Her Werewolf Hero by Jodi Vaughn

Author:Jodi Vaughn [Vaughn, Jodi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jodi Vaughn

Chapter 19

“It’s like a sauna out here.” Catty stepped out of her apartment and into the steamy night. She sucked in a hot breath and hiked her bag higher on her shoulder as she made her way down the sidewalk. Darkness descended upon the city like a blanket, covering the sins and secrets of those it met in the shadows.

She plucked her sweaty shirt away from her sweaty body. Even in the dark, the humidity was still wicked.

After Big Mike’s visit, she made an effort to stay away from Lucien. He’d come by her place, and when he’d knocked, she’d hidden in the bathroom. She didn’t care what happened to her, but she wasn’t going to let Lucien get hurt because of her.

She stayed in her apartment for the remainder of the day, not even going to visit Mrs. Willis.

Her chest tightened. She knew Mrs. Willis would be wondering where she was.

“Hey, sweetheart. What’s your hurry?” a couple of guys hanging out at the corner called out to her. Her fingers tightened around the strap of her bag and she hurried her pace. She’d been whistled at, yelled at, and even propositioned many times before. But tonight a sliver of fear skittered along her spine, like spider legs dancing on her back.

Something was different. Something was off.

She glanced around. There were plenty of people milling around the sidewalk, but they were all human. If she got into trouble she would need to shift to defend herself, but with the Pack Law, shifting in public was punishable by death.

Sometimes she hated humans. Not because she thought she was better but because they were so fucking entitled. If they knew how many times their lives had been saved from a rogue werewolf by Guardians, they would be shocked.

Not all humans were bad. Mrs. Willis was human and had a heart of gold.

Now her granddaughter, Shelly, was a different story. She didn’t trust that chick as far as she could throw her skinny ass.

“Baby. What’s your hurry?” The two men stepped up to flank her on both sides. One had a long untrimmed beard and dark eyes, while the other guy was clean shaven with snaggle-toothed smile.

They both reeked of whiskey and cigarettes. She cringed at the stench but kept walking. If she ignored them, maybe they would leave her alone.

“Hey, I’m talking to you. Do you think you’re too good to talk to us?” The guy with the unkempt beard stepped closer. His arm brushed against her and she recoiled.

“I have to get to work,” she murmured and kept her gaze straight ahead. Her heart clattered in her chest, and her lungs began to tighten and ache.

She was only a block from the club. Once inside she’d be safe. Only a few more feet.

“Yeah, we know where you work, angel.” The other male with the bad teeth ran his finger down her arm. “And we know what you look like under all those clothes.”

Her stomach lurched. They knew she was a stripper.

“Say, how much money for a blow job?” the other guy sneered.

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