CHAPTER 289 – Grimalkin v's Skinwalkers

  CRIMSON

  The feeling was bizarre. As we were led through the mansion, a home that was more modern that the first impressions of their compound – a stark contrast to the primitive image I had a glance of. I made a mental note of each exit and every person we pass; in case this was some kind of trick.

  Less than four hours ago I was going to be executed and my kitten had almost been the victim of a forced claim. Now, they wanted to treat us like guests. Althea’s apology held no influence on me. Her words were weak and came from a place of fear. Actions speak louder than words in my book.

  If it wasn’t for Tawny, I probably wouldn’t even be entertaining the idea of letting this Pride explain itself. I didn’t want to wipe out a race, but… If I had to, for my kitten, I would.