There in the forest he could barely contain the wildness raging within him. The change swept through him before he had a chance to think, the dangerous animal bursting free, stretching the roped muscles and leaping into the limbs over head. Bands of light poured like gold from the sky down through the trees to light up the foliage and cages of roots. There was no silence in the jungle as he first thought. The rainforest was alive with sound, rustles and chirps and loud calls. The other creatures knew he was there, a stranger walking their land and almost immediately he was joined by the keepers of the forest.

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The scent of blood and smoke and death assailed his nostrils as he ran, his whiskers were radar antenna, bouncing information to him so that his brain flooded with stimuli. Drake Donovon. If there was fear, it wasn’t coming from Drake. Only defiance, fury, rage pouring from him and filling the night around him. The sounds of taunting laughter, hard fists hitting flesh, fresh blood bursting into the air so that the forest erupted into more shrieks of alarm. He allowed a small smile to touch his mouth. Alice never noticed that it didn’t reach his eyes. She was the first of many such recruits.Jake found the Texas ranch to be a kind of paradise. The leopard could run free through the numerous trees and wild foliage his grandfather had encouraged to grow. The house was enormous, a mansion by even Texas standards with a library most cities would envy. He continued his studies in languages as well as business, hiring his own tutors, studying each company he owned and listening carefully to those Fenton had trusted to run them. Jake raced along the forest highway, high above in the trees, ignoring the screaming monkeys and the cry of the birds. He coughed once, twice, warning Drake of his coming. In his life, Jake had never once stood for another. He fought his own battles and never asked or expected help. He didn’t have friendships or trust any other being. Drake had given him information, but he hadn’t offered friendship, nor would Jake have accepted it, yet Jake didn’t hesitate anymore than the leopard rushing toward three men with guns.

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