Feline the Flames (The Firehouse Feline Book 2) by L.A. Boruff & Laura Greenwood & Lacey Carter Andersen

Feline the Flames (The Firehouse Feline Book 2) by L.A. Boruff & Laura Greenwood & Lacey Carter Andersen

Author:L.A. Boruff & Laura Greenwood & Lacey Carter Andersen [Boruff, L.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lacra, LTD
Published: 2019-12-20T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

Callie

"What is he doing?" I look at James and Hank, who stare after Will with their jaws unhinged. "Why is he walking away from us? Who are those witches?"

"I don't know yet," Hank says. "Hey, Will, hang on." He jogs across the sand to catch up to his friend.

James grabs my hands. "Take the book." He presses the truck keys in my hand. "And the truck and go to Will's mum. Hide there. We can't risk you or the book being caught."

He runs after Hank and Will. I look back and forth between the truck and the guys. The thought of leaving them kills me, but if I stay, how could I be any help? The only thing I can do is shift into a damn cat—usually when I don't want to.

If I can get ahold of Will's mom, maybe she can help. It's only a short walk away, but if I leave, what might happen in the meantime?

A sob chokes my throat. I'm utterly powerless right now, and it galls me. I hate this feeling. My spine tingles, and I know if I don't calm down, she'll take over. Then the book will be left in the sand for anybody to find. The likelihood I'd be able to convince the cat to pick it up with her teeth and hide it is slim.

Will reaches the witches on the beach as I stand and freak out over what I should do. Seconds later, Hank catches up and puts himself in front of Will. Their affection for one another touches me, increasing the big emotions inside me.

Breathe, Callie! Calm down or you'll shift.

I suck in salty air, counting to try to calm my racing heart. James reaches the group.

"Oh," I moan out loud. "Damn it, Callie, think of something."

I look at the book. Maybe there's something in it, but I'd never find it.

I'm supposed to be a witch. I have no powers, but still. I'm a witch.

Holding the book close to my heart, I close my eyes and speak to it.

"Grandmother, if part of you is out there, please, help me. Show me what to do."

I set the book on the picnic table we'd gathered around and stare at it. Nothing happens, and as I stare at it in dismay, I hear Will shout.

Whirling around, I see my guys have backed up and are standing defensively several feet from the other witches. Things are escalating out there, but there's six of those witches and only three of them.

To open the book, I had to use my blood, but I don't have a knife. Turning in circles, I ignore the shouts coming from down the beach. If I look, I'll be too distracted to try to help.

Hellfire, I don't even know if this will help, but I have to try something.

Finally, I spot a jagged piece of shell. Yes! Snatching it up, I cut my palm. If I hadn't been in the heat of the moment and terrified for my guys, I don't think I could've cut myself like that.



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