Werewolves of Shade (Part Two) (Beautiful Immortals Series Book 2) by Tim O'Rourke

Author:Tim O'Rourke [O'Rourke, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ravenwoodgreys
Published: 2015-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

My spine felt like it had been stamped on. Slowly, I opened my eyes, peering out from beneath my long, black eyelashes. I was squashed tight against the door, the rucksack still strapped to my back. It took me a moment or two to realise where I was. Then remembering the wolf I had seen, I scrambled to my feet. How long had I been asleep? I didn’t know. But it wasn’t so dark anymore as I glanced around the short hallway I had woken to find myself in. Dirty coloured daylight spilt into the hall from a door that was ajar just feet away along the wall. I turned to face the front door, the side of my face pressed flat against it. I listened. What was I hoping to hear? A growl? A woof or bark? Another deep, booming howl like I’d heard the night before? But I couldn’t hear any of those sounds. All I could hear coming from the other side of the front door was the steady thrum of falling rain.

The lock was missing, and as I glanced down at the floor for it, I remembered how Rush had popped the door open with his shoulder, sending the rusty old lock into the nearby flowerbeds. He had promised to return sometime today and fix it. With great care, I eased my fingertips around the edge of the front door. Swallowing hard, I opened the door an inch – just enough to put my eye to the crack and peer out. I scanned the path that led away from the door and down the uneven paving to the gate that hung by a single hinge. Holding my breath, and with my heart somersaulting, I searched for any sign of the wolf. But it had gone – vanished – just like it had in the alleyway. I no longer doubted that I had seen a wolf near to the pub where I had met Rea, Calix, and Rush. Whether it was the same wolf, I couldn’t be sure, but what I did know was that it definitely wasn’t the wolf that Calix had shot dead on the hillside. That wolf had been no bigger than a large dog. The wolf I had seen in the alleyway – the one at the end of the pathway – had been colossal. It had been as big as a bear. Closing the door, my skin became peppered with gooseflesh as I remembered how the wolf had stood waiting for me with those red burning eyes set on either side of its vicious-looking snout. That had been no normal wolf – that had been… dare I think the word that was screaming at the forefront of my mind. But those creatures had all gone, hadn’t they? Hadn’t they slunk back to those secret places from which they had come – back to the place to where that young woman was rumoured to have sent them?

“Werewolves…” I whispered, stepping away from the door.

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