I stared into his enraged green eyes as he crept closer and closer on all fours, saliva dripping from his exposed canines.
Gone was the green shirt with tropical trees, the ever so slightly loose indigo necktie with reddish blue stripes.
Gone was the ever-knowing gaze, the ever-amused smirk.
Gone was the relaxed posture, the tail that flicked with a swish ever so often.
I thought he had been pretending, just like we planned.
I thought we had replaced the night howler with blueberries.
Bellwether had figured us out.
He pinned me down, claws swiping at me.
It hurt more than when Gideon had done it.
I thought of my family back home.
I thought of my dreams.
I thought of the case that I had sworn I would solve.
I thought of Nick.
I wanted to tell him I loved him.
He bit into my neck.
The blood rushed out.
I couldn't.