“I waited for him by the scaled man’s corpse. He leapt off the tree and dropped a limp body onto the grass. Bulging dead eyes glared at me from a face that wasn’t even remotely human. A cross between a tiger and a Chinese temple dog might have looked like that. “Shapeshifter?” I asked. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html “No. Doesn’t smell right.” The werejaguar glanced at the two prone forms and prodded the red-skinned creature. He didn’t respond and Jim... gave a small snort. “Swallowed his own tongue,” I explained. Jim sighed, a purely feline fatalism twisting his monstrous face. “You get anything before he croaked?” “They dumped Derek as a declaration of war. According to the recently departed, you are scum, a mix of base races of human and animal, and no peace is possible. They hate the Pack and plan on killing you all in a glorious slaughter with much bloodshed and much feasting on your flesh, as soon as they get the jewel.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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