A WEREWOLF IN OCTOBER - CHAPTER 4 (Line Editing left)

Jayla stared at the empty chair. Arturo had been sitting in it. She was sure of that. Pretty sure. Now it was lying on the floor and Arturo wasn't in the room. Starting to suspect vampires can teleport.

"I'm so sorry." Dorothy leaned down and righted the chair, giving Jesse a smile that screamed sitcom homemaker covering for her unruly children. "Arturo gets a little jumpy when he's sleep-deprived. You should have said you were a shapeshifter! That would have required a lot less tiptoeing around last night for many of us."

Many? Wasn't Melissa the only one to turn? Had they had guests over? Maybe she was begin cautious around Jesse? Were shapeshifters, like, the enemy or something?

That's when the word 'shapeshifter' caught up with her.

"You were taller than me when I first met you!" Jayla whirled around in her seat and stared at Jesse, unsure if she wanted to yell at him or applaud him for that level of sneakiness.

"I was wondering when you'd catch on."

Jesse looked completely at ease, smiling and leaning back in his chair. Did that mean everything was fine? Arturo had vanished into another dimension for all she knew, but Dorothy looked more embarrassed than worried and Vivian hadn't stopped eating her breakfast.

"In your defense, we were both pretty drunk and I only shrunk half an inch at the time. Didn't want to be too obvious as I'm sure you understand. There's stretching the limits of magical protections and then there's being foolish."( Continue reading )

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