The Darkest Kiss (Riley Jenson Guardian 6)

And she was perfect.

Perfect.

Aside from the fact that she had a broken arm rather than shredded legs and a chunk out of her arm, I might have been staring at a perfectly clothed reflection. Obviously, whatever magic allowed her to change could hide bloodied clothes or a gouged eye, but it couldn't heal a broken limb. It was nice to know that some shifting magic remained constant across species.

"I will walk out of here, guardian. I will walk away with no one being the wiser."

I flexed bloodied fingers and shifted my feet. "Like hell you will."

And with that, I leapt at her. If she remained in human form, I had a chance. But it wasn't my only chance.

Iktar and Kade had to be close.

She sidestepped fast, but her speed seemed to be restricted by either her human shape or her wounds, and I hit her hard, my boot sinking deep into her side and sending her flying.

I swung round. The bakeneko had regained her balance, but rather than attack, she ran backward. I ran after her, wondering why the fuck she was suddenly retreating when the bitch was so confident of a win.

A second later, I had my answer.

The door behind her was torn off its hinges and two figures appeared, one little more than a shadow and the other blood covered and battered.

"Shoot her!" the bakeneko screamed, her voice my voice. "Blow her fucking brains out!"

Neither man hesitated.

They both raised their guns and fired.

Chapter 13

Only they didn't fire at me.

They fired at the creature wearing my face.

One bright laser beam sliced through her legs, the other through her neck. There was a brief moment when shock registered, then her head parted company from her body and all three bits plopped to the floor.

I stared at her for a moment, unable to believe it was over so suddenly, then wiped a trembling hand across my face and met Kade's gaze as he limped toward me. "How did you know?"

He gave me a smile that was all aching weariness. "She's not missing her left little pinky. You are."

"Then you're both more observant than me, thank God." I hadn't even fucking noticed.

He wrapped a bloody arm around me and dragged me into a hug that was so damn fierce and comforting I felt like crying.

"You're a mess," he said, after a while.

"Now there's a case of the pot calling the kettle black."

"You both should go to the hospital," Iktar commented.

I looked around Kade's arm and saw him lightly toeing the bakeneko's body. As he did, smoke began to rise, twisting and curling skyward. It swirled around its human remains, finding shape and solidarity. Briefly gaining the form of a cat.

She turned, and her ghostly gaze met mine. She didn't say anything, simply bowed, then her form broke apart and began drifting skyward before disappearing completely.

"She's gone," I said, and wondered what sort of afterlife things like her went to.>Kade twisted around and fired blindly. The shot scoured the creature's side and she screamed - a high sound of fury that made my ears ache.

Then she was on him, her sheer weight and speed flinging them both backward, until all I could see was a fighting ball of black and brown.

I swore and raced across the room. They were still rolling, tumbling, across the filthy concrete floor, but Kade had somehow managed to get his hands around the creature's neck. The corded muscles in his arms were evidence enough of the strength he was using to try to strangle her, but he seemed to be achieving little more than holding her wickedly sharp teeth away from his throat. And all the while, her claws were ripping at him everywhere else.