Wolves at the Door (Shapes of Autumn, book 2) by Blade Veronica

Author:Blade, Veronica [Blade, Veronica]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Crush Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2014-01-26T06:00:00+00:00

They nodded and smiled and I got the hell out of there — without looking back at Zack.

Starting up the Mustang, I leaned back in my seat and sighed. If I could get through the next few weeks of school, then Zack and I would have fewer people to pretend in front of. Except by then Zack might not be around at all.

My heart hurt just thinking about that. The next few weeks, miserable or not, might be all I’d have with Zack.

Gunning the engine, I took off in a huff. I had to figure out a way for Zack and me to get some quality time together. I passed the road that led to where we’d left Charles and realized I’d forgotten to tell Zack about the recent developments.

Zack, I took a detour on the way to Ashley’s earlier and went to the spot where we’d left Charles. He wasn’t there.

Maybe he got eaten by wild animals.

Even the bones and fur? I asked. There wasn’t a hint of him anywhere. I talked to a park ranger who said no one’s seen any wolves, dead or alive.

Let’s not get worked up over this. It’s not like he could get up and walk off without his guts, right? There has to be another explanation.

I guess so. But it still nagged at me. Something wasn’t right.

† † †

Homework was almost too easy. Once I wrapped that up, I paced the floor and wondered what do to next. I really wanted to read some of the books on shape-shifters and werewolves that Zack’s dad had left for him. But I was too antsy to focus on that kind of stuff.

Passing the hallway, I stopped. My parents had to keep their paperwork somewhere, right? I seriously doubted they always traveled with all their important documents.

I surveyed my dad’s office again. File cabinets. Desk. Chair. Closet… I opened each drawer of his desk and removed them, looking inside through the rectangular hole they slid into. I found nothing but empty space. Back to the closet, I examined a box of envelopes and various supplies.

My eyes caught on the paper cutter that sat on a black cloth. But it wasn’t either of those things that stole my attention. What was that square metal box under the cloth? I lifted the corner to reveal smooth silver.

Ah, the safe. I’d forgotten it was there since I’d never had a reason to think about it.

I tucked the cloth under the weight of the paper cutter and eyed the large knob covered with small numbers. Damn. How was I supposed to get past a combination lock without the combo?

A few months ago, I’d watched a movie about a thief. He’d filed his fingertips to make them sensitive enough to the feel the clicks on the lock. Another old flick had the burglar use a gadget to amplify the sound and listen for the little clicks.

I wondered if I could do either of those things. My superhuman hearing should be more than adequate.

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