Werewolves & Whiskers: Sawtooth Peaks Wolf Shifter Romance Box Set by Blackwood Keira

Author:Blackwood, Keira [Blackwood, Keira]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Paramour Press
Published: 2020-04-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Lance

Broken beams of sunlight heated my shoulder from the window beside the rolling desk chair. No wonder Cole was always daydreaming. Between the heat of the sun and the softness of the chair, sleep threatened to deter me from my work. Working through the last night didn’t help, either.

I scooped the stack of papers off of the desk and moved to the firmer, forest green chair I usually sat in when I entered the office. The view from the other side of the desk felt more natural. Cole had always been in here when I had stopped by, but with my brother on his honeymoon, it was a strangely quiet morning. I preferred the more animated pace of the night shift.

With my Italian loafers crossed on the edge of the desk, I tipped the chair back on two legs and dug into the stack of papers. The first was a food order from Lila. The sassy cook hadn't received as much recognition for her work as Amy had. It was likely due to the fact that Amy was more attractive and more personable. But Lila was good at her job, always reliable and competent. If Amy ever left, I’d be happy to give Lila the position.

I slipped my phone out of my pocket and sent in the electronic request, then initialed the paper form and leaned it on my chest. The next paper in the stack was a field report from Harkins. He had identified the two wolves that had attacked Zaria in her home. The first was listed as average-sized, with gray fur, and a white muzzle. Behind the form, a stack of photographs were attached by a paperclip. Having Harkins report so thoroughly must be a huge asset to Cole. I laid the photos across my legs to look between the pictures and the text. One photograph documented the defeated intruders from Zaria’s kitchen. Two gray wolves laid motionless in a pool of crimson, injured only at the throat. The smaller of the two had a white muzzle. Focusing back on the text, I continued scanning for more information.

The smaller of the two was recognized as Keir Doyle, of Stratton Walker’s pack. A headshot was marked with his name—light blond hair and a thin jaw. I didn’t recognize him. Considering the state of Ellistown, it wasn’t a surprise to hear that some of the trouble had come from within. Had Doyle turned on his alpha before or after Stratton’s death? Was the Therion Tribunal looking into individual involvement, or was it only Harkins and Cole who had dug for the truth?

The larger of the two attackers was Aldrich Bastion. I looked at the pictures I’d spread over my legs. The man in the second headshot looked familiar. His face was hard and rectangular, with sweeping blond hair that hung over his close-set, dark eyes. A wide, bulbous nose sat in the center of his all too familiar face. Then it clicked. I had seen that man at the Cook Brothers’ Bar, meeting with Stratton Walker.

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