Hunted (The Dirty Heroes Collection Book 13) by Cassandra Faye

Author:Cassandra Faye [Faye, Cassandra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-05T23:00:00+00:00

8

Harper

I'm relieved that Jared is eating, but the heavy silence is bothering me. He's sick, or at the very least he's not feeling well... but he won't admit it to me. I'm not sure if this is some kind of man thing where they refuse to admit anything is wrong until they're basically too weak to move, or if I'm just overreacting.

I don't think I'm making this up though.

He still looks too pale, and he's eating slowly instead of wolfing it down like he always does. Hell, I've seen him eat a large pizza on his own before, and somehow one sandwich has taken him over fifteen minutes to get halfway through.

"Babe?" I break the silence again and he just looks up at me, eyes sunken and red, waiting for me to continue talking. "Did you want to go on the hike today?"

"Maybe later," he mutters, and I shift in my seat, glancing out the window at the sunlight. I haven't checked my phone in a while, but I know it's after noon by now.

"Well, how long does the hike up the mountain take? That way we can figure out when we need to leave so we still have daylight when we're coming back down." I try to keep my voice upbeat, encouraging, but Jared just stares at me for a moment before he takes another bite of his sandwich, chewing slowly.

Okay...

"If you don't feel up to it, that's okay too," I offer, smiling just in case he looks at me, which he doesn't. "We can do whatever you're in the mood for, even if that's just hanging out in front of the fireplace and those creepy deer heads."

"They're trophies."

"That's cool..." Tucking one of my legs into the chair, I lean forward on the table. "Are any of them yours?"

"Yes. We always mount the first deer we take down." His voice is deadpan, weirdly empty, and I hate that he's pulling away from me again. After the sex he seemed so freaked out, and while I wasn't exactly comfortable with what happened, I'd still hoped we could talk about it… but he's made it pretty clear that's not going to be a topic of conversation.

Looking over at the deer heads, I try to ignore the black holes of their eyes. "Which one is yours?"

"The one to the left of the fireplace." Jared turns in his seat, pointing toward the one just off the side of the stone hearth, then he moves his finger further left. "That one is Ollie's."

"So, you only keep the first ones you kill?" I ask, and his arm drops as he faces the table again, but his eyes are on the food instead of me.

"We don't hunt for trophies. We hunt to feed the family, and our friends. It's about providing, not about showing off. It's why the deer are mounted here and nowhere else." He pushes the plate back and suddenly stands up. "I'm going for a walk."

"Oh, okay! I'll come with you." Pushing my chair back, I stand up and follow after him, but he turns to face me, and I freeze.

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