Chapter 22

She allowed that to happen, looking for a chance to get around him. His slanted eyes followed her every movement, his tongue licking over his protruding fangs.

Where the hell is help when I need it!

::Right behind your ‘friend.’:: Felan, in his shifted form, crept into view, keeping low to the ground. ::Get your ass over here and hang on.::

::My ass? Watch your language, wolf.::

Felan chuckled in her mind. ::How about we discuss my verbal skills later and get the hell out of Dodge. Your ‘friend’ seems to be debating whether to eat you or do whatever it was his master ordered him to.::

He had a good point, as much as she hated to admit it—since it was him who was making it. She darted to her left. The orc moved to block her. One fast move to the right and she was able to grab a handful of Felan’s neck ruff. Seconds later they were in the team’s room at the station house.

“What the hell were you doing there?” Nina spat out as soon as her feet were on the floor.