Her Werewolf Mate by Jodi Vaughn

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

Chapter 19

Jaxon stared at the cell phone in his hand. It was a little after noon.

They would have already made it across the state line into Arkansas if the roads hadn’t been blocked. But all the detours had cut into their time.

He really couldn’t go anywhere until he heard back from Lucien concerning Lorcan.

Lorcan would have the inside scoop, if the Were decided to change his loyalties. Right now he wasn’t sure who he could trust.

He shoved the phone back in his pocket and walked back to Ginny, his footsteps muffled by the clumps of dark green grass.

“So what’s the plan?” She chewed on the end of her nail and crossed her arms.

“I’ve got a call in to someone who might help us. Right now we have to stay put. Stay hidden and out of sight.”

He looked at the old barn with vines climbing up the windows and weeds crowding the tall double doors. The red tin roof had long faded and rusted, and he was pretty sure he saw some holes, but he couldn’t be sure until he got inside.

Thunder rolled overhead. Ginny jumped at the boom.

“Are you kidding me?” She looked heavenward and rolled her eyes.

“Look on the bright side,” he said.

“Bright side? What bright side?” She frowned.

“At least we have someplace dry to stay instead of riding in the rain.” He grinned.

“You can’t be serious about going in there, are you?” She arched her brow. “I don’t like hiding out in some snake infested barn.”

“Where is your sense of adventure? The Ginny I knew didn’t let some little king snake get her rattled.” He walked over to his Harley and opened his saddlebags. He dug a round a little and then pulled out a large knife.

“It’s not the king snake I’m worried about. I’m worried about the rattlesnake.” She pointed at the blade in his hand. “Is that why you have that knife?”

“The knife is to cut down some of the weeds around the door.” He smiled and started hacking away at the cluster of weeds blocking the barn doors.

A few field mice scampered out of the bushes and ran off into the safety of the woods. Once the doors were clear of the weeds, he pulled the doors open.

The doors creaked on rusty hinges, and the scent of old hay rolled out. He peered inside the dark building. A couple of old bales of hay were stacked under one of the windows. The dirt floor was strewn with loose straw, and a ladder sat propped leading up to the attic space. He walked the perimeter of the room, kicking the bales of hay and looking in corners for any stray snakes that might be hiding.

“How’s it look?” Ginny called out to him.

“It’s pretty clean. Hang on and let me look up in the loft.” He braced his foot on the ladder and climbed up to the loft. The floorboards creaked under his footsteps but seemed sturdy enough. The loft was relatively clean except for a couple of old, empty barrels.

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