Call of the Moon: (BBW Paranormal Hunters Erotic Romance) (Avalon Book 2) by Mina Carter

Author:Mina Carter [Carter, Mina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BBW Paranormal Hunters Erotic Romance
Publisher: Blue Hedgehog Press
Published: 2014-11-27T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

I woke with a pounding headache, which was never a good sign. For most people, of course, a pounding headache was normally preceded by a wild night out on the town, or a little too much wine with dinner. For me, a headache like this was usually preceded by…okay, a wild night out on the town was one option. But normally, it meant I’d been beaten shitless by whatever nasty I’d chased, and I’d come out of it with a concussion.

I rarely devoted time to considering I might not have bagged said nasty, and put it in a shallow grave somewhere…if that were the case, the chances of me waking up with or without a headache were fairly slim.

This headache, though, was none of the above. Memory flooded back in a rush, and I put the pieces together before I opened my eyes. We’d been hit with Tasers. There was nothing like being hit with fifty thousand volts, no, the feeling it left was rather distinctive. And pissed me off completely.

I wasn’t in the alley anymore, but somewhere warm and dry. Indoors. There were people nearby, but silent. How did I know with my eyes shut? It was just one of those hunter things. Keeping my breathing slow and steady, as if I were still unconscious, I cracked an eyelid.

As I’d suspected, I was inside. Just next to me, out for the count, was Jasen. Relief hit me like a freight train. He was breathing, and the right color, so he hadn’t been injured and hadn’t bled out while I was unconscious.

The depth of my concern for him frightened me at times. Here I was, big scary-ass hunter…and I’d fallen hard for a guy who was both younger than me, and from what he’d said, one who hadn’t been in the game that long. Just five years…an impressive feat in itself. Life expectancy for a hunter was three and a half years, unless they were brought up in the life, paranoid as fuck, or have other abilities. Count me in for all three.

As I looked him over, I frowned at the odd angle of his arms. As if they were tied…I tried moving mine. Christmas turkey or hogtied, take your pick. Neither was comfortable, and both cut off circulation…and dignity? No place for it in this game of “tie up the big bad hunter.” Nope, not even in the same zip code.

“Looks as if our guests are finally back with us, one of them, at least.”

I twisted at the sound of the voice, flopping around on my stomach like a landed fish. I knew it. Sure enough, Mr. Brown sat at the other side of the room, dangling the pendant in his spidery fingers.

Neither he nor it held my attention, though. That was solely reserved for the magic circle painted on the bare wooden floorboards between us. A cold chill hit me, running down my spine with hobnail boots. I stuck my ass in the air and used my forehead to lever myself to my knees.

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