Stone Cold Fox by Evangeline Anderson

Author:Evangeline Anderson [Anderson, Evangeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Swerve
Published: 2017-07-31T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

At first it seemed like getting the night-blooming jasmine would be easy. Jo slipped across the back lawn in her little white tennis shoes as quiet as a cat. Lady Moon was waxing—she was over three quarters full by now—and shed plenty of light on this cloudless night.

Jo reached the edge of the woods at the border of Reese’s backyard, and stood there, listening and watching. She couldn’t hear or see anything but the moonlight on the branches and the soft rustling of the wind in the trees. The Shadow Creature was gone—Jo didn’t even feel a hint of malice in the chilly night air.

All right. So far so good . . . Now she just had to find some night-blooming jasmine and get in and out of the forest with it and back to the house without Reese seeing her.

Closing her eyes for a moment, she pointed her face into the wind and took some deep breaths. The scent of night-blooming jasmine could extend for as much as twenty to thirty feet around the plant itself. It was going to be a matter of following her nose . . .

Soon a sweet, heady aroma came to her. Jo opened her eyes and took a step toward the scent. She peered through the branches of the trees and again, saw no sign of the Shadow Creature. Another step and the scent got even stronger.

It must be close—really close. Looking deeper into the woods, she thought she saw a glimmer of white—like moonlight on a cluster of flowers. That must be it! All right—here goes nothing.

Taking a deep breath to nerve herself up, Jo dashed lightly into the forest. Bobbing and weaving around the branches, her feet crunching on dry leaves, she ran as fast as she could, intent on grabbing just a handful of the greenish-white bell-shaped flowers and getting back to the yard as quickly as possible.

She was reaching for them, the little waxy blossoms brushing her fingertips—when a hand grabbed her arm.

Jo shrieked in surprise as someone terribly strong gripped her wrist.

“All right now, none of that,” a rough, masculine voice said as a hand was slapped over her mouth.

Jo kicked and struggled, her past rushing up to swallow her whole as terror coursed through her, sharp and jagged as lightning. She bit down on the hand over her mouth but it was covered in some kind of thick, black glove and her teeth only sank into the rough, suede fabric, making no impression.

“Well, well—you’re quite a little fighter, aren’t you?” Her captor sounded amused. “Don’t worry, witch. I’m not going to hurt you—yet.”

His words seemed to unlock something inside Jo—something that had been growing slowly since the last full moon. Just as she had at the coffee shop, she felt a tingling start in her fingertips.

You bastard, let’s see how you like this!

Reaching back with her free hand, she planted it firmly against her attacker’s torso and concentrated on shooting the energy out at him, deliberately using her new power for the first time.

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