The Alien Reindeer's Redemption by Starr Huntress & Elin Wyn

Author:Starr Huntress & Elin Wyn [Huntress, Starr & Wyn, Elin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Clockwalk Publishing
Published: 2019-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Ryant

Megan stood in front of me, a long flowing dress of soft yellow dancing in the wind around her ankles.

Face turned up to the warmth of the sun, she laughed and spun around, delight written all over her face as she took in the wonders of the mountain valley.

In the distance I could hear Arabella laughing as she chased skyflitters.

“I love it,” Megan laughed. “I can't believe we’re actually here!”

No words could answer her as completely as my arms wrapped around her.

I tucked her into my chest, breathing deeply of her scent mixed with that of the wildflowers that permeated the air here in one of Vondin’s most majestic parks.

“We’re here forever,” I promised her. “You and Arabella and I.”

I glanced up, searching for Arabella's small form in the tall purple grasses.

Her laughter had fallen silent.

“What is it?” Fear permeated Megan's voice. “What’s wrong?”

I searched quickly, the air turning chill all around us.

“She was just here, I know it,” I blurted.

Megan's eyes went wide and she twisted away from me, running deeper into the growing shadows as dark night swiftly overtook the valley.

And then she, too, was gone.

Heart racing, I set up in the bed, pushing away the last of the nightmare.

But Megan was gone in the waking world, as well.

“Megan?” I called out.

I should've known, in the tight quarters of the cabin I should've been able to catch her scent immediately, even above the smoky scent of the fire.

She was gone.

Swiftly, I pulled on my clothes, glancing through the cabin for any clues.

Maybe she’d just gone out for...there's nothing she would've gone out for, I chided myself.

Megan hated the cold.

The only thing that would've gotten her out of this cabin would be the promise of Arabella.

Maybe she'd heard something outside?

My jacket was gone, but the small bag she'd carried from her car to my truck and then with us to the cabin was still here.

There was nothing for miles, I knew that much. The keys to the truck were still on the table beside the door.

Wherever Megan went, she went on foot.

So she must not have meant to go far.

Flinging open the door, I took in the frozen landscape.

She'd come out, stood here for a moment and then--my nostrils flared.

Her scent lingered on the porch, but something else, something dark and twisted, had been with her.

I snarled.

If I hadn't seen that bear creature dead, I would've thought it came back for her.

In the back corner of the porch, someone, something had waited, long enough for deep holes to be set into the drifting snow.

In the back of my mind, something started to roar.

Someone had watched and waited, and then Megan had come outside.

I shoved the fury back, let the trained operative take the forefront again.

A small struggle had taken place, but she’d quickly been overpowered. Of course.

Her attacker had easily been twice her size.

Megan had been taken.

I checked the air again.

No blood.

Running, I followed the single pair of deep tracks off the porch to where tire marks led away, deep into the trees.

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