I LOVE when authors are sadistic and give you little snippets of an upcoming novel so you can get nice and worked up before it’s actually available.
Consider this my first stab at the aforementioned sadism:
As the blood drained not only from his face, but also from the faces behind him, I got a glimpse of what they were seeing, what had so quickly turned the tide. In the mirror, over the shoulder of the last of the men, were two glowing red eyes. My Change was going to occur, and they all knew it. Death was coming for them.
And she was some pissed off.