Chapter 86

I know he would have liked to do something to help, but he was just a kid. There wasn’t much to do there. It wasn’t like when he knocked down Álvaro inside a cage.

The lion entered my field of vision and my breath hitched in my windpipe. After what I had been seeing in the last few days, after the werewolves, the were-tiger, the panther, and Sheriff McCord, that being startled me more than any of them.

Because it was pure power. If Ivan already seemed imposing and strong, invincible, that light-furred monster was even more impressive. There was no doubt why he was so sure he could take on any opponent. Tall, well-muscled and powerful, he radiated respect and inspired terror, and I was only seeing his back, his head hidden in a thick, woolly mane of a faint whitish tone, perhaps ivory or beige, very soft. His shoulders were as broad as I assumed from the first time I saw him in the office, in his human form, and he didn’t seem to have a single wound on his body, at least