From Pawn To Predator

“They told me I was coming home, a long-lost son found by the wealthy Clark family in their sprawling New Orleans mansion. But the moment I touched the Sphynx cat they insisted was a "welcome gift," a wave of pure malice hit me-a human consciousness trapped and seething with hate. And the antique locket my "mother" gave me? It was no protection; it was a hungry leech, designed to drain my life force, preparing me to be a sacrifice. They weren't welcoming me; they were grooming me for a body-swapping ritual, trading my soul for their "true son" Caleb, stuck in that cat's body. Forty-nine days, the cat' s angry thoughts projected into my mind, until my worthless soul was snuffed out. How could these people, who claimed to be my family, plot such a monstrous thing? But as I looked at their immense wealth and felt the cold gleam in their eyes, I knew precisely what I had to do: I would play their dark game, only I would win everything, and they would lose it all.”