No one can get inside unless you let them

“Be

Quinn exit the house, opening them when I fil confident he’s had a good minute to shift without being seen. Then, I flip the switch on the shades and

the trees 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 around the front or back of the house. I’m beginning to

out there if it approaches the large

for them. As wolves, I’m sure, it’s a

a look around the back and front at the house. I cant see any of

going outside?”

through all the windows on the first flue. Then Im

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Chapter Fifty–Three

Ille with you,

here. That way,

from the woods you can shoot be me.”

hurry. I’m

step I take, my eyes are lined in the windows watching for any kind of

a the line…

to those you

I feel them. The yes. My heart begin to pound until it’s

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

think he vam use me as

bargain a deal body for a

would need te ale wouldn’t

least, if he doesn’t get to me, I don’t think it will be to

he does. Then I remember, Domenicit

Deep breaths,” I soothe myself, breathing in and out as slowly as

the mantra starts to work its magic and my heart rate begins to slow,

deep breath. 1 can do this, 111 be

my eyes studying all the windows as do. The dining room is the closes to the cliff bank and it has the

my hand lying

throat

window to inspect the mail about a foot away from

is, I realize, my body

rain are three vishle pawprints. Four wide toe marks, and one fat heel. Prints that d mecognize anywhere, because I used to find them in the marshes

squeal. “God”

when loud

the house and each and every light in the

Oh no.

The electricity.

tanelerine entry.

before

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