Unleashed: A Reverse Harem Shifter Urban Fantasy (Dark Moon Shifters Book 1) by Bella Jacobs

Author:Bella Jacobs [Jacobs, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bella Jacobs Books
Published: 2018-08-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Wren

Creedence and I emerge from the woods onto a gravel road fifteen minutes later and tumble into the softly idling car crouched in the near darkness with the lights off.

We did it! We made it out without anyone getting hurt, shot, or arrested!

But inside, the car it isn’t as crowded as I expect it to be.

Buckling up, I scan the cab—Dust is driving and Kite is in the passenger’s seat, leaving the back for Creedence and me. “Where’s Luke?”

Kite jabs a thumb over his shoulder. “Trunk. Figured better safe than sorry in case we get pulled over.”

“I’m cloaking the signal on the tracking device, so we should be fine,” Dust says, shifting the car into drive. “Of course, if he’d been checked before he was chained I would have known it was there earlier, all of this could have been avoided, and we’d still have a safe house.”

“I apologize.” A hard smile curves Creedence’s lips, his teeth bright in the shadows as Dust picks up speed and moonlight flashes into the car through the trees. “I’m sorry, friends, for forgetting to check to see if the wolf a bunch of other wolves delivered to our hideout in chains was wearing an ankle bracelet. Though, in my defense, one would think the pack would have taken care of that themselves if they were truly interested in helping our cause and not intending to royally fuck up our world-saving plans. They had to have known he was on parole.”

Kite grunts. “You think it was deliberate.”

“I try not to think,” Creedence says. “Thinking causes wrinkles, but I’m sure Dust can figure out if we’re being deliberately fucked up the ass. Since he’s the brains of the operation and all.”

“Cut the shit, Creedence,” Dust mutters.

“I’m serious. No shit, Sherlock. You’re the fearless leader. I just work here.” Creedence stretches his arms out across the back of the seat, tapping me lightly on the shoulder as he adds in a softer voice, “How you holding up, Slim?”

“Good.” I give my ribs an experimental wiggle. “My chest was aching a bit while we were running, but I think I’m almost back to normal. Better than normal. Is that possible? So quickly?”

“Not for me,” Creedence says with a wink. “But I’m not the chosen one. Who knows what you’ll be able to do once we get you patched up and shifting and hurling thunderbolts or whatever your thing is.”

Before I can ask what kind of powers a Fata Morgana might have aside from being able to shift into multiple forms, Dust clears his throat pointedly from the front seat.

“She’s never going to figure out what her ‘thing’ is if we’re detained by the police or hunted down by Kin Born forces before Wren has time to heal and train. That safe house was supposed to be our home base for the next three months.”

“We can find another one,” Kite says. “There are lots of vacation rentals up here.”

“That’s going to require I.D., a bank account, and a paper trail,” Creedence says.

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