Harvest: Dark Urban Fantasy (Shifter Chronicles Book 3) by Amade Melle

Author:Amade, Melle [Amade, Melle]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Agropoli Publishing
Published: 2017-08-29T04:00:00+00:00

16

I move to the shooting position, holding the gun awkwardly, but at least I have it pointed in the air. We stand in silence before Callum leans over and whispers, “You’ve got to call it.”

“Call what?”

“The release. Roman is not going to throw until you tell him to. You have to make sure the gun’s ready.” Callum explains.

“What do I say? Release the pigeon?”

Callum laughs. “No. The code word is ‘Pull.”

“Pull!” I cry, not even knowing what to expect. It’s way too fast. A bright red disc sails through the air super-fast. I pull the trigger and the gun slams against my shoulder as the pigeon sails happily on before crashing to the earth.

It’s a lot harder than it looks.

I aim again. Totally ready.

“Pull!” I yell.

Roman throws another red pigeon and I track it with the tip of the barrel, pulling the trigger with perfect aim. The target sails unencumbered by my attempt before it descends to earth, shattering against a rock. My face burns, but I keep reload and train the gun at the sky.

“You don’t want to aim where the clay pigeon is,” Cooper says. “You want to aim where it’s going to be by the time the load of shot actually gets to where it’s going.”

I nod. But I don’t know how to determine exactly where it’s going to go and when I’m supposed to pull the trigger. I fire anyway. Because we’re up here to get better. And if there’s one thing I learned from the shifters, if you want to get better, you have to put in the time. You have to try.

I’m going to try.

“There’s a wind coming up,” Cooper says. “It’s going to lift the pigeon just a little bit.

“Got it,” I nod. “I need a physics diploma to make sense of it all.”

“Just use your instincts,” Callum says. “You have good instincts. Think about when you’re a bird and you dive to attack someone. You always had that down pretty well.” He smiles.

A flying raven flashes in my mind. It was so beautiful to fly. But, it feels so long ago. My body sags. It’s almost hard to remember, or perhaps painful to remember. I shove the thought away. I don’t want to think about flying, just want to kill the stupid pigeon.

“Pull!” I shout. Squeezing the trigger when the target reaches its apex. A tiny piece of red flies off the discus, sending it careening straight to the ground, where it smashes into a thousand blood red pieces.

“I got it! I got it!” I cry, the thrill of victory reverberating through my body.

“Great job!” shouts Roman as Zan lets out a little howl. I press a kiss on Callum’s cheek and he pulls me in a tight hug.

As we calm down, mild clapping drifts to us from the shrubbery by the trail. Jacqueline, stands there flanked by Hercules and the hulking twins, who I couldn’t tell apart to save my life. It’s Jacqueline who is applauding, slowly and methodically. I ignore the sarcasm in her stance and just smile.

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