I look in the window to see Casey climbing out of her seat and moving closer to Valarian, who wraps his arms around her.
“Move, lady, I need to double-check something,” he snaps at Zoe, who tosses herself in front of the door blocking him from opening it.
Zoe shoves him, and I gasp. “Get the f**k away from my daughter,” she growls in warning, her eyes turning obsidian, and her canines and claws slip out.
The officer growls at her, but she doesn’t budge. He goes to grab her, but she slashes his arm with her claws, and he lunges at her while fumbling for his handcuffs. He tries to snap them on her wrist when his gun falls from his holster.
The officer tosses her against the side of her car, trying to restrain her. Zoe struggles, and I try to grab him to make him let her go. I had never s
