Eat or Be Eaten
Seventeen
Jake's Perspective

"Ego amo te, mi deliceo." she whispered to me. I wanted to shout, to tell her she'd be ok, but the words wouldn't come. All I could do was whisper and tell her how much I loved her.
"I love you, Kitten." I murmur. She smiled up at me, her lips and skin pale.
The hand I held falls, her heart stops beating, and she draws her last breath.
We stand there for hours, sobbing as her mother, father and sisters circle around her bed.
A nurse come in minutes after she passed, asking us to step away from her so that she could turn off the monitor. Adabel turns and hisses, making the sound of a furosous and angry cat. the nurse drops the clipboard she was holding and backs out of the room in fear.
Nick, Ben, Brett, Selena, Temperance and Venus surround the bed with her family, clasping eachothers hands with their heads bowed. I stand beside the Panther, holding her hand tightly, bowing my head and letting the tears fall.
We stood like that for two hours, before Adabel, Ivy and Lily lift their heads, their eyes hollow and dead, looking like true predators.
And then, after exchanging a look with her remaining daughters, the Panther says, in a truely dangerous whisper:
"This kitten has claws."