Witch Upon a Star by Harlow Jennifer

Author:Harlow, Jennifer [Harlow, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mysery, soft-boiled, Paranormal, North Carolina, vampire, Witch, werewolf
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2015-03-01T08:00:00+00:00

PART II

RAY OF LIGHT

AGE 29

STOKER, KS

“OH, MY GOD, THIS place is so rad! Is that a naked lady?”

I’d forgotten how child-inappropriate this mansion is. Priceless paintings and bric-a-brac laying about, antique furniture worth tens of thousands, and an entire room in one of the basements filled with enough weapons to invade Wyoming. Not to mention the inhabitants now include a vampire, a Pusher, a blind medium, a werewolf, and another witch. Save for Dr. Black, and unfortunately Oliver, the old gang from Nathan’s and my F.R.E.A.K.S. tenure have since retired. My family’s life is in the hands of veritable strangers. But we’re blessed to have them.

Nathan and the boys recovered from the shock far quicker than I did. My husband’s first act was to call Dr. Black for advice, which consisted of packing a bag and hopping the first flight to Wichita to hole up at the F.R.E.A.K.S. manor until the team traced Asher. Running and hiding worked for me. Nathan required persuading on this course of action. His inner Alpha male now unleashed, he insisted on remaining in Garland to help the agents with the investigation. If not for the boys I’d want the same, but after a heated argument where I had to remind my pig-headed husband he was the one marked for execution by a sociopath with unlimited resources and a grudge, Max ran into the room in tears, close to hyperventilating. His terror shocked us both out of our fear and rage. Nathan gave in to our baby boy’s pleas and agreed to accompany us to Stoker. So the Wests fled into the night with a dead Swiss National rotting in our living room and half-assed excuses for our family about our impromptu vacation. Another birthday to remember.

“Joseph Thomas West, get away from the painting and get into bed! Don’t make me tell you again!”

With a pout, my son obeys. He’s handling this whole situation far better than I anticipated. Hell, better than I am. He inherited his father’s quick resilience and sunny disposition, without question. To him we’re just on one big adventure. A bad man broke in, Mommy chased him away—they weren’t allowed in the living room—and now he gets to miss school, visit Mommy and Daddy’s old workplace, spend time with real FBI agents who carry guns, and watch TV all day. Little boy heaven.

Max unfortunately takes after me. He knows, no he feels the danger and fear radiating around the air, then he internalizes it. My baby’s had so many stomachaches in his life he had to see a specialist, and that was before all this madness. He’s been glued to me and Nathan since this all began. As Joe explores his new surroundings with awe, Max sucks his thumb as he rests his towhead on my husband’s shoulder, just staring into space, deep in his own mind. I wish I could start him in therapy right now.

“Come on,” Nathan says from the bed. “Family pile.”

I shut the bathroom door and, like Joe, walk over to the king-size bed to join Nathan and Max in one big family pile.

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