Werewolves and Cat Shifters

1985 Words

Quinn My entire existence is shaking on its hinges right now and my only anchor, Genie, is looking like a damn stranger at times. I mean, it’s still her, still my girl, but she did something back there, on Big and Naughty’s sofa and it shook me to the core. It called upon something in me, something asleep and it feels almost alive now even if not exactly aware. Not yet at least. It freaks the f*uck out of me - more than talks about lifted curses and shadow shifters and what not. Because it’s directed within me, opposed to all the things happening around me, out in the world. We are leaving the apartment now and neither Markus, nor Grey has said anything to stop us. They just stand there, staring, but they are not saying a damn word as I leave. It almost feels like a dream when Grey rushe

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