I snarled at him, then dropped to the floor in a crouch, hidden from view by the tub, unsure of what to do. There was no way I could make it across the apartment to the front door without being seen.

My goblin didn't want to hide. She wanted to devour.

Teeth grinding together, I wrestled her into submission, my confusion and panic making this ten times harder. There were two reasons why she ever came out. I'd let myself get too hungry and run down, or the presence of ...