again when she opened it up.
Khan stood there for several seconds
just looking around the room. Caitlynne stepped back and still he didn’t move.
Walker looked around the room, seeing it for the first time.
The bed was broken; the mattress was
tossed off its frame. The pictures were hanging crookedly and there were parts
of broken frames everywhere. He could see the shower curtain was torn off most
of its hooks and the toilet seat was broken. He looked at his mom when she
laughed.
“Good sex, or did she have trouble
convincing you that you aren’t going with her?”
Walker flushed and his dad walked in the
room with a whistle.
“Both. Hello, Mrs. Bowen. Thanks for
coming and getting him. He’s a bit—”
“You did this to her?” Khan thundered
toward him when suddenly Caitlynne was in front of him. “Get out of my way,
human. I’ve no—”
Khan ended up on the floor on his back
and Caitlynne held a gun to his head. “Move and I’ll shoot you. I’m fucking
sick and tired of you treating me like I’m some piece of slime you had on your
shoe.”
“Don’t kill him, dear. You have enough
of a mess to explain.”
Walker looked at his mom when she spoke.
“Come on, Khan. Tell the nice girl
you’re sorry she kicked your butt and we’ll take Walker home with us.”
“I’m not going anywhere she isn’t. I’ve
told her this several times and…would you mind getting off my brother? My cat
wants to kill him for touching you.”
Caitlynne looked at all of them before
she turned to look at him. She didn’t look very happy and he didn’t blame her.
This had not gone as he had hoped it would. She moved off Khan slowly and never
moved her gun off his head. When she stood, Walker noticed the blood on her leg
and the large stain on her thigh. She’d opened her wounds again.
“Let me go, Caitlynne. I have to see to
your wounds.” He heard a noise and started to turn toward it when he was
suddenly on the floor and Khan was being held down by Caitlynne.
“Damn it, I told you he’d find me.” She
took out another gun and handed it to Khan. “You know how to use this?”
“Yes, but why should I care about your
ass? You’re the reason this is happening.” He handed her back the gun and
started to stand. She knocked him to the floor again. This time Khan fought
back.
Walker didn’t know how he was suddenly
out of the chair, nor did he remember shifting, but he and Khan were going at
each other like one of them was going to die. And Walker was just pissed enough
to not care that this was his brother. The sharp pain in his leg had him turn
to the source and he stood very still while he watched Caitlynne stand with a
gun on them both. He hadn’t even heard the report and that’s when he realized
that she had a silencer on the big thing. Khan growled low and started toward
her when she shot him in the leg as well.
“Now here is how this is going to work. I’m
tired of fucking with you people. I never wanted this. All I did was take some
time off my job so that I could recoup from something that should never have
gone down. In that time since, I’ve found out that my boss really is a prick
and a liar, there are werepanthers in the world, and one of them hates me more
than I do myself.” She shrugged. “But that’s beside the point. I’m going to go
out that door and if any one of you even peek your face out, I’m going to blow
it off. Understand me?” No one moved and she pointed the gun at their heads. “I
know you can fucking understand me; that man over there did when I didn’t want
him to get hurt. So fucking answer me.”
Khan snarled and she shot him again. She
must have figured out that they healed quickly and her next statement confirmed
it.
“I know you won’t die from this because
that man took one to the gut and he’s walking around like he’s never been sick
a day in his life. But I’m reasonably sure that if I shot you in the fucking
head, there won’t be any recovering
Khan stood there for several seconds
just looking around the room. Caitlynne stepped back and still he didn’t move.
Walker looked around the room, seeing it for the first time.
The bed was broken; the mattress was
tossed off its frame. The pictures were hanging crookedly and there were parts
of broken frames everywhere. He could see the shower curtain was torn off most
of its hooks and the toilet seat was broken. He looked at his mom when she
laughed.
“Good sex, or did she have trouble
convincing you that you aren’t going with her?”
Walker flushed and his dad walked in the
room with a whistle.
“Both. Hello, Mrs. Bowen. Thanks for
coming and getting him. He’s a bit—”
“You did this to her?” Khan thundered
toward him when suddenly Caitlynne was in front of him. “Get out of my way,
human. I’ve no—”
Khan ended up on the floor on his back
and Caitlynne held a gun to his head. “Move and I’ll shoot you. I’m fucking
sick and tired of you treating me like I’m some piece of slime you had on your
shoe.”
“Don’t kill him, dear. You have enough
of a mess to explain.”
Walker looked at his mom when she spoke.
“Come on, Khan. Tell the nice girl
you’re sorry she kicked your butt and we’ll take Walker home with us.”
“I’m not going anywhere she isn’t. I’ve
told her this several times and…would you mind getting off my brother? My cat
wants to kill him for touching you.”
Caitlynne looked at all of them before
she turned to look at him. She didn’t look very happy and he didn’t blame her.
This had not gone as he had hoped it would. She moved off Khan slowly and never
moved her gun off his head. When she stood, Walker noticed the blood on her leg
and the large stain on her thigh. She’d opened her wounds again.
“Let me go, Caitlynne. I have to see to
your wounds.” He heard a noise and started to turn toward it when he was
suddenly on the floor and Khan was being held down by Caitlynne.
“Damn it, I told you he’d find me.” She
took out another gun and handed it to Khan. “You know how to use this?”
“Yes, but why should I care about your
ass? You’re the reason this is happening.” He handed her back the gun and
started to stand. She knocked him to the floor again. This time Khan fought
back.
Walker didn’t know how he was suddenly
out of the chair, nor did he remember shifting, but he and Khan were going at
each other like one of them was going to die. And Walker was just pissed enough
to not care that this was his brother. The sharp pain in his leg had him turn
to the source and he stood very still while he watched Caitlynne stand with a
gun on them both. He hadn’t even heard the report and that’s when he realized
that she had a silencer on the big thing. Khan growled low and started toward
her when she shot him in the leg as well.
“Now here is how this is going to work. I’m
tired of fucking with you people. I never wanted this. All I did was take some
time off my job so that I could recoup from something that should never have
gone down. In that time since, I’ve found out that my boss really is a prick
and a liar, there are werepanthers in the world, and one of them hates me more
than I do myself.” She shrugged. “But that’s beside the point. I’m going to go
out that door and if any one of you even peek your face out, I’m going to blow
it off. Understand me?” No one moved and she pointed the gun at their heads. “I
know you can fucking understand me; that man over there did when I didn’t want
him to get hurt. So fucking answer me.”
Khan snarled and she shot him again. She
must have figured out that they healed quickly and her next statement confirmed
it.
“I know you won’t die from this because
that man took one to the gut and he’s walking around like he’s never been sick
a day in his life. But I’m reasonably sure that if I shot you in the fucking
head, there won’t be any recovering
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