—Caine Deathwalker As I hit the bed, the threat cleared the cobwebs from my mind. My heart pounded as I felt the soft brush of moving fur. Adrenaline jazzed my nerves, tweaking my muscles to deliver extra strength. I pulled a Storm PX4 out of thin air and jammed the barrel into the wolf’s mouth, using the gun like a horse’s bit so the jaws couldn’t close and savage me. At the same time, I warmed my Dragon Flame tattoo with a flush or raw magic, preparing to incinerate the enchanted rug. There wouldn’t be much of my bed left over, but necessity is a motherfucker! It seeped into my mind that the rug wasn’t fighting me, but had stayed inert. There was no threat. I pulled the gun back and placed a slug between the eyes of the wolf anyway. It didn’t care. Rolling off the bed, I sprang onto my feet, my smoking gun panning across the space. That’s when I heard it: the muffled giggling of two young girls coming from the bathroom. I stalked over, wrenched the door open, and glowered down on Julia and Teramantha. They were convulsing with laughter, trying to be quiet about it with little success. Seeing me, they went dead quiet. Julia looked into my face without fear, a smile in place. Tera ducked behind the older, taller girl, using her as a shield.
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