Her Monstrous Beasts (Her Vicious Beasts #5)

Chapter 29 Lyle

Lyle

The puzzle pieces that were flashes of clear sight I had gotten over the past few weeks now get put together. Now make sense. My brain emerges from the torturous fog that’s burdened us.

Horror winds its way through my spirit in a way that hasn’t happened since I was a teenager. I scramble to control my animus, and though I don’t let him shift me into animal form in this small space, I feel the raw, terrible need take over.

There is red in my eyes and death in my heart.

And that sweet scent wraps around me, my regina’s unique smell. And it hones my rage like a sharpening knife.