A WEREWOLF IN OCTOBER - CHAPTER 8 (Line Editing left)

"It can't be as simple as that," Vivian said for the third time.

Jayla almost jumped out of her seat and shrieked her frustration to the ceiling. Only exhaustion and Ginger cuddled up in her lap stopped her.

"We know we can get into the hunters' camp, thanks to Jayla," Dorothy said, with a nod in her direction. Gratifying, but not a solution to their constantly looping discussion. "We also know one of the hunters can be spoken to without lethal results. Doesn't that help?"

"The hunters won't let the vampires stay near their camp. Visit, apparently, but not sleep there. As impressed as I am with your daring, Jayla, we can't risk contacting your hunter directly again. Even if the one you spoke to by some miracle isn't out for blood, there's no guarantee she's an ally either. Too many unknown variables." Lisa pushed her glasses further up her nose and leaned back in her chair, her head hitting the backrest with a soft thock. Jayla flinched on her behalf. "Ava will be here any minute. Please be patient."

That would have been more convincing if Lisa hadn't been chewing a hole in her bottom lip.

"God, I wish she'd allowed me to come over and escort her. Or that she'd allowed me to go with her to her meeting."

"If Merrihollow is swarming with an alliance of hunters and vampires, traveling alone might be safer for her." Dorothy took Lisa's hand in a motherly fashion. "You know she's a supremely talented witch. Don't underestimate her."( Continue reading )

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A WEREWOLF IN OCTOBER - CHAPTER 9 (Line Editing left)

Warehouses tended to look like warehouses. Which was like saying people tended to look like people and cats tended to look like cats, sure, but not quite. Warehouses, in Jayla's experience, had an air about them that told you they knew you weren't supposed to be anywhere near them and that, had it been physically possible, they would have called your mother to tell on you.

Jayla took one last look at her phone before she turned it off and tucked it in an inside pocket. 4.03 am. Less than four hours until full sunrise.

"Everybody ready?" Lisa spoke in her ear. With the headset on it began to sink in that they were about to, basically, enact a heist.

It's both ridiculous and awesome that they had a whole set of these on hand. I wonder if they need to break into places often? It would have been pretty damn exciting, if the goal hadn't been to rescue a possibly tortured friend and if she didn't have to go in partly blind.( Continue reading )

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