The Panther's Surrogate: A Paranormal Pregnancy Romance by Angela Foxxe Page B

about Kheem and Josie, but more importantly, they were talking about Ony. It was a strange alliance, but she supposed that it wasn’t beyond comprehension. They both wanted different things, different results from their alliance and that was enough for them to come together for a common enemy.
    Josie knew that the Jaguar Clan wanted Kheem dead and Tendai wanted her dead. It was easy to see. It was easy to understand. Now, thanks to Faraji surviving his fall to death, the Hyena Clan was also interested in the two lovers ending up with their lives forfeit.
    It was enough to make her wonder who would actually end up with Ony if they united against Kheem and Josie. The thing that was most obvious was that Kheem and Josie would be taking down plenty of them.  They would be taking a whole lot of them along the way. That was something Josie was certain about and they needed to know it.
    “That doesn’t look good,” Kheem said to her, making a huge understatement. “Maybe we should go have a word with them.”
    “No,” Josie reached out and grabbed his hand, not willing to let him go. That was suicide. When he turned and looked at her with a glimmer of humor in his eye and a smile on his lips that was more mischievous than a fox in a hen house, Josie felt like a fool. She felt like she’d been an idiot. All she could do is shake her head at him. “But, we need to think about what our next move will be.”
    “How about our next move be to take them out,” Kheem said with a snarl in his voice.
    His eye was darker than the rest of his face, the telltale sign that he’d earned a black eye in his ambush with Faraji. There was one thing Josie knew about Kheem and that was the simple fact that the Hyenas had gotten lucky. Now that Kheem was on alert, he wasn’t going to be taken out so easily next time. And that was one thing Josie was certain of; there would definitely be a next time. They would be ready for them.
    “Yeah? Just walk in there and pick a fight with them?” Josie raised an eyebrow.
    She couldn’t help but think of how cool that would be. It would be like an old western or something. They would throw open the doors, swagger on in, and then fight to the death against unbeatable odds. Yeah, that wasn’t going to happen.
    “Why not?” Kheem said with a shrug.
    “For all the reasons that would make it suicidal,” Josie said.
    “Well, then maybe we should find something more productive to do with our time,” Kheem said, watching as the Jaguar Clan and the Hyena Clan turned and made eye contact with them.
    There was evil in their eyes, that much Josie could see as clear as the sun. They were all thinking dark things and their plot was something Jose could not abide. They needed to be stopped and it was becoming very clear that it was up to Josie and Kheem to stop them. This was going to get dangerous before the end.
    “Yeah,” Josie agreed with him, watching Christoph and Alizea closing the door and giving them a rather sinister look as they did so.
    Josie knew that this was going to be a violent fight and that there was going to be a lot of bloodshed before the end if these two Clans were stupid enough to join forces together. Either way, they had to survive.
    “Karen has Ony until seven,” Josie told him, turning back to Kheem who didn’t even look slightly intimidated by the two Clans. “Maybe we should make the most of our time.”
    “Yeah? What were you thinking?” Kheem asked her with a sly grin on his perfect lips.
    “Well,” She looped her arm in his and they headed away from the room. They didn’t need to waste any time glaring with their enemies. “I think we’re safe for the meantime. After all, there’s no way they’re going to be able to make a move right now, not when Wahir and the others are watching over Ony. So, maybe we should take care of something else in the meantime.”
     

Chapter Six
     
    Sure, there were a lot of things that they probably could have been doing or