"You can run but you can't hide," he pushed his way forcefully through the indoor jungle, feeling more like a predator than ever. It was a lie, of course. She couldn't run. Not from a nose like his. Hell, now he even had her taste on his tongue. Tracking her in this big old shack was going to be too easy.

Sure enough, he spotted her. A female form silhoetted against tropical foliage. Practically a fantasy come to life. Creed charged forward, grabbing at her arm with his claws hungry for flesh.