While running, I shed my clothes and started the change. I was going to be exhausted later. Two shifts in one day would wreck me.
Still, worry drove me forward, my concern for Darik real. I couldn't deny the excitement, though, which coursed through my veins, pushing my blood hard through my system in eagerness. I was ready to play. I pumped my legs faster.
No one would die that night, not if I had anything to do with it, especially after receiving a kiss that rocked my world.
I heard the clashing of swords before reaching the area. Jumping into the trees, I silently edged my way towards the fighting bodies. Looking down, I took in what was occurring. Darik was outnumbered. There were six big, strong forms and all were having a turn at attacking Darik. He was exceptional at protecting himself from their attempts at eliminating him. However, he didn't have the chance to attack.