Family and Honor (Jacky Leon Book 2) by K.N. Banet & Kristen Banet

Author:K.N. Banet & Kristen Banet [Banet, K.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-11-14T23:00:00+00:00

17

Chapter Seventeen

“I’m going to Change,” Heath said before we got too far from the house. “I’ll feel better if at least one of us is in our more powerful form, and I have the nose to find older trails.”

I looked around, not seeing anything. If anything, the surrounding forest was beautifully serene. When nothing seemed unusual, I nodded.

“I’ll carry your clothing,” I told him, keeping my back to him. I listened as he undressed, the sound of his zipper seeming too loud for the quiet world we were standing in. A weird thing to notice, no doubt, but I couldn’t help it. I felt something hit the back of my legs and looked around to see it, catching a glimpse of bare legs as I stared at the pile of clothing. I picked them up, trying to fold them as I went so they would be easier to carry. I didn’t dare comment on the soft boxer briefs with…well, I figured they were dog bones. Were those supposed to be a joke?

I’m not sure what to even think about them. Are they a dick joke? Are they a werewolf joke? Did he buy them for himself, or were they a prank gift from someone? Who would buy this man patterned underwear?

Questions for another time. We had more pressing things to deal with, like getting out of the woods safely.

We have time. Keep calm, keep moving, and we’ll be out of here well before nightfall.

I listened to bone crunching, grunts, and growls as Heath went through the fast but painful-looking shift from man to massive wolf.

“Can you hear me?”

“Yup. We’re good,” I answered. “Let’s get moving.”

He huffed and began to trot toward the trail back. I followed behind him as we entered the woods and fell into an easy formation. I walked the trail, keeping my eyes and ears out for anything. As a wolf, he sniffed around the trail sides, looking for any place where it seemed someone or something might have been following alongside the path or taken off in a different direction. We trekked for a long time, not speaking. It was odd for me to talk to a wolf, and he probably had nothing to say because he wasn’t finding anything.

Either way, it was a silent walk.

We were nearly to the house when Heath whined.

“I smell something, and it’s bad news, I bet.”

“What?”

“Gasoline,” he answered before taking off faster. I ran after him, unable to keep up.

“Heath!” I called. “Wait up!” I really didn’t want to get left behind in the woods—not now.

I watched him slow down, and together, we ran at a reasonable pace to the place where the two werecats once met and where we left our ride. I was about thirty yards away when I could smell what he had. The gasoline was strong in the air.

“Oh fuck,” I snapped. “No. No. No. No.” I continued to run for the ATV the humans had left behind for us and snarled at the fuel line—severed clean, all the fuel poured onto the ground.

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