Riley's POV Prologue
Blood entered my olfactory sensors. My hackles rose as I heard metal striking stone, then grunting. I pranced carefully into the alleyway when I saw a female clothed in svelte attempting to fight a man about three sizes larger than her. Her upper thigh was bleeding profusely. I smelled a Silurian a few minutes away. Each opponent was watching each other intensely waiting to see what the other would do. The man was hunched over with a broken nose. The female saw me out of her peripheral vision. He saw that she was distracted and charged. He was unable to land another blow. His sinewy body gave way to my current form easily. He tried fighting back but his efforts were rewarded by my teeth through his neck. His bitter blood told me he was an opiate eater, I hate their blood. I turned to see the female losing consciousness.
I got to her right before her head hit the cobblestones. I heard a hiss from behind me. The Silurian. I went to the human's other side and lay down slowly. I lowered my head to her mate's abdomen. I thanked the gods later that the Silurian understood my actions.