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The rain pelted him and did its damnedest to wipe away the stench of his prey. But he caught a faint scent, one heavy with musk, smelling of the forest.
Shifter scent.
He took off after his prey, splashing through the puddles and sticking to the cover of the thick bushes and blooming azaleas as much as possible. The last thing he wanted was for a neighbor to wake up and see him running through the neighborhood in this form.
His ears twitched. His prey was fast.Damnfast. Had he shifted, too? Good. He’d like to see just what he was dealing with in the bastard’s beast.
Bushes slapped into his face and tickled his whiskers as he ran.Catch him. Got to stop him.
The thudding of the prey’s steps grew weaker—because the guy was pulling away.
Faster? No way could the bastard be faster. No. Way.
But the prick was getting away.
Should have let the bastard come inside. When the lock on the door had clicked open, his roar of fury had given the guy too much warning and too much time to flee.
But Jude hadn’t been able to hold back the rage, or the change. The shift had burst over him with the rush of adrenaline that spiked his heartbeat. One thought—he’s coming after her.
His beast had kicked into high gear.
The rumble of a motor growled up ahead. A car door slammed.No, he couldn’t have shifted. He wouldn’t have been able to jump in the car like that if he’d shifted.
So if he hadn’t shifted, then how the hell had he run so fast?
Jude rounded the corner just in time to see the taillights of a black SUV speed away.
Dammit!
His teeth snapped together.Give chase.The demand from the beast.
But a light had flickered on in the house behind him. Whoever was inside must have been alerted by the squeal of tires. The last thing he needed was to keep hunting on the road in his current body.
Next time, bastard. Next time.
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He returned to her as a man. Naked, dripping wet. Erin met him at the door, an oversized towel in her hands. Her gaze darted over him. Bulging, powerful muscles, eat-me abs, a giant, thrusting cock?—
Oh, wow.
“Got away.” Dark and rumbling. Still more beast than man.
Her gaze snapped back to his face. To those electric eyes. She held out her towel, licked her lips, and swore she tasted him. “Was it…him?” Stupid question. Who the hell else would have decided to come in her house at close to three a.m.?
Erin cleared her throat. She’d finally managed to stop the beeping of the security system, but she couldn’t get the image of Jude’s shift out of her mind.
A tiger. A white, beautiful, scary-as-hell tiger.
She hadn’t guessed, hadn’t even considered...
A white tiger.
Different shifters had different reputations in theOtherworld. You knew not to trust a hyena or a coyote. Those bastards would turn on anyone.
Wolves—dangerous. Sometimes psychotic. Great killers.
