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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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anyhow,” he said.
The two men picked up the dead cow and, with an effort, loaded it into the back of the truck. Then they drove back to the house as all around them the darkness receded as the sun’s rays broke through the clouds and turned everything pink.
Jamie put on a pot of coffee and sat at the table with her father and Jesse waiting for it to perc. The whole ride back Jesse had been tense and silent. Even her father had been rather terse, and now sat at his table with hands folded.
“You know what that was,” Jesse asked his eyes on his own hands.
Her father nodded. “Seen it before. A long time ago but I remember well.”
“This one has a problem with you, you can tell by the way it’s behaving. Showing off like that. It’s messy, a way to get caught,” Jesse said.
“I’ve heard the younger ones can be cocky,” Ander said looking grave.
Jamie looked from Jesse to her father thoroughly lost.
“What are you saying? We have a cocky wolf problem?” Jamie asked laughing. “That’s absurd.” Then seeing the looks on their faces she said, “Well it is!”
“Not really,” Jesse said with not a trace of his usual humor.
Jamie looked at her father, hoping for some clarity but he just sighed, looking more exhausted than she’d ever seen him.
“Sometimes I wonder,” he said. “I just don’t know any more.”
“We can beat this,” Jesse said with such conviction Jamie was impressed. “It won’t be the first time or the last. With your permission Mr. Campbell I’d like to call some friends. They are real good at dealing with this sort of situation.”
“Hell, call me Ander. Since I seem to have drawn you into this mess we might as well be on first name terms,” Ander said. “Yeah, call them. We have to keep the cattle and what’s left of my family safe.”
Jamie felt horribly left out of this conversation. She stood up with force, making her chair grate on the floor, scraping it loudly.
“Jamie!” her father scolded, “The floor!”
“Oh, how nice of you to remember I’m here,” she said sarcastically. “So are you two going to let me into this little club or what?”
She glared at them both. Her father looked ready to explode at her and Jesse looked uncertain. Then he stood up, lifting his chair carefully.
“I’ll make that call,” he said and left the room. He headed out of the back door into the yard where the sun was peeking over the trees.
Jamie rounded on her father. “What the hell, dad? I need to know what’s going on as much as anyone. This farm is my home too you know and I work very hard…”
“You do,” he said. “I know I’ve been stupid. You’re not a little girl anymore, and you deserve to know the truth.”
“What truth?” Jamie was just about jumping out of her skin.
“There aren’t only humans in this world. There are other creatures too, ones that look human, right up until they don’t. You saw one just an hour ago.”
Jamie considered this and then folded her arms pursing her lips, “Really? Dad how gullible do you think I am? Werewolves? Please!”
“They are real Jamie. And that thing that killed the cow tonight, it was a werewolf!”
“How do you know?”
“By the way it acted. You can’t tell me that you think that was normal for a wolf? You know how wolves behave, never that sure, that openly aggressive and not afraid.” Ander pushed his chair back and stood up. “You want me to take your opinions seriously around here, then start believing me. I don’t lie to you Jamie. Werewolves are real and if we’re being targeted then we have a very serious problem.” He left the room.
Jamie stood for a moment stunned and then sagged into a chair.
She looked up a moment later when the backdoor opened. Oliver strode into the room.
“Thought you’d be up at the cattle,” he said.
“Why would you think that?” Jamie said.
The two men picked up the dead cow and, with an effort, loaded it into the back of the truck. Then they drove back to the house as all around them the darkness receded as the sun’s rays broke through the clouds and turned everything pink.
Jamie put on a pot of coffee and sat at the table with her father and Jesse waiting for it to perc. The whole ride back Jesse had been tense and silent. Even her father had been rather terse, and now sat at his table with hands folded.
“You know what that was,” Jesse asked his eyes on his own hands.
Her father nodded. “Seen it before. A long time ago but I remember well.”
“This one has a problem with you, you can tell by the way it’s behaving. Showing off like that. It’s messy, a way to get caught,” Jesse said.
“I’ve heard the younger ones can be cocky,” Ander said looking grave.
Jamie looked from Jesse to her father thoroughly lost.
“What are you saying? We have a cocky wolf problem?” Jamie asked laughing. “That’s absurd.” Then seeing the looks on their faces she said, “Well it is!”
“Not really,” Jesse said with not a trace of his usual humor.
Jamie looked at her father, hoping for some clarity but he just sighed, looking more exhausted than she’d ever seen him.
“Sometimes I wonder,” he said. “I just don’t know any more.”
“We can beat this,” Jesse said with such conviction Jamie was impressed. “It won’t be the first time or the last. With your permission Mr. Campbell I’d like to call some friends. They are real good at dealing with this sort of situation.”
“Hell, call me Ander. Since I seem to have drawn you into this mess we might as well be on first name terms,” Ander said. “Yeah, call them. We have to keep the cattle and what’s left of my family safe.”
Jamie felt horribly left out of this conversation. She stood up with force, making her chair grate on the floor, scraping it loudly.
“Jamie!” her father scolded, “The floor!”
“Oh, how nice of you to remember I’m here,” she said sarcastically. “So are you two going to let me into this little club or what?”
She glared at them both. Her father looked ready to explode at her and Jesse looked uncertain. Then he stood up, lifting his chair carefully.
“I’ll make that call,” he said and left the room. He headed out of the back door into the yard where the sun was peeking over the trees.
Jamie rounded on her father. “What the hell, dad? I need to know what’s going on as much as anyone. This farm is my home too you know and I work very hard…”
“You do,” he said. “I know I’ve been stupid. You’re not a little girl anymore, and you deserve to know the truth.”
“What truth?” Jamie was just about jumping out of her skin.
“There aren’t only humans in this world. There are other creatures too, ones that look human, right up until they don’t. You saw one just an hour ago.”
Jamie considered this and then folded her arms pursing her lips, “Really? Dad how gullible do you think I am? Werewolves? Please!”
“They are real Jamie. And that thing that killed the cow tonight, it was a werewolf!”
“How do you know?”
“By the way it acted. You can’t tell me that you think that was normal for a wolf? You know how wolves behave, never that sure, that openly aggressive and not afraid.” Ander pushed his chair back and stood up. “You want me to take your opinions seriously around here, then start believing me. I don’t lie to you Jamie. Werewolves are real and if we’re being targeted then we have a very serious problem.” He left the room.
Jamie stood for a moment stunned and then sagged into a chair.
She looked up a moment later when the backdoor opened. Oliver strode into the room.
“Thought you’d be up at the cattle,” he said.
“Why would you think that?” Jamie said.
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