Page 31 of The Mating Frenzy
It wasn’t the same as the Winter Kingdom, when he transformed to hunt, fight, or boredom forced him into his catform.
No, this was actually better, making him feel more alive and free than the Skinsuit.
Kieran pawed at the ground, eager to race over the grass. The man’s mind, still ruling over the beast, judged it was safe outside. Growling, he padded outside, jumped off the back porch and stalked alongside the silvery river. Nostrils flared as he scented a marmot hiding among the rocks. He was not hungry after eating that thick steak at the restaurant, but the predator inside urged him to investigate the territory. Learn theboundaries.
Kieran loped alongside the river to the edge of the forest where the complex’s property ended. He lifted his leg and sprayed his scent over atree.
There. Any Other who chanced along, in cat or wolf form, would think twice about entering thiscomplex.
Racing back to the condo, he stopped short, glancing up at the moon. A good few hours until he had to meet Ella at the dive bar. Enough time torest.
He padded inside. Couldn’t risk napping in a tree, but he didn’t want to shift back and lie on a bed. This world was still too dangerous andrisky.
Then, as if by a wizard’s magick, he spied a large, open cardboard box by the fireplace. It had not been therepreviously.
Kieran glanced upward, roared histhanks.
“You’re welcome,” a dry voicesaid.
That Xavier. At least he was a goodhost.
Grunting, he turned around and lay down in the cardboard box, and then closed hiseyes.
