Oath Sworn by Kristen Banet

Oath Sworn by Kristen Banet

Author:Kristen Banet [Banet, Kristen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-15T05:00:00+00:00


13

Chapter Thirteen

I woke up before dawn and didn’t waste any time in getting out on to the streets again. As I stepped outside, I checked the time, smirking to see it was five in the morning. While that might have sounded terrible to humans, it was a great time for werecats. I was full of energy, even though everything ached. I didn’t carry much as I started back out onto the streets of Dallas. A simple outfit, which amounted to nothing when it came to protection, but it covered up the injuries I already had. Jeans, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes. I looked normal. I also had a pair of sunglasses hanging from the front of my shirt’s collar in case my eyes went even more haywire than they already were. I couldn’t risk more humans seeing cat-eyed women running around the city. There was an accidental slip and then there was being stupid. Though I woke up with gold eyes again, I didn’t have the cat pupils…yet. Lastly, I had my silver knife, sheathed and stuffed into my hoodie pocket with my cellphone and wallet.

I didn’t have much of an objective, just like the night before. Find a werewolf and get to someone important. The leader of the ones who took Carey was the best option, but finding her father was a good second option. If he didn’t already know his daughter fell into the wrong hands, he needed to. Whether that would make him my ally or my enemy, I didn’t know, but I had to make sure he knew in case I needed him to get her back and out of the danger zone again.

I was walking past a large skyscraper when I ‘accidentally’ bumped into a man in a suit, who cursed at me, glaring angrily.

“Sorry, sir,” I mumbled, bowing my head a bit respectfully.

“Damn street whores taking over the fucking city,” he muttered, shaking his head.

Wow, dickhead. Who pissed in your coffee? It’s not like I’m going to give you some transmitted disease from a shoulder check.

I brushed off my shoulder where I’d touched him and smiled at his back as he continued to hurry where he was going. It wouldn’t be too hard to do that several hundred more times throughout the day, but hopefully the rest would be a bit nicer about it. It would help spread my scent, taking it in buildings and cars across the city. It would let any werewolf with a brain catch my scent and let them know I was around.

I walked into a Starbucks, glad it was open, and purposefully ran my hand over everything that seemed natural. The door, which my shoulder checked as well, as if I was too tired to push it all the way open. The counter, which I rested my hands on lazily, letting my scent cover it. When I got my drink, I took a seat near the front door, took a few drinks, then played up an act that the spot wasn’t good enough for me and moved to the back of the room, trying to find dimmer light.



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