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Exactly where I should have been right now.

The Chinese restaurant I usually bought my dinner from was already closed. I’d worked a double shift, and it was later than my usual routine. I couldn’t even cry out for someone in the restaurant to help me or look for refuge there until these two brutes lost interest.

“Come on, let’s kill some time together,” the first guy said, putting his arm around my shoulder. He smelled like sweat, and bile pushed up my throat.

“I saidno,” I replied, louder.

“Didn’t your mother teach you manners?” the other one said.

“She told me not to talk to strangers,” I sneered.

They both laughed.

The second one looked at me. “You’re funny.” He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I was stuck between the two thick men, their arms on my body.

“Let me go!” I cried out, but neither of them listened.

The first guy swung me around and slammed me against the wall. He pressed his body against mine, hands groping me.

The second grinned, his hands going for his belt.

Shit.

There was no doubt what they were going to do to me if I didn’t get away.

I squeezed my eyes shut and focused on the magic that lived inside me. The only way I could get out of this asshole’s grip was if I was smaller than I already was.

I hid my magic from everyone—no one knew I was a rabbit shifter, and I preferred to keep it that way. I’d figured, just like in the movies I’d grown up with, someone would want me for testing and prodding if they knew what I was, and I didn’t want that. If I couldn’t be some kind of hero, then I wouldn’t be a test subject, either.

My magic grew, prickling beneath my skin as I found my rabbit and pulled her forward.

In no time, my body shrunk, slipping into the furry form of the rabbit, and I dropped to the ground. I hopped around the corner and into the alley, leaving my clothes, my bag, my phone… everything behind.

“What the fuck?” I heard one guy exclaim.

“She’s a fucking rabbit!” the other cried out.

“They’re not supposed to be real.”

“Two can play at that game.”

I paused behind a trash can, the sound of my little heart drumming in my ears. My ears turned this way and that as I listened for the men to retreat once they realized I was gone.

The sound of clothes ripping drew my attention, and then a loud roar followed.

My blood turned to ice.

A moment later, a panther jumped onto the trashcan, nearly pushing it over. I squealed and ran.

Shit, shit, shit.

He’d turned into a panther. I had no doubt it was one of the guys. The magic was suddenly so thick all around me, it grabbed at me like claws, tugging at my fur.

I ran as hard as I could. The panther was right behind me, and the only thing that saved me was my size. I could wriggle through fences that the panther had to jump over, hop through holes, and cross roads without being seen very clearly.

The panther would have easily gotten to me if we were in an open field.

It didn’t take very long before I ended up between the trees in a park. Now that I was away from the street, I didn’t have to worry about cars and people.

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