^ Say hello to Lightning. With the addition of bright, green eyes.
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My lungs are on the verge of bursting, the heavy concoction of panic and excess oxygen wreaking havoc with my insides as the main house looms into view. Steph continues to whimper to herself, a shell of the woman I had spent most of the day with. Exhaling frantically, I spot Lightning's lithe figure join my side in a display of protection, slowing down to give me cover from the dangerous presence I had left behind in the vegetable patch. Having the lynx nearby evokes a range of emotions; happiness at the sight of his fierce loyalty, and mainly palpable fear. When a lynx feels the need to protect a lycan, you should be worried.
"Dante!" I whisper, witnessing a series of dark blurs hovering towards me.