Autumn's War (The Spirit Shifters Book 4)

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quickly and silently back the way they’d come, making sure there was enough distance between them and the soldiers before they dared speak again.
    Eventually, they reached the spot where they’d left the bikes.
    Peter turned to him. “So what are you thinking?”
    “Same as you, I’d imagine. That they’ve taken Tala. Probably to the same place where they kept Autumn.”
    “And what about Blake?”
    “I can’t deny the possibility that he might still be alive. He’s a shifter, and we heal, though I thought he was beyond that point. But if he is alive, they’ll have taken him to the same place they’ve taken Tala. I guess we just have to hope they’re both still alive when we get to them.”
    “What about Autumn? Are you going to tell her?”
    “I don’t want to give her any misplaced hope, but I owe it to her to tell her the truth.” The thought of telling Autumn that Blake might still be alive made his insides twist in a way he didn’t want to examine too deeply. Had he really harbored the idea that with his cousin out of the way, Autumn would now be his for the taking? He didn’t like to think about what kind of twisted person that made him.
    She will never know how rotten my soul is , he swore to himself. However bad things got, he wouldn’t let her learn just how wicked he was inside.
    The bikes roared back through the forest, back to the car where he’d left Madison and Billy. Autumn wasn’t the only one he wanted to hide the real Chogan from, he realized. He didn’t want his new friends to see him as he really was either.
    Part of him wondered if Madison would still be waiting with Billy—hell, if the car would be there at all. He knew nothing about the woman, except that she was running from an ex and she loved her son—but otherwise she could be anyone. They’d left her with the keys to the vehicle for safety, so what was there to stop her driving the car off to wherever she wanted?
    They got closer to the place where they’d left the car. Though the roar of the motorbike engines was loud, another commotion filtered through to Chogan’s sensitive ears. He frowned and increased the throttle, speeding up the bike, despite the hazardous trail and the poor light. On the back, Nadie was forced to wrap her arms around his waist to hold on. He swerved around fallen tree trunks and branches. Splashing through muddy puddles so the water sprayed up and soaked his jeans.
    They broke through the trees and Chogan spotted the car.
    The sky was beginning to lighten now, the sun not yet over the horizon, but the dark fading enough to see the scene before them.
    They weren’t alone. Two massive wolves bounded around the car, jumping up at the windows like vicious dogs, snapping and growling at the people beyond the glass.
    Chogan frowned in confusion. Could this be the ex-boyfriend, Billy’s father? Was there a possibility Madison had hooked up with another shifter and not realized it? But he detected a playfulness about the wolves’ behavior, despite the overt aggressiveness. They switched positions, leaping around each other as they did so, before jumping back up at the windows to continue the snarling. One of the wolves, a gray-furred brute with a scarred muzzle, dropped back down onto all fours and then leaped on to the hood of the car. Even with all the noise, Chogan heard the frightened screams of Madison and her son as they huddled together in the center of the vehicle, Madison with her arms wrapped tight around Billy, holding him to her chest.
    Anger built up inside him. What the hell did the wolves think they were doing? Shifters didn’t go around tormenting innocent people—at least none of the good ones did.
    He stopped the bike and backed up to stay hidden between some trees. Nadie’s arms loosened from around his waist where she’d been forced to cling to him. He cut the engine and the lights. Peter pulled up beside him, Sahale on the back, leaning backward to hold onto the back of the

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