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about, facing him.
“ Who the hell do you think you are?” she demanded. “State your purpose, seeker.”
Elijah stalked forward, ready to unleash his fury. The shifter stumbled, righted herself and squared her shoulders. She visibly gauged both his visage and her new surroundings, a flat stretch of sagebrush - scabbed Nevada dessert.
Elijah chuckled. “My purpose?” He’d give her this much ; being propelled into a new place by a winged stranger wasn’t phasing her. Most immortals preferred more traditional means of travel. “Try again. How about we start with why you’re hunting an innocent human?”
She kept her stance wide but her limbs loose, ready for battle. “Either you’re an Enforcer, or trying hard to act like one. My guess is the latter,” she spat.
Judging by her antics, following Sadie , then chasing her in wolf form, he seriously doubted she’d sensed him all week. Hell, she looked too young to have enough sense to. The hint of lilac in her coloring marked her as different from any shifters he’d ever known. And she nearly glittered with malevolence.
“ No Enforcer here. But I’ll be happy to take you to one.”
“ Why? I didn’t hurt her. And I wouldn’t have , either.” She flexed her fingers, remaining battle - ready despite her blasé tone.
Elijah advanced on her, ready to pounce. “Oh? I suppose those fangs were meant to tickle her. Hunting this side of realm lines, you’re flirting with more than the law.”
If she was hunting, it was highly unlikely she’d hunt alone. Shifters willing to hunt mortals — likely to farm out their blood — would need protection in numbers.
He didn’t take her for a vampire, though. She lacked the telltale signs of blood addiction. No wild eyes. Vampires emanated a signal so loud and painful it was unmistakable. Following his gut, he’d stayed close to Sadie and waited. This one had shown up, dipping in and out of his radar for days.
“ Not that it’s any of your business,” she said at last. “But I was testing her.”
“ Right. Testing a human for what? To s ee how fast she can run?” Following Sadie himself for a week, he’d yet to see what Holly did. Now this shifter had gone and interfered.
Which changed everything.
What if other immortals suspected Sadie’s potential?
The shifter straightened. Her ashy white hair swished against her shoulders. Her dark eyes darted from his hands to his legs to his face. “Why are you guarding her?” she asked, looking like she had her own conclusions about Sadie.
Elijah narrowed his gaze on her, feeling unreasonably possessive of Sadie. The shifter dropped to a crouch, as if she would spring on him. He had no intention of hurting her. But she didn’t need to know that. Not yet. “What do you know about her?”
“ Enough.”
“ Do better than that or I’ll transport you into High Council itself here and now,” he said, iciness making his words sharp.
“ She’s a changeling,” she spoke again, her voice crisp in the quiet hum of the barren landscape. “I hoped if I pushed her, she’d be forced to shift, or fight back. I just want to know what kind she is.”
He narrowed his eyes on her. Changeling? Holly had never used the term changeling. She’d implied a half - breed who didn’t know. Never changeling. “She’s not a changeling.”
But as he said the words, the feeling in his gut changed and he knew the shifter was right. But it shouldn’t be possible. Immortals sometimes bred with mortals despite realm lines and strict laws, but humans did not become immortals.
“ She is.”
Humans couldn’t change. Changelings were nothing but myth, immortal fairytales. A chill ran over him despite his logic. Mortals weren’t genetically equipped to withstand the necessary evolution. Elijah closed the distance between them. “What do you know of it,” he hissed.
The shifter stepped several feet back but didn’t back down. Her gaze dared him. “I know plenty.”
Had
“ Who the hell do you think you are?” she demanded. “State your purpose, seeker.”
Elijah stalked forward, ready to unleash his fury. The shifter stumbled, righted herself and squared her shoulders. She visibly gauged both his visage and her new surroundings, a flat stretch of sagebrush - scabbed Nevada dessert.
Elijah chuckled. “My purpose?” He’d give her this much ; being propelled into a new place by a winged stranger wasn’t phasing her. Most immortals preferred more traditional means of travel. “Try again. How about we start with why you’re hunting an innocent human?”
She kept her stance wide but her limbs loose, ready for battle. “Either you’re an Enforcer, or trying hard to act like one. My guess is the latter,” she spat.
Judging by her antics, following Sadie , then chasing her in wolf form, he seriously doubted she’d sensed him all week. Hell, she looked too young to have enough sense to. The hint of lilac in her coloring marked her as different from any shifters he’d ever known. And she nearly glittered with malevolence.
“ No Enforcer here. But I’ll be happy to take you to one.”
“ Why? I didn’t hurt her. And I wouldn’t have , either.” She flexed her fingers, remaining battle - ready despite her blasé tone.
Elijah advanced on her, ready to pounce. “Oh? I suppose those fangs were meant to tickle her. Hunting this side of realm lines, you’re flirting with more than the law.”
If she was hunting, it was highly unlikely she’d hunt alone. Shifters willing to hunt mortals — likely to farm out their blood — would need protection in numbers.
He didn’t take her for a vampire, though. She lacked the telltale signs of blood addiction. No wild eyes. Vampires emanated a signal so loud and painful it was unmistakable. Following his gut, he’d stayed close to Sadie and waited. This one had shown up, dipping in and out of his radar for days.
“ Not that it’s any of your business,” she said at last. “But I was testing her.”
“ Right. Testing a human for what? To s ee how fast she can run?” Following Sadie himself for a week, he’d yet to see what Holly did. Now this shifter had gone and interfered.
Which changed everything.
What if other immortals suspected Sadie’s potential?
The shifter straightened. Her ashy white hair swished against her shoulders. Her dark eyes darted from his hands to his legs to his face. “Why are you guarding her?” she asked, looking like she had her own conclusions about Sadie.
Elijah narrowed his gaze on her, feeling unreasonably possessive of Sadie. The shifter dropped to a crouch, as if she would spring on him. He had no intention of hurting her. But she didn’t need to know that. Not yet. “What do you know about her?”
“ Enough.”
“ Do better than that or I’ll transport you into High Council itself here and now,” he said, iciness making his words sharp.
“ She’s a changeling,” she spoke again, her voice crisp in the quiet hum of the barren landscape. “I hoped if I pushed her, she’d be forced to shift, or fight back. I just want to know what kind she is.”
He narrowed his eyes on her. Changeling? Holly had never used the term changeling. She’d implied a half - breed who didn’t know. Never changeling. “She’s not a changeling.”
But as he said the words, the feeling in his gut changed and he knew the shifter was right. But it shouldn’t be possible. Immortals sometimes bred with mortals despite realm lines and strict laws, but humans did not become immortals.
“ She is.”
Humans couldn’t change. Changelings were nothing but myth, immortal fairytales. A chill ran over him despite his logic. Mortals weren’t genetically equipped to withstand the necessary evolution. Elijah closed the distance between them. “What do you know of it,” he hissed.
The shifter stepped several feet back but didn’t back down. Her gaze dared him. “I know plenty.”
Had
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