From Pawn To Predator

and Gabrielle insisted

Sylvia said, her eyes like chips of

proximity to me for as long as possible, to speed up the draining

e alone with the furious, hairless creature. Caleb sat o

ntal voice shaking with rage. You're just a sav

of the bed, pulling out my phone

cat. And they gave me a cursed locket

later, a rep

ke a child playing with fire. Take it apart, piece by

ver panicked. He saw e

loser, his movements silent on the thick duvet. Then, he lunged,

s surprisingly strong, writhing and twisting, but it was useless. I was strong

to my face, my eye

man's body. This is a fight you will never, ever win. You try to bite me again, an

e, undiluted fear from him. It was a

are, he whimpe

and squeezed jus

ossing him onto a velvet armchair in the corner of the room. He landed in

It was a nuisance, but not a threat. Not yet. The bala