Waging War by Faith Gibson

Author:Faith Gibson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MC, Motorcycle Club, shapeshifter, paranromal romance, action and adventure, mythical, greek, gryphons
Publisher: Faith Gibson
Published: 2019-05-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

War

BY the time War hit the entrance to the park, his Gryphon was pushing him to set up camp. Thankfully, the rain had stopped, but the area was a muddy mess. When the last stake was driven into the ground, he was urged to get his bag unrolled inside.

“Now what?” War was agitated at not knowing what was so fucking urgent.

Take off toward the creek in our eagle. You need to find her.

War shook his head but did as instructed. “Her who?” He stripped out of his clothes, tossing them inside the tent in case the rain started again.

You need to hurry.

War let the change take over as he shifted from human to bird. As bones reformed and feathers replaced skin, he breathed through the pain. It hurt less since he’d been shifting lately. Once he was transformed, he gave over to his animal’s senses. The sound of a dog barking mixed with human voices yelling. He homed in on the sounds and flew faster until he saw the scene playing out below. The trees were dense, but his eagle’s vision allowed him to cut through the branches. There below, a woman was being tracked by beast and man.

Hurry!

War didn’t need any further encouragement. The dog was too close to the woman. She stumbled, and the large hound was almost on her. With seconds to spare, Warryck swooped down, clasping the woman’s clothing in his talons, lifting her off the ground right before the dog’s jaws latched onto her neck. The dog growled, jumping into the air, trying to get hold of its prey. His barks continued as War flew higher, doing his level best not to cause any more damage to the female than had already been done.

Take her back to camp.

Why the hell would they do that? His tent was too close to where they were.

She’s injured, wet, and probably going into shock. Get her into the tent and deal with the men.

Fuck! War’s grip on the woman was slipping, as the tattered clothing started ripping. He found an open spot in the trees and set her down before shifting back to his human form. He lifted the woman as gently as possible and took off running. When he got to his tent, he placed her on the sleeping bag, giving a cursory glance to her body, checking for wounds. When he pushed back a clump of muddy hair, his breath caught in his chest. “Kerrigan.”

Get dressed. They’re coming.

Warryck scrambled to put his clothes on and get outside before the men chasing Kerrigan reached his campsite. He had just opened his bottle of whiskey and sat down on an overturned log when two large men dressed in military gear burst through the wood, led by the hound that almost got his jaws on Kerrigan. War opened his mind and glared at the animal. As soon as it got its eyes on War, the dog dropped to its haunches, whining. “That’s right, fucker. I’m the Alpha Hound here.”

The men stopped short when they caught sight of War, sitting on a log, drinking whiskey.

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