Ergan: Winter Valley Wolves #5 by V. Vaughn & Mating Season Collection

Author:V. Vaughn & Mating Season Collection [Vaughn, V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sugarloaf Press
Published: 2015-10-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Ergan takes us down the lake in a leisurely ride as he tells me about the development that’s happened over the years. The cooler he brought contains lunch, and when we get to a small island, the boat scrapes over sand as we beach it. I grab the cooler, and Ergan drags the canoe up high enough that it won’t drift away.

He says, “The first people here were the Native Americans. But famine took over when the white man arrived, and they all died off.” His hand brushes mine, making my skin tingle, when he takes the cooler from me, and I follow him as he leads us over rocky ground. Twigs poke at the soles of my bare feet as I pick my way carefully behind him. He continues, “But legend says it was really the wolf that got revenge on humans.”

I ask, “Were werewolves mentioned in that story?”

“Yes.” Ergan turns to me, and he drops our lunch with a thump. “Supposedly the chief was so angry about the white man taking over that he had his medicine woman merge the tribe with a local wolf pack.” He pulls a towel out, and it snaps when he shakes it out. “Werewolves were the result, and they killed the humans to reclaim their land. It wasn’t until fifty years later that people came back to live here.”

I glance around at the woods and imagine what it would be like to live off the land. “That’s fascinating.” I sit down on the ground beside Ergan.

“The reality is the first settlers probably died of disease and starvation and that people didn’t come back until they had the means to survive our tough winters.” He hands me a cola.

The top pops as I open it. “I like the werewolf version better.” I glance at Ergan, and he tilts his head in question, so I continue. “It just seems so romantic to me. When the person or their loved ones are threatened, they turn into a savage animal to protect what’s theirs.”

He pulls out two sandwiches and hands me one. “Romantic? That sounds more barbaric.”

“True. The romantic part is when the wolves call to each other across the lake to find their true mates.”

Ergan smiles at me. “You believe in true mates?”

I shrug. “As much as I believe in werewolves.” The white butcher paper of a deli sandwich rustles as I open it and discover tuna with lettuce and tomato. “That’s kind of what I was investigating at Warren’s house.”

He frowns at me as he chews his sandwich, and I say, “When I fell the other day I swear a wolf jumped in to save me, but Warren claims there wasn’t one.”

“What were you looking for?”

“I was trying to figure out if he’s a werewolf.” I hold up my hand. “I know, it’s crazy. I’ve got an active imagination.”

Ergan raises his eyebrows at me, and I shrug. “Maybe I just wish it were true.” I sigh. “Envision a love where you’d die for each other because it’s easier than living apart.

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