Chapter 23 - Frying Pot to Pan
Damn!
Ezekiel panted to himself. He wasn't tired, but the adrenaline crawling all along his heart made him gritty. As did the Leopard inside that was wide awake and snarling to get free.
And it wasn't mad like he was. No. It had enjoyed the chase....The leopard was pouring its power into him, it was scratching at his mind trying to break free. It liked the hunt.....maybe a little too much.
Ezekiel ignored its mewling calls in his head and tried to focus on the strange green eyed mortal who was proving to be as slippery as an ell even with his exhaustion clear to the naked eye.
How in god's name is he still able to move!
Ezekiels asked himself.
He was two seconds from death this morning. What the hell did mom do to him?
Knowing that these questions wer
