

"Kylie?" Holiday yel ed out from the living room. "Don't leave me again, okay?" she begged. "Daniel, please come back," she cal ed out, not wanting to be alone. The lion backed up, growled, exposing his teeth, and shook his mane at her.įor some reason, she thought about the soldier and his choice to die as he went back to save the woman. "Come here, you ugly foul-smel ing monster. "No!" She rocked the chair back and forth to get the lion's attention. And listen as the animal ate her kitten alive. She could go slam the door, push the bed against the wal. He poked his face out the bedroom door as if something out there had caught his attention. Kylie shot behind the chair, thinking about using it as a weapon, but when she looked up, the lion had backed up.
