[Warning: #violentscenes #bloody #nudity #gore #penetration #sadism #revenge]
A [GORGON] FEMALE had deflowered and killed the only child of a prominent Alpha of the weretiger shifter pack. Rafel understood why this witch of the mooring had taken to the 'moor' in the first place. Had she tried to leave the academy, she would have been dead before she hit the harbor. If the assassins employed by the poor boy's mother didn't get her, then the other tiger-shifters would, in seeking to avenge their wounded Alpha.
The witch of the mooring was dead either way.
So she'd remained on the isle, making her camp on the rise of the uncut trails by the hilly strides north of campus, where no one would think to look. For as all the students thought, those woods were inhabited by the baboons and boars. Until three nights ago, when Rafel had caused the blackout; and the glint of an orange fire had been spotted in them.
