Unnatural by J. A. Belfield

Author:J. A. Belfield
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: feline, relationship, panther, indiscretion, shifter, werewolf
Publisher: J. Taylor Publishing
Published: 2014-04-07T07:00:00+00:00

23

After spending the night tossing and turning, waking to no alerts and Brook’s phone still switched off, and being ordered by Nate to quit moping about and pull my weight, my mood Wednesday morning could’ve had trolls seeking out their bridges to quiver beneath. Probably the reason why I slopped on cement, and the bricks I wedged into place resembled vandalised tombstones, which was definitely why Ethan kicked me aside and confiscated my trowel.

“Move your useless hide, if you’re going to trash the job,” he’d said, ordering me off to sulk in private.

I’d done exactly that, and behind the cabin would’ve been a good pacing place—plenty of unobserved strides in which to mentally torture myself—if Sean hadn’t rounded the corner.

He veered my way, no doubt to speak his two penneth on the current happenings.

I’d begun to feel a little like I’d entered an alternate reality, one where I hosted a freakishly long funeral wake, and everyone in attendance would very slowly, one by one, all sidle over to pay their respects—except maybe I was the one who’d died.

Sean didn’t stop when he reached me but slapped my shoulder on his way past. “Supplies run. Let’s go.”

Apparently, I’d reached the ultimate low, where pretty much everyone I worked with realised just how unproductive I’d become to have around. The knowledge didn’t stop me spinning to follow, though.

We took Nate’s Ford pickup, windows slightly cracked, Radio 2 drolling up the atmosphere with some Irish guy spouting syrupy waffle, but even in there I couldn’t stay still.

My forehead pressed against the window glass, watching the world no one seemed to want me to explore, whilst below, my toes fidgeted in my boots. My hands twitched in my lap, too, thumbs flicking across the pads of each finger like they’d taken on their own task of counting off each additional second I didn’t hear from Brook.

Sean reached over and knocked the stereo down until only an incoherent hum remained. He settled back in his seat. Looked my way. Back to the road. To me again.

Each of his movements, I caught in my periphery.

My thumbs danced faster.

“It’s tough being separated from your mate, eh?” he finally said.

My thumbs stilled. “She’s not—”

“Don’t even go there. Been there, done it, remember? Went through it when I first met Jem.” He braked for a red light, shifted down the gears, glanced my way. “Finding what my soul knew it’d been searching for, then having it ripped away, hurt like nothing else on earth. I see it in your eyes, Kyle—the same pain I felt back then.” He turned back to the road, one hand braced on the wheel. “If Dad could hear me, he’d probably go nuts, but if you want my advice?”

I frowned but, not one hundred percent sure I’d like what he had to say, nodded anyway.

He sniffed in, a long deep breath like he had to prepare himself, releasing it just as slowly. “Ignore him.”

My eyebrows winged up.

He slipped the stick into gear and pulled away as the lights switched to green.

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