Avenging Autumn by Marissa Farrar

Author:Marissa Farrar [Farrar, Marissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Werewolves, shifters, Spirit Shifters Series, Series Books, paranormal romance, Fantasy, Marissa Farrar
Amazon: B010HS045K
Goodreads: 25993814
Publisher: Warwick House Press
Published: 2015-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

MIA STUCK CLOSE to Peter’s side as they ran back through the forest, retracing the route they’d taken on the way up.

She didn’t like the presence of the new shifters. What the hell had Autumn been thinking, allowing them to stay, especially considering they had basically set her up? Chogan had voiced all of their opinions, but Autumn hadn’t even listened to him—and Mia was sure Chogan was the one person Autumn listened to when Blake wasn’t around.

Despite keeping up with the run, Mia still wasn’t feeling right. She didn’t know if it was down to the shift, but she felt weak, and nausea swept over her at intervals. If she’d not already known that shifters rarely—if ever—got sick, she’d have thought she’d picked the stomach flu up from somewhere. Perhaps it was because she’d spent so long in her spirit guide’s form on her first shift. She didn’t know, but she hoped Autumn would let them go back to Wenona’s house to rest for a while. She didn’t like the idea of taking the shifters of Tooth and Claw back with them, but what choice did they have? Autumn was running the show now—something Mia was no longer certain was a good thing. Autumn needed Blake right now, someone to ground her, and make her see sense.

Their route took them via the outskirts of a small town—no more than a main street with a store and a bar, and a couple of rows of dilapidated houses. Autumn, Chogan, Marcus, and the others in the two vehicles were able to stick to the freeway, but the town was so close to the main road, the shifters couldn’t really avoid it. Even so, they stuck to the outskirts, hoping they wouldn’t be noticed at this early hour of the morning.

The crack of a gunshot rang out in the dark, quickly followed by another.

Oh, shit.

Mia glanced over to Peter, whose hackles had raised, his amber eyes wide. Within moments, he was at her side, his big shoulder brushing against hers. What direction had the gunshots come from? Had the bullets been meant for them? The wolves and other shifters up ahead had also drawn back, uncertainty rippling through the group. Did they keep going, and run into danger, or did they need to turn back?

Another shot sounded and one of the wolves—one with the scars on his muzzle—let out a yelp and fell to his side. His friend stopped with him, nosing his flank to get a reaction, but none came. The wolf’s chest lifted and fell, lifted and fell, and then didn’t lift again. The friend lifted his muzzle to the sky and howled.

A whoop of delight came from somewhere toward the town, a number of feet running toward them. A third gunshot sounded, and shocked them all into movement. The footsteps and shots were coming from the direction of the town they were passing. Peter’s shoulder shoved against Mia’s again, but she couldn’t force her eyes away from the fallen body of the wolf.

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