I gasped as the jaguar’s massive head pressed against me. Instantly, I knew what my brain had been trying to tell me. This was Knox. How he was a giant cat, I didn’t have a clue. I died and came back as a streaker, so I certainly wasn’t going to judge him for his level of freakiness. If he wanted to magic himself into a giant cat, I would enjoy having a big kitty to pet. Vibrations rippled through my body as Knox began to purr. Oh yes, I much preferred this version of Knox.
