Damian went very still, like the old vamps can, as if he were some beautiful statue. My skin felt thick and heavy with it. Hell, I was having trouble focusing my eyes, let alone moving anything else. He was a wereleopard, Nimir-Raj of the local pard.
Deal with it enough that he called me in on a case again. The look he flashed up at me as I stood over him was one of surprise and fear. He'd liked the flogger. Her voice trailed off.