[Charming Shifter Mysteries 01] • Storm Shift by B. Calinda

Author:B., Calinda [B., Calinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Suspense, Romance
Amazon: B071WQF7XS
Goodreads: 35392410
Published: 2017-07-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Chia, Hung, and Cecil strode past her house toward the truck where Hung held the so-called monster. A surge of apprehension made her steps falter.

Even her energy blip ghosts stayed quiet, curled around her legs like colorful, see-through leg warmers.

The gorgeous sunset overhead did nothing to soothe her nerves. Instead, it heralded rapidly approaching darkness, adding speed to her racing heart. When she spoke, her voice sounded kind of shaky.

“Where is he?” She cleared her throat and tried again. “Where’s the big scary being?”

“I’ve got him chained inside my truck trailer, up ahead.” Hung pointed up the road.

“What kind of monster deserves to be chained to a truck trailer?” Chia said.

“You’ll see soon enough.”

“Wait,” Chia said, stopping to turn toward Cecil.

“What?” he said.

“You’re naked.”

“Yeah, so?”

“Go get your clothes. They’re still on the porch where you left them when you shifted.” She gestured toward the house.

“Now?” He crinkled up his nose.

“Yes, now. Go!” She swished her hand in circles. Wandering around with naked shifter men wasn’t her thing.

Not unless maybe they’re Hung Durand.

He shrugged and jogged toward the house.

“Hurry! We’ll wait right here.” She tugged her coat around her as she spoke, unsure whether cold or fear made her skin prickle.

Minutes dragged. Chia stared at the house, tapping her foot. “Where is he?”

“Should we send a search party?” asked Hung. He crossed his arms over his chest.

“Maybe.”

Twilight began to suppress the orange and red-lit clouds, causing shadows to blur the house.

Several minutes later, Cecil dashed out the front door, slamming it behind him. Clad in his jeans, he tugged his shirt over his arms. Between his teeth, it looked like he held a piece of toast. Once he slipped the shirt in place, he began jogging, his unbuttoned shirt flying open. He grabbed the toast from his teeth and shoved it in his mouth. When he caught up to Chia and Hung, the toast was gone.

“You stopped for toast?” Chia stared at him.

“I was hungry.” He grinned.

“You should’ve made me some. I’m famished,” Hung said.

“Darn. I didn’t think.” Cecil shook his messy haired head.

Chia side-eyed him. “You seldom do, dawg-man.”

“Stop.” He ruffled her hair affectionately. “You love me.”

“Just not that way.”

Hung watched the exchange, a serious expression on his face, as if pondering what they meant.

She wanted to yell, “I’m available! I’m single!”

But she kept her words in check—she knew nothing about the guy other than the way he made her feel. He could be a player with practiced moves.

The road curved.

She rounded the bend and came to a halt.

A dark-blue Ford pick-up peeked out of a stand of trees.

“Is that your truck?” she asked Hung, knowing the answer. No one came out here uninvited.

Hung spun around and stopped, too. “Yep. That’s the truck. Don’t be scared. He won’t hurt you.”

He held out his hand to her.

“I’m not scared,” she said, with a toss of her head. Refusing the comfort of his hand, she marched forward.

“Good to hear,” Hung said dryly. “I meant the truck. The monster? Let’s hope the chains hold.

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