Between Shifts (The City Between Book 2) by W.R. Gingell

Author:W.R. Gingell [Gingell, W.R.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2018-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

It might have been nice to sleep in on a day when I didn’t have to work. Might have been, except that I dreamed of fur and fangs, and hot sticky blood, and something howling or screaming that turned out to be me.

Might have been, except that I woke up to see JinYeong perched at the end of my bed like a particularly well-dressed vulture.

I yelled and threw something at him from under my pillow, which made him duck, eyes wide, then turn to stare at the knife that was sticking out of the wall.

“What the flamin’ heck?” I yelled at him. “Why are you in my bedroom!”

“Ya!” he snapped back at me. “Wae gurolka? Jjincha musowo!”

“Scary? I’m scary?”

JinYeong reached back to pluck out the knife, and waved it at me. “Igae mwohya?”

I puffed out a breath and ran my fingers through my hair to get it out of my eyes. “Okay, that’s fair enough. I dunno where it came from. I didn’t put it under my pillow.”

He narrowed his eyes at me, flicking the knife down into the bed, blade first, and said something I was pretty sure was the Korean equivalent of liar. I would have protested against that, but I was also pretty sure he was just trying to distract me from my initial insistence on knowing why he was in my bedroom.

“Why are you sitting on my bed?” I demanded.

JinYeong shrugged one shoulder, pointing down through the floor, and said something that had Zero’s name in it.

“Zero wanted me to wake up?” I scrambled my legs out from under the covers. “All right, I’m ready.”

Both of JinYeong’s brows went up as he took in my jeans and t-shirt.

“What? If I go to bed dressed, I’m ready straight away in the morning,” I told him, scraping back enough of my hair for a ponytail but leaving a bit to cover the obviously wolfy part of me that was dismayingly larger this morning.

It was the morning for nasty surprises, obviously.

JinYeong made a sound of disapproval and tossed my hairbrush at me.

“What? You’re not the one going around town with me,” I told him, but I took the band out and brushed my hair anyway. That seemed to satisfy him, because he sauntered out of my room while I was still pulling my hair back again.

He and Zero were waiting for their breakfast when I got downstairs, JinYeong with the air of a pacing cat, and Zero with his usual emotionless fortitude. Athelas had already gone, but he must have eaten the breakfast I prepared for him last night, because the dishes were in the sink, and the tea percolator was turned off at the wall.

I made them bacon and eggs, but food smelled a bit off to me again today. Not off as if it was rotten, just…not good to eat. Beggar me. I thought food was starting to smell bad, but I hadn’t expected bacon to go so quickly.

While the other two ate their breakfast, I

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