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Authors: Becca Fanning
Tags: Humor, Psychological, Science-Fiction, Romance, Literature & Fiction, Fantasy, Action & Adventure, Paranormal, Short Stories, Military, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Women's Fiction, New Adult & College, Werewolves & Shifters
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had driven into a post when learning to drive.
Squashed into the front seat of the truck, since it was that or on the back in the still-falling rain, Jamie was terribly aware of Jesse. He smelled so nice, not artificial like Oliver, but natural. And his leg touching hers was warm. Jamie tried to keep her mind on the cattle, but the treacherous thing would have none of it. As they bumped along, knocking into each other when the going got really interesting and her father said, “Hold on now.” Jamie noticed each time her hand hit his, or her leg bumped up against his. It was like being in school and having a crush on someone you were supposed to be just friends with. Each touch was electrifying and secret.
Jesse sat passively watching the rain in the headlights as around them the darkness and rain pressed in.
They reached the field and Jesse hopped out making his way to the fence. Then Jamie followed him with her father staying in the truck. He turned on the truck’s floodlights angling them into the field. Now they could see the cattle. They were scared, huddled up in one corner of the paddock.
“There’s something here alright,” Jesse said. He had his face tilted up as though he was smelling something. “It’s down there,” pointed into the area where the light didn’t reach. Ander was watching them from the truck and he quickly turned the lights, sending them streaming to the other end of the field.
The rain had become a fine mist, settling on their clothes and hair. It made Jesse sparkle in the floodlights like he was surrounded in diamonds.
Jamie’s gaze left him as a shape began to resolve itself in the light. She gasped.
Not far from where they were a cow lay on its side in the mud. It was obviously dead. She could see great rends in the poor beast’s flesh and its limbs were at strange angles. Its head was turned right around so the mouth faced them, the tongue lolling out of the corner as though the cow was making a joke.
“Those bastards!” she said hotly.
“It’s still here,’ Jesse said, his eyes never leaving the carcass.
Jamie wanted to ask him how he knew but he shook his head slightly and she stayed quiet.
Suddenly a face appeared above the dead cow. It was a wolf face that was certain, but there was something odd about it. The expression on it, and it had a clear expression, was one of victory and taunting as though the beast had somehow won something. It didn’t take fright at the light, instead it stood up and bared its teeth, standing with its front paws on the dead cow like a hunter posing for a picture.
Jamie felt rage build up inside her. How dare this animal take anything from her! This was her ranch, her family, her cattle. She took a step forward, bristling with indignant anger. Jesse put his arm out without looking at her.
“Not if you want to live,” he said.
Jamie looked up at him and noticed that his eyes never strayed from the wolf’s. They were staring at each other. She could feel something passing between them, an animosity that seemed greater than just a man or a wolf.
And then her father raised his gun and shot at the creature. Jamie hadn’t noticed him come up from the truck.
The shot went a little wide, hitting the cow carcass. The wolf should have taken fright and bolted, but it didn’t, it just stared at them, and then casually sauntered off into the retreating darkness.
In a flash Jesse was over the fence and running through the field. He moved fast, very fast and Jamie and her father watched him go. He reached the carcass and stopped. Then he moved around it a few times, looking at the dirt. He knelt down once, and then again in a different spot. Then he walked back to them.
“Mr. Campbell I think it’s safe to say that you have a very serious problem,” Jesse said, “One that is best discussed inside.”
Ander nodded. “There’s nothing more we can do out here
Squashed into the front seat of the truck, since it was that or on the back in the still-falling rain, Jamie was terribly aware of Jesse. He smelled so nice, not artificial like Oliver, but natural. And his leg touching hers was warm. Jamie tried to keep her mind on the cattle, but the treacherous thing would have none of it. As they bumped along, knocking into each other when the going got really interesting and her father said, “Hold on now.” Jamie noticed each time her hand hit his, or her leg bumped up against his. It was like being in school and having a crush on someone you were supposed to be just friends with. Each touch was electrifying and secret.
Jesse sat passively watching the rain in the headlights as around them the darkness and rain pressed in.
They reached the field and Jesse hopped out making his way to the fence. Then Jamie followed him with her father staying in the truck. He turned on the truck’s floodlights angling them into the field. Now they could see the cattle. They were scared, huddled up in one corner of the paddock.
“There’s something here alright,” Jesse said. He had his face tilted up as though he was smelling something. “It’s down there,” pointed into the area where the light didn’t reach. Ander was watching them from the truck and he quickly turned the lights, sending them streaming to the other end of the field.
The rain had become a fine mist, settling on their clothes and hair. It made Jesse sparkle in the floodlights like he was surrounded in diamonds.
Jamie’s gaze left him as a shape began to resolve itself in the light. She gasped.
Not far from where they were a cow lay on its side in the mud. It was obviously dead. She could see great rends in the poor beast’s flesh and its limbs were at strange angles. Its head was turned right around so the mouth faced them, the tongue lolling out of the corner as though the cow was making a joke.
“Those bastards!” she said hotly.
“It’s still here,’ Jesse said, his eyes never leaving the carcass.
Jamie wanted to ask him how he knew but he shook his head slightly and she stayed quiet.
Suddenly a face appeared above the dead cow. It was a wolf face that was certain, but there was something odd about it. The expression on it, and it had a clear expression, was one of victory and taunting as though the beast had somehow won something. It didn’t take fright at the light, instead it stood up and bared its teeth, standing with its front paws on the dead cow like a hunter posing for a picture.
Jamie felt rage build up inside her. How dare this animal take anything from her! This was her ranch, her family, her cattle. She took a step forward, bristling with indignant anger. Jesse put his arm out without looking at her.
“Not if you want to live,” he said.
Jamie looked up at him and noticed that his eyes never strayed from the wolf’s. They were staring at each other. She could feel something passing between them, an animosity that seemed greater than just a man or a wolf.
And then her father raised his gun and shot at the creature. Jamie hadn’t noticed him come up from the truck.
The shot went a little wide, hitting the cow carcass. The wolf should have taken fright and bolted, but it didn’t, it just stared at them, and then casually sauntered off into the retreating darkness.
In a flash Jesse was over the fence and running through the field. He moved fast, very fast and Jamie and her father watched him go. He reached the carcass and stopped. Then he moved around it a few times, looking at the dirt. He knelt down once, and then again in a different spot. Then he walked back to them.
“Mr. Campbell I think it’s safe to say that you have a very serious problem,” Jesse said, “One that is best discussed inside.”
Ander nodded. “There’s nothing more we can do out here
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