Shifter Wars Complete Series by Sarah J Stone

Author:Sarah J Stone [Stone, Sarah J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah J. Stone
Published: 2019-02-02T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

HARPER

Jerrod wasn't kidding about the interior. The two of us walked into about the grandest ballroom that I'd ever seen in my life. Orange-lit chandeliers hung from towering cathedral ceilings, and the place was so open and spacious it almost felt like I'd walked into a stadium. At least a hundred men and women all decked out in finery danced in the center of the room, a live orchestra providing the music. The rest of the attending men and women were gathered around the sides of the room, chatting with one another in lively tones.

"Close your jaw," Jerrod said. "Pretty easy way to look out of place when you're gawking at the ballroom."

"I never thought places as big as this existed in the city," I said, my eyes sweeping around the room, taking in the large pieces of Renaissance-style art that hung on the walls.

"You'd be surprised at just what this city has to offer when you've got the money for it."

Jerrod led me through the crowd, snatching a pair of champagne flutes of the ornate silver tray of one of the black-clad servers who weaved through the crowds. "A toast," he said, raising his glass.

"And what are we toasting to?" I asked.

"Well, getting some info. But not getting killed by Aubrey or his men would be nice."

"Cheers to that," I said, tapping the rim of his glass with my own.

I scanned the crowd for Aubrey Carver. I'd only seen him in pictures, but I had a vague idea of what to look for- tall, statuesque, a prim smile on this face. But there were so many people there that it was hard to look.

"Any sign of Aubrey?" Jerrod asked.

"No," I said. "Should we split up and look for him?"

"No," Jerrod said. "Because if I spot him I'm gonna need you to do the talking."

My stomach flipped. "Wait, me do the talking?"

"That's right," Jerrod said. "You're going to be getting in close and personal with him. He's a sucker for a pretty face, so that shouldn't be too hard for you."

"I'm flattered."

"You should be; you catch the eye of a shithead like him then that's a nice little feather in your cap. Aubrey only goes for the top-tier ladies—a really Casanova-type."

"A Casanova-murderer," I said. "Maybe he'll read me some poetry before putting a bullet in me."

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," Jerrod said, leading me deeper into the party.

"Flattered that you consider me a ‘top-tier' lady, by the way."

"Well, consider it mission-critical information," Jerrod said.

We continued our way through to the party, keeping an eye out for both Aubrey and anything else that might have been considered out of the ordinary. But so far, everything seemed to be the standard rich-shifter affair.

However, just as I began to wonder whether or not this whole night might end up being a bust, a large set of enormous doors opened to an adjacent room. The eyes of the party goer flicked over to the now=open doors, all curious who was about to walk through them.

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