Chosen: Shifters of London by Hanna Maria Jones

Author:Hanna Maria Jones [Jones, Hanna Maria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scuffed Dentelle Press
Published: 2016-04-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I bit back another sob as the body supporting mine shifted downward. I clung tighter, whispering, “Who?”

“Quiet,” came the hushed answer. “Let’s reach the bottom first.”

It was very strange holding onto someone as they climbed down, hard muscles moving and a feeling of complete dependency whether I plummet three stories to the ground or not.

We were there before I knew it. Once my feet touched the ground I unwound my arms and looked into the tired face of Lyall.

I hugged him. “Thank you.”

“We’re not gone yet.” A growl from behind announced.

I turned and saw Kurt, and I couldn’t help but give him an even quicker hug.

“Later,” he grumbled as he moved away, then silently jogged toward the hedges.

Lyall wrapped a protective arm around my shoulders and kept us moving at a steady pace, even when I was breathing heavy and faltering. I wasn’t much of a runner.

In fact, I barely had time to think about what I was leaving behind as the outer edges of the lawn finally came within sight. There wasn’t any car waiting for us, and I groaned as we continued jogging down the empty circular driveway in front of the house.

I was stumbling a little when we were far enough away that Kurt slowed in front of us. I still didn’t see any car, and my lungs burned as if I ran down the whole length of Oxford Street.

“You rescued me!” I was still in shock that I was free. If only he had come with me…

A car’s lights crawled toward us from the opposite way of the house. I immediately stepped off the street, but Kurt waved at it. The familiar vehicle pulled up next to us and the window rolled down.

“Heath!” I shrieked, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

“Keep it down, luv.” Heath grinned, as if he hadn’t been missing for days.

Kurt opened the passenger’s side door for me and saying nothing, so I assumed he already knew.

Once I was inside, Lyall and him climbed into the back seat, and we went shooting off into the night. I turned in my seat, so unbelievably glad to see him sitting there, recklessly driving. “Where have you been? We were worried sick!”

“So much for pulling it off as an impromptu roadtrip to you, luv. How’d you manage to fall into company with these misfits?” He winked.

“They were worried sick!” I thought of poor Kurt sitting in the back, and smacked Heath’s arm lightly. “You need to tell your boyfriend where you’re going next time.”

Heath suddenly snorted, grinning.

“Boyfriend?” came the offended question from the back.

I stopped, mouth hanging open a little.

Heath changed a look at me, then burst out laughing.

“Oh, I’m…” I started, cheeks turning hot.

“We’re not dating," Kurt said, quite dourly.

“We’re not? Give us a kiss, I missed you.” Heath made smacking noises at the rearview mirror. He even made a loud rowr like a stage performer.

Since there was no graceful way out of this, I moved for changing the subject. “So, where were you then?”

“Here and there.

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