CALIFF

My claws retracted. I still felt the last contraction of Aciano’s heart in my grasp before I threw it out.

“Get up, Waylon,” Shadow said as she helped him up.

“Appreciate for holding up at the end of the bargain,” I told Kain, still in his cat form.

He grumbled before he dashed outside the house.

“Are you okay?” I squeezed Shadow’s shoulder. “And you, Dad?”

“Yeah.” She looked at my naked body. “Sorry, my things were left where that asshole found me. Your ...