A Curse of Blood (Monsters Among Us: Hartford Cove Book 1) by L.L. Frost

Author:L.L. Frost [Frost, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Small Bites
Published: 2022-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

MORE THIGH DAYS

Loud footsteps announce Haut’s return to the house, along with his loud bellow. “Rowe? Where are you? Speak to me, sweetie.”

Tris bats my head with his wings and honks loudly for attention.

“Shut up!” I hiss, trying to contain my newly feathered friend. “He’ll find us.”

“What the…” Haut’s footsteps slow, his tone shifting from worry to anger. “Did you ransack my bedroom? Your pills were right on the nightstan…”

He trails off as he picks his way over the pile of bedding into the hall and steps into his trashed bedroom.

I lay low behind the footboard, but Tris gives us away with another loud honk.

Haut’s fingers curl around the top of the footboard before his angry eyes find me in my admittedly poor hiding place. “What in the ever-loving hell is going on?”

“Adventure?” I offer, which earns me another buffet of slaps from my partner in crime.

Haut looks at him in disbelief. “Is that Tris?”

Tris honks loud as he stomps his flipper feet onto my back, his weight pressing me into the slats I lay across.

“Were we vandalized while I was gone?” Haut reaches down, grabs Tris by his long neck, and tosses him out the door. “Because that is the only explanation I’ll accept for why you tossed your grandmother’s house and invaded my privacy.”

I widen my eyes at him. “Grandma made me do it.”

He curses and stomps away, followed by another loud honk from Tris.

“No, really, I’m telling the truth.” Grabbing the nearest journal, I scramble over the footboard, leap over the bedding in the doorway, and chase after him down the hall, waving the family heirloom like a madwoman. “Look! She hid them under your bed!”

Haut yanks open the door to the screened-in porch and shoves Tris out before he turns to me.

I lean to the side to peer past his magnificent form. “Why are you putting Tris on the porch? He doesn’t like to be caged. It gives him flashbacks to the pound.”

“Have you ever stepped in goose shit?” Haut’s lip curls in disgust. “Until he proves he’s house trained in this new form, he’s not coming back inside.”

I straighten to my full height, which doesn’t even bring me to Haut’s shoulder. “Tris has never shit in the house!”

“How long was he a wolfdog before you met him?” Haut demands.

Two loud honks answer as the screen on the door rattles aggressively.

“Two years, give or take a few months,” I mumble.

“Two years of learning how to control a canine body.” Haut kicks the main door shut on Tris’s protests. “He stays outside until we can figure out what happened and turn him back.” Then, his eyes narrow on the book in my hand. “What did you say was hiding under my bed?”

Quickly, I shove the journal behind my back. “Nothing.”

“Did you find her journals?” He pounces before I can run, wrapping me up in his superior strength before easily wresting the old book from my hands. Disbelief fills his voice. “She hid them under my bed?”

“She must have trusted you to keep them safer than the workroom.

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