Taurian eased his grip slightly on the human woman's throat enough for her to speak. Instead of trembling in fear, she kicked him in the crotch. Pain shot up his groin and he bent over, gasping. What the f*ck? Human bodies were too fragile and weak, which is why he never wanted to be one. He gritted his teeth from the pain as she scrambled away. Sh*t! If he was in his dragon form her kick would've done nothing.
She returned with a large knife and waved it between them with one hand. "I'm calling the cops, asshole. Better get the hell out of my house and never come back."
As much as he'd like to do that very thing, he wanted to know why this woman had his brother's blood. On Renjer, Kohl was unconscious and with another human woman and both of them smelled of Tryn. Was the female...Isabelle lying? Had she and this one done something to his brother? Perhaps they were working with his enemy and the traitor was on his homeworld with his brother!