truck and something didn’t feel right. I looked at Zander, and he was obviously having the same feeling. I looked around and noticed 6 males staring at us. We avoided the truck and went straight for them. They stood their ground while we approached. Something was off about them. Then it dawned on me. They are Hybrids. Each a different mixture, and they weren’t here to talk. As we approached I decided to be the first to open my mouth. “What do y’all think y’all doing?” The guys just looked at me like I didn’t belong. These guys must not know who I am. Maybe it’s time to show them. I planned out how I was going to take them out. The big guy would go first. The rest will follow in chronological order by size. Before anyone could blink I was behind the guys, slitting the first one’s throat and moving on to the next one. They didn’t like a female having the upper hand on them. I changed the order and went for the most powerful one 3rd. He appeared to be the leader. I was right. As soon as I grabbed him the rest froze. Zander was in shock and awe. He was frozen in place, and watching every move I made. “Now. I’m only going to ask one more time. What do y’all think y’all are doing?” I watched as they waited for leaders signal. What they didn’t realize was they would all be dead if my curiosity wouldn’t have gotten the best of me. The guy I’m holding hostage is about 6’. He had grey eyes and blonde hair. He was wearing jeans and a loose fitting green t-shirt. The other 3 guys were wearing black shorts and grey muscle shirts. One had brown hair and eyes. The next had red hair and green eyes. The last had blue eyes and hair. The leader eventually took my threat seriously when I drew some blood from drawing a line down the artery in his neck. “We came to talk with him.” He points at Zander and I know he is lying. He is here for more than a conversation, but I go with it. “You feel that burn? It’s because this knife is a mix of gold and titanium. So guess what that means. It means if I cut too deep you won’t be able to say anything. So you better start talking before I lose my patience.” He didn’t want to tell us the truth, I’d either cut it out of him or one of his friends. Zander caught that thought and waited for my signal. “We were sent to kill him.” Finally! The truth. “Who sent you to kill him?” His eyes grow in size. “I can’t tell you. If I tell you he will kill me.” I turn him around to face me. The scared look on his face has me knowing when he realizes who I am. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you now. No chance to run and hide. You will be another notch on the Reapers scythe. Understand?” If I didn’t see it for myself I wouldn’t have believed it. His eyes actually grow in size. “I can’t tell you who exactly, but I can tell you there is no way in hell you’ll be able to do anything to him.” With those last words I slice his throat. I am making my way to the next one as Zander shifts and takes out the other 2. “We have to get out of here. Get somewhere safe.” Zander nods in agreement. We go to the truck. Zander gets in the back since we didn’t bring an extra set of clothes for him. We drive into New Orleans. I buy some clothes for him from the River walk. He goes into a bathroom that is outside. That way he can go in it in wolf form. It only takes him a few moments to change and come out. The shirt is a bright green and the shorts are black and silver plaid. He is wearing a pair of black flip flops. I look him up and down. “Like what you see?” I decide to stand my ground and give him a seductive reply. “I’m a sensible woman who can appreciate a great piece of meat. Why? You got a problem with it?” My new found seductress wavers when Zander pulls me close and growls against my neck. “If you keep teasing me I will take you in front of everyone, and no one will be able to stop me from fully