Freakn' Shifters
Faster and faster, Gramps whirled, closer too, somehow dancing between the kneeling warriors, whiplike strands of grey striking their skin, tickling, she was sure.
And then it was over. With a sudden stop and hands outstretched to the rising three quarter moon, framed in an opening high up in the tree tops, a single extended cry left him. One trebled note that grew in tenor, then in chorus as all around, men opened their mouths wide and echoed the same sound.
Eyes flashed. Yellow, amber, and gold ? plus one blue one. Inhuman eyes. All trained on three, very out of place girls.
"Holy shit," Sasha whispered.
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