The Lying, the Witch, and the Werewolf (Down & Dirty Supernatural Cleaning Services Book 4) by Kate Karyus Quinn & Demitria Lunetta & Marley Lynn

Author:Kate Karyus Quinn & Demitria Lunetta & Marley Lynn [Quinn, Kate Karyus]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Little Fish Publishing
Published: 2021-03-08T22:00:00+00:00

15

I choke back a hysterical bubble of laughter as I realize that we are all on the ground bowing to a taxidermied Dalmanther. I try to quiet my giggles by placing my forehead on my hands, my nose almost to the floor. Hopefully I look like I’m being reverent.

My knees are starting to hurt so I peek up and find that everyone else has gotten back to their feet and I’m the only one still kneeling.

“Sorry,” I say, clambering back to my feet. “I just got, uh, lost in the moment.”

“Of course, dear,” Kama trills. She looks in my general direction, her eyes unfocused. “It happens to me all the time.” Yep, I definitely believe that. “But you have pleased Hairy with your piety. He says you may address and approach him.”

Adorra gives a sharp exhalation of surprise and leans over to me, “A rare honor,” she softly informs me.

Great. First day in the sex cult and the only thing I get to touch is a taxidermied dog. I should put that on a t-shirt.

I approach Hairy the same way I would any unknown Dalmanther—carefully. Although in this case I’m not concerned about him attacking me, but rather buying time. How am I supposed to address a long-deceased Dalmanther?! All eyes are on me so I try to not mess it up.

Once in front of him, I can see the fur on the top of Hairy’s poor head has been nearly rubbed away. He also has a rather strong musty odor. Despite all the pomp it feels like a sad afterlife for such a strong and powerful animal. I hate to think of the day when Shit will no longer be with me, but when it happens I’d never do this to him. A better way to honor him would be a Viking funeral, letting him go out the same way he lived—in a blaze of destructive glory. Maybe I’ll let him take my Thunderstick with him into the afterlife as a chew toy.

Crouching on my haunches, I stare into Hairy’s blank eyes. Pretending he’s any other wild animal, I hold out my hand. “Can you smell my pet, Shit? I bet you can.” Slowly I reach out and stroke one of his ears, instead of the silk of Shit’s fur, poor Hairy’s is brittle with age. “Good boy,” I croon to him softly, my heart breaking a little bit for the poor guy. “You’re a good boy, Hairy.”

That’s about all I can take of that, so I stand and return to my place beside Adorra. She eyes me in a way that I can’t tell means she approves or if I just messed up royally. But that question is quickly answered when Kama throws her arms around me and then licks my face, starting at my jaw and then all my way up to my eyeballs.

“That’s from Hairy,” she informs me breathlessly. “He likes you. And this…” Kama reaches into her pocket and pulls out a candy bar that she presses into my hand.

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