Werewolf Bodyguard (Big City Lycans Book 4) by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-10T18:30:00+00:00

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Sleeping proved impossible. Erryn blamed Quinn for that. She kept wondering where he was, what he was doing, did he need help? He’d probably say no. Stupid macho guy.

A guy who’d made her tingle then ran away.

Coward.

She wasn’t much better. She could have argued. Seduced. Done all kinds of things to keep him. Except for crying. She didn’t do tears to get her way.

What she also didn’t do? Obey orders very well. He’d told her to stay in the room. The room didn’t have anything to drink, and she wasn’t about to shove her head under the tap in the sink.

Wearing her giant muumuu nightgown, she tucked the loose fabric between her legs best she could and climbed down the ladder stairs. The kitchen proved easy to find, along with a kettle and some milk.

The wall held a landline phone, the kind with a hard plastic casing and square buttons to push. Just a step above rotary. Not secure at all, meaning she didn’t even bother using it. A reassuring chat with Fred would have to wait until she got her hands on a burner phone.

As Erryn set the flame on the stove to boil water, Velma entered the kitchen wearing a matching nightgown, her gray hair plaited. She spotted the kettle and proceeded to fetch them mugs as well as some honey and milk.

In companionable silence, they waited for the water to boil and the tea—a mint blend good for calming the nerves— to steep in a mug. A dollop of honey sweetened, and the cream cooled.

After a deep gulp, Velma smacked her lips. “Good.”

“Very good.” Then because Erryn had nothing to lose, she said, “Do you have children?”

Velma cocked her head.

“Babies? You?” She pointed and mimed rocking.

Velma’s face took on a sad cast. “Baby. Gone.” She rose from her seat, and for a moment, Erryn felt chagrin at sending her fleeing, only the woman returned with an album.

Hunh.

Velma set it down and pointed, saying names that had no meaning but belonged to various people. But the one that got the saddest introduction, “Daughter. Nadja.” A beautiful girl that grew in the pictures, until she was a woman with a swelling belly.

And then Nadja was gone in the images, replaced by baby Svetlana.

No need to ask what happened. Death in childbirth remained all too common even with modern medicine.

The album had plenty of pictures of the baby girl with a bright smile and fat golden curls. She was pictured riding on her grandfather’s shoulders, a burly man with impressive whiskers. Having her first birthday with Grandma Velma holding a cake. Riding a trike. The three of them together forming a happy family.

With a large dog that only appeared rarely.

Wait, that wasn’t a dog. “Is that a wolf?” Then to be sure Velma understood, Erryn pointed to the dog first and howled. “Awoo.”

Velma nodded and chattered a few words before pointing to her husband and saying clearly, “Dead.”

“How did he die?”

Her lips turned down as she turned to the last page, two newspaper clippings.

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