Prey (Wolves of Winter Creek Book 1) by Sarah Spade

Author:Sarah Spade [Spade, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-22T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

ARGUMENTS

I’m beginning to think the people in Winter Creek all have a tendency to undersell their homes.

First, there was the Coven House. That sucker definitely was more of a manor. And Lucas’s house…

It’s a fortress.

Three stories tall, it was surrounded by an iron fence that reached my boobs. The house itself looked like it was made of a dark grey stone, though that might just be the design. It’s narrow, reaching higher than the trees, with a single widow’s walk wrapping around the uppermost floor.

I almost expect it to have a moat dug in front of it. It doesn’t. Like Marie’s manor, it has a grassy knoll for a front yard, with trees bordering it. Because unlike the Coven House, it’s not set on a street. It’s literally tucked into a clearing just big enough to fit it and have enough of a patch of grass around it to be considered its yard.

Welp. I feel a lot better about staying here now. Maybe the witches will be able to follow the windy path we took to find this place—and considering how many fallen trees Lucas had to help me over, and closely grown copse of trees I had to wiggle my way through, I doubt it—but even if they did, this sucker seems like it was built to withstand whatever magic a bonafide witch could throw at it.

As I gape up at it, Lucas falling into a companionable silence a few steps behind me, I can’t help but breathe out, “This is your house? You own this?”

I don’t know much about Lucas. Despite the good half an hour it took for us to reach this place, I was lucky if I got about twenty words total out of him. Five of them were: “You ask too many questions”. The rest were simple ‘yes’ and ‘no’ answers to the questions I couldn’t keep back.

He can’t be that much older than me. I don’t even know if he has a job. I highly doubt he works for Bordeaux Designs, and unless rescuing damsels in distress is a paying gig—and he already refused my offer to pay him—then I can’t imagine how the hell he could’ve paid for this… this castle.

I should’ve known better. With my history, I really should’ve known better than to bring it up.

But I didn’t, and I wince when Lucas says, “My parents did. They’re gone now so the house is mine.”

Oof. “My mom’s gone, too.”

He doesn’t say anything to that. I’m kinda glad that he doesn’t.

Instead, he raps his palms against the top of the fence. “Stay here. Okay? I’m gonna let everyone know you’re here. They already know, but you probably want to have a few minutes to yourself before you meet everybody.”

He’s not wrong.

“Sure. But, hang on…” Reaching up, I remove the red hood from my head. The cloak itself has a button that clasps in front of my throat. I unsnap it, shrugging it off. Once I have it in hand, I hold it out to Lucas.

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