Skulduggery Pleasant: Death's Dawn

"I grabbed the axe off of one of them, snapping it with a sharp crack, twisting around and driving it into the skull of another. These guys were easy to kill, but we were being overwhelmed. I was almost at Tihana's side again, when I felt the rock hit my head.

"Oh bollocks." Blood trickled down the side of my face, and then I passed out."


34. Chapter 33

Shadow Wolf - Tihana

The three of us discussed battle plans- deciding weaknesses and the like. We told of each other, and what we could do. By we, I mean me. I had heard much of the famous Skeleton Detective and his little friend. The week of training had taught them all they needed to know about Tyrian, too. So I told them of myself. I told them about my kind. "We only transform when the moon is right, or we feel in danger."

"So that's why you didn't wolf out last night..." This single point had taken a while to explain. To be honest, I still wasn't sure Valkyrie got it. Instead of continuing to try and talk sense into her, Skulduggery butted in. Now that I thought of it, he was being awfully quiet. Humans normally never stopped talking. It also seemed Valkyrie felt something was wrong too.

He said the following with his finger to his jaw. "So how did you, you and your proud race, end up with Tyrian's family?" 

I smiled slightly, remembering that night. I recounted my tale, the pair listening closely. "I growled so fiercely at the pair, thoughts of eating them running through my mind like frightened-" I stopped in an instant, tensing. My eyes were fixed on the door as I began to growl.

Skulduggery's voice was low, quiet, and curious. "Tihana?" I continued to stare, my lips parting slightly. I bared my teeth, my nails lengthening.

"As long as I live. No one will lay a finger on that boy." I moved toward the door, opening it and striding out. My hands curled, the sharp claws digging into my palms as they changed themselves into paws. My own ears drew to a point, my ankles rising from my shoes as the claws on my feet tore through the thin material. I kicked them off, breaking into a run. I cut through an ally, the shop was two streets away. Tyrian was somewhere between. Now this... This was sneaky.

I came close to the edge of the shadows, skittering to a halt. I had most of my muzzle, and a considerable amount of fur. I had paws, which I had planted pretty firmly on the ground, and my tail was raised. I spoke with a different voice- this one sounding much more my age. It was not the voice of a teenager. It was not the voice of a little old lady. Oh no, this was much worse. "Get away from my human!" I snarled, eyes looking beyond Tyrian as he turned to look at me. My transformation was nearing its end. Then... Then I would be ready to fight.

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