Hanging up with a grin that quickly faded as she considered what she might find, she hurried to throw some water on her face - the bath would have to wait until she had a few hours to relax. Though her muscles were still a little sore, it was nothing that would hold her back. She was a sentinel for a reason - she was fit, lethal, and well able to take down most men twice her size.
Not including Riley.
Her teeth bared at the way he'd pinned her - maybe she'd enjoyed it last night, but if the wolf tried to use that to change the balance of power in the sentinel-lieutenant relationship between them, things would get seriously ugly.
Her mind filled with images of him blocking her punches, trying not to hurt her. She squelched the tiny tendril of warmth that threatened to rise to the surface. Because if there was one thing she knew about predatory changeling men, it was that they weren't good with boundaries - if she gave an inch, he'd take a whole country mile, start trying to protect her in the field.
Scowling at the thought, she wiped off her face, took a second to cover up a certain mark, then scraped her hair back into a high, tight ponytail before dressing in jeans, a plain white tee, and boots. Her cell phone was on the night table and she grabbed it on the way out, sticking it in her back pocket. The autumn air tasted crisp, sweet, almost too cold. She drew it into her lungs as she ran, ceding control to the leopard though she remained in human form. It knew instinctively where to put its feet, when to duck, when to switch direction because an easier path lay a little bit to the left or right.
It just felt like being.
Despite the bleak nature of what lay ahead, she was smiling when the first hint of scent hit her nose. Her stride faltered as she crossed into the large tract of land known as the Grove. "God would not be that cruel." But he was.
Because there was Riley, running to meet her from the opposite direction. His expression was the by-now-familiar impassive one - the one that made her want to needle him simply to get a reaction. If she hadn't seen that same face violent with passion, she'd have thought him an android. And for a predatory male changeling, especially one as dominant as Riley, that was some act to pull off.
"Coincidence?" she asked with saccharine sweetness.
His eyes - dark, intense, extraordinarily focused - went to her neck. "You can't heal a bite that fast." Cool words, but his jaw was a brutally hard line.
"Maybe I can." And maybe she had really good concealer. "Let's do this." She swept left as he went right. "Anything?" she asked as they met on the other side of the rough circle.
"No. Another sweep."
She growled at him. "I know what I'm doing. Don't give me orders."
Those oh-so-calm eyes didn't so much as narrow. "Fine." And he was gone.
That pissed her off. Which, she realized, was precisely the result he'd intended. Riley knew exactly how to push her buttons. Like he took a damn degree in antagonizing - She froze, sniffed the air, and picked up a scent that tied her stomach in knots. "Damn." Putting two fingers to her mouth, she whistled.
Riley arrived a minute later. "Some kind of cat," he said the instant he got close.
"Changeling lynx." Crouching to confirm the scent, she shook her head . . . and caught a vague whiff of the "dead" smell that had freaked out the juvenile. Her soul chilled, even as the leopard whispered that that scent had never belonged to a person. "She's here because there's a wild lynx population in the area."
Riley's shoulders locked, his hands fisting. "She's gone rogue."
"I hope it's not too late." Mercy swallowed and rose to her feet. Rogues were changelings who'd surrendered absolutely to the beast, submerging their human half. If they'd turned into pure animals, it wouldn't have mattered so much - yes, it would've broken hearts, but the lost ones would've been allowed to live out their lives in peace. But rogues were smarter, faster, quicker. And they liked hunting those they had once called family. But this one . . . "It's a kid, Riley."
The wolf looked at her out of Riley's eyes. "You know her?"