Lace Laments: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel: (Wanda's Witchery) (Haven Hollow Book 32) by J.R. Rain & H.P. Mallory

Author:J.R. Rain & H.P. Mallory [Rain, J.R. & Mallory, H.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rain Press
Published: 2023-09-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

What the spell was going on? Who were these people?

I caught a glimpse of one of them in the car headlights, and his eyes backwashed gold. Werewolves, then.

The few faces I could make out were familiar. I was pretty sure I’d seen them all at the wedding. And, yes, there was the man who’d been comforting Thea after Bryony had been discovered—Mr. Reid himself. Wonderful.

Three guesses why a bunch of Bryony’s male relatives would come to talk to me on a deserted road at night, and the first two didn’t count. Well, if it was a fight they wanted, then frankly, I was game. I’d been simmering in my frustrations all night, and I wasn’t about to take the fall for something I hadn’t done. Plus, it seemed like I was the only one who cared enough to figure out who had really killed Bryony.

They weren’t here for justice. They were here because their egos had been hurt. True, I was here to clear my name, mostly, but Bryony was their family member, for spells sakes.

Well, I wasn’t quite sure how that bunch of meatheads thought their little ambush was going to go, but I also wasn’t interested in playing. The mild catharsis I might get from cursing them to next Tuesday wasn’t worth the aggravation.

Instead, I threw the Escalade into reverse, and then floored it.

My car lurched backwards, and for a second, I thought the idiots were actually going to stand their ground and get run over. It seemed that they’d gone ahead and pooled their collective braincells, though, and bailed out of the way at the last second.

One of the younger, more impulsive ones lunged after my car as I sailed by, his hands twisted into a wolf’s claws. I almost gave the little idiot a jaunty little toot of farewell with my horn, but then I heard it.

The crunch of metal. And then, when I kept moving, the side of my car gave a tortured scream, steel and fiberglass ripping apart. Son of a witch!

All the blood drained out of my face, only for it to slam back into my cheeks as rage ignited behind my rib cage.

My Escalade! Those idiots. They’d ripped my car!

I slammed on the brakes and threw it into park before I burst out the door. “What the spell is wrong with you? Do you have any idea how much a car like this costs?”

To be fair, even I didn’t know. Lorcan had gifted it to me. That didn’t give anyone the right to trash it, though.

I caught sight of the side panel and just about screamed. He’d dug his claws in and ripped through the back door, almost all the way to the gas tank. It was ruined. I didn’t even know if that kind of thing could be fixed. Oh, I was taking that mess out on someone’s hide. You bet your ass.

Mr. Reid stepped up, and growled. His teeth looked way too long and sharp for his human mouth. “You killed my daughter.

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