Never Die by N.L. Hoffmann

Author:N.L. Hoffmann [Hoffmann, N.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: werewolf books, werewolf, Paranormal, Romance, werewolves
Publisher: N.L. Hoffmann
Published: 2016-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I decided to stay in for the rest of the day, buying some snacks and alcohol from the store. What better things existed to drown out your sorrows with while watching cop shows? It sounded like a good plan to me. It also gave me time to think about why I was actually staying in town. Obviously, the real Mary didn’t actually hire me. So, there wasn’t a single reason to stay. Chasing Luke wasn’t a good enough excuse. I was a strong and independent woman. My kind didn’t chase men, especially when they made it clear that they didn’t want anything to do me.

Sighing, I kicked off my shoes after grabbing the remote to turn on the TV. It was a little too loud, so I turned it down before flipping through the channels. I was coming close to the end of my week at the motel, which was another good reason to leave. Since Mary was a fake, the money she gave me was free and clear of any debt owed. There wasn’t a job to complete. Pleased, I grabbed a beer and my sub sandwich, heading to my bed.

Annie was gone again, and I had no idea where she went. The girl was going to be difficult, for sure. I shook my head in disapproval as I took a seat on the bed. I carefully unwrapped my sub, picking up the pieces of tomato that dropped to the sides and tossing it in my mouth. My stomach rumbled, upset that I let it go too long since breakfast. Taking a huge bite, I moaned with pleasure. Fresh sandwiches were always the best. I was a carbohydrate addict. Bread and noodles were the things I craved the most. I could definitely eat pasta for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Amazingly, my throat healed pretty quickly, the bruise disappearing within fifteen minutes of contact. Never in my life had I healed so fast. Of course, it had to be the werewolf part of me. What other benefits were there to being a supernatural creature? The possibilities excited me, but it wasn’t like I could ask Luke or Lance. Both of them were grouchy all the time, now more than ever.

I got so involved in watching the TV show that I didn’t realize I had a text message until an hour after I received it. Figuring it was probably Alex, I shoved a few chips in my mouth and opened the message.

Find the girl, or your buddy Alex will find out what it’s like to be ripped apart by a wolf.

Grabbing for my beer, I started choking on the chips, eyes watering. I dropped the phone realizing it was the same number fake Mary gave me. No matter how fake she was, apparently finishing up the job was non-negotiable. For the sake of Alex, I had to find this girl. Who was more important? My best friend or a little girl who was no more than seven years old?

Snatching up the phone, I clicked for Alex’s number and waited as it rung.

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