“He, like his father, could take other forms. While Nyktos preferred that of a white wolf, Ires was often fond of taking the shape of a large gray cat, much like Malec.” “Fuck,” Kieran whispered. I…I could only stand there while it felt like my heart had dropped out of my body. “I saw him,” I uttered. “We both did.”
OH MY GODD ITS THE GUY THEY FOUNDD THAAT THEY LEFT BEHIND. The cave cat
