C11 Chapter 11

Wide paws hurdled along the path. Great white god it was huge, the beast’s shoulders well above Beska’s head. And it was running at her like the gates of the underworld had opened behind it. Her heart leapt for her throat and instinctively she dropped into a fighting stance. It didn’t do any good, of course, the gray frock protested her widened position and blocked her grasp at the naksha...again