The Werewolf Hunter and the Apprentice (Chronicles of GHOST Book 2) by Shari L. Tapscott & Jake Andrews

Author:Shari L. Tapscott & Jake Andrews [Tapscott, Shari L. & Andrews, Jake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-23T00:00:00+00:00

20

CATRIONA

“What’s the basket for?” Felix asks as I walk down the stairs and into the shop.

I lift it up, frowning at it. “Mushrooms.”

“Right.” He smiles and then nods toward my dress. “That looks warmer.”

My cream-colored blouse is long-sleeved, and my skirt and matching sleeveless bodice are burgundy wool. Paired with my boots and shawl, I should be comfortable enough.

We leave the shop and walk down the street. It’s quiet today, few people out and about after the attack. I’m afraid someone will question us for trying to go into the woods, but we don’t pass anyone on our way out of the village.

The walk through the hills is pleasant in my warm dress, with the orchards nearby and the golden forest ahead. A breeze blows through the wild grass, making the long, dry blades roll like ocean waves.

Most of the birds have flown south, but a few persistent sparrows remain. They keep us company as we walk, flying between the dry stalks of the wild sunflowers as they search for seeds. A few of the flowers continue to bloom, but most are spent for the season, and soon, a hard frost will come, and there will be no more blooms until next year.

Frida’s ceramic monsters are easily spotted this time of day, but they’re still disconcerting. They peek from the long meadow grass and around bushes and trees.

“I still don’t know how she makes them so lifelike,” I say as we pass another, about to enter the grove of aspen trees that welcomes us into the forest.

“Perhaps we’ll package one and send it to Benjamin.” Felix laughs to himself, probably imagining the look on the executive director’s face when he opens the box. “Ask him to look into it for us.”

“Maybe we should,” I muse. “I’ve never seen a monster run from a human the way the redcaps fled from Frida.”

“Greg, are you awake?” Felix calls when the mountain path becomes rocky.

It’s a pleasant trek during the day, the woods serene, the path lined with fallen aspen leaves and pine needles.

“I’m here,” he says.

“How are you feeling?” I ask the dragon.

“I don’t think I’ll eat again for a week.”

“You shouldn’t eat for a week,” Felix points out. “You must give your stomach time to digest the copious quantities of food you’ve stuffed into it.”

Ignoring that, Greg asks, “Did anything interesting happen last night?”

“We were attacked by redcaps, and our werewolf murdered a man here in the woods,” Felix answers, his tone accusatory.

The dragon is silent for a moment. “So, you’re saying it was a bad night for me to gorge myself on a third deer?”

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Are you both in one piece?”

“Catriona got hurt.”

Greg’s answering growl is hot and protective, and I know if I don’t soothe him quickly, he might do something rash. Though Greg is just over thirty years old, he’s still a young dragon and sometimes prone to a fiery temper and impetuous behavior.

“I’m fine,” I assure him quickly. “I took a claw to the cheek is all.

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