The Darkest Kiss (Riley Jenson Guardian 6)

I shook my head and pulled my laser from its holster. "You ready?"

He raised his eyebrows as he pulled free his own weapon. "Sweetheart, I'm always ready."

"Heard that about you stallions." I pushed the door open and stepped quickly into the room. The living room was large, white, and pristine, with modern furniture that matched the modern feel of the building.

And it wasn't empty, I realized, as the smell of cat and death hit.

The bakeneko was here.

Chapter 12

I didn't have time to warn Kade.

I barely even had time to spin around in the direction of the scent when a huge black paw hit me, knocking me across the living room and sending me smashing into a wall. The plaster dented under the force of the impact and the laser went flying from my hand.

I hit the floor just as hard as the wall, and pain flared across my back. I ignored it, and swiped irritably at the warm liquid spilling from the slashes on my cheek.

But the scent of blood that filled the air wasn't only mine. Kade had managed to move away from the doorway, but he'd been backed into a corner by the bakeneko and his right arm was shredded so badly I could see strips of bone in places. He'd had time enough to grab a metal chair from the dining area, and that was the only thing standing between him and the bakeneko's bloody fury. But the metal was having trouble standing up to the force of the creature's blows, with huge dents marring the various struts.

I had no idea where his laser was. Like mine, it had obviously been sent flying when the bakeneko attacked.

She was massive - a big black monster who stood at shoulder height with the horse-shifter. Her paws were the size of damn plates, and her claws were thick and brutally sharp.

We needed to get rid of her - fast.

I scrambled to my feet, then had to thrust my hand against the wall as dizziness hit. I shook my head to clear it, sending droplets of crimson scattering across the pristine whiteness, then spotted a laser on the floor and dove left to grab it. I wrapped my finger around the trigger, making the weapon hum, but I resisted the urge to fire. Kade was right behind the bakeneko, which meant I couldn't take a shot. Not when the power of these things could shoot holes through concrete walls and still kill someone on the other side. Even if I moved around to the other side, it wouldn't help. She'd sense the movement and shift to counter.

The bakeneko snarled and raised a paw for another swipe at Kade. I sighted on it and pressed the trigger. The blue beam shot out, but, as I'd feared, the bakeneko saw it and moved. The beam missed flesh, piercing the thick window beyond the two of them and disappearing into the gray day.

The creature roared - a sound thick with fury - then, surprisingly, she spun and leapt for the same window. I shot again, but the bitch was moving too fast and the shot did little more than singe hair from her back before shooting another hole through the glass, further weakening it.

Kade dove forward, trying to grab the creature's tail, but there was so much blood on his hands that he couldn't get a grip.

The creature hit the window headfirst. The glass shattered, the thick shards glittering as they followed the creature out into the chill afternoon.

"Shit," Kade said, running to the broken window and staring out.

I quickly joined him. My stomach rebelled instantly at the drop, but I shoved the old fear away and concentrated on our quarry. The big cat was tumbling tail over head toward the concrete, but at the last possible minute seemed to find her balance and landed on all fours. We were five floors up, but the damn bitch didn't even seem to notice.>The chill in the air increased, and with it came a sense of anger. It was not my time.

She mightn't have thought so, but fate always had other ideas on such things. Can you tell me anything about the creature?

She was fast. The sense of energy increased, until the tingling on my skin felt like fire. Very briefly, a wispy face formed in the shadows - a thin pretty face with wide lost eyes. She took my bag. My phone. My car keys.

She took your life, too, but I kept that thought to myself. I had no idea if souls could feel shock, but this one showed every sign of going through that right now. I didn't need to make it any worse for her.

What is your name?

Maria. Maria Kennedy-Smith.

Is there anything you can tell me about the person who did this to you?

I knew her. But it didn't seem like her.

The chill in the air was beginning to fade, and the shadows once again swallowed her wispy features.

What was her name?

Jenny Franklin.