Grace
I snarled low in my throat. His presence, even disembodied, felt like a predator stalking its prey. It felt like I was back in that dream, surrounded by destruction and alone. The darkness felt deeper than it should have. My stomach turned. I felt my bravado faltering as memories from the dream washed over me. But I felt Cecil’s fear spike again and snarled. They were doing something to my daughter. I’d kill them all. I wasn’t going to back down. I wasn’t going to let him intimidate me. Not here, not now. Not with Cecil hanging in the balance. With a ragged breath, I pushed myself upright, snarling.
“Your current state makes it quite hard to speak, though it’s pretty amusing. I suppose it would be asking for too much for a half-breed to know how to turn back.” He laughed, loud and
