Neal held the door open for Tina at Gracie's Diner, just as a loud shattering of ceramic ripped the air from inside the small cafe. He forced his way into the diner and past several customers, Tina right behind him, as he tried to discover what happened. As soon as he managed to shove a path through the onlookers, he saw Alanna Bradbury standing over one of Bane's men, her hand around his throat as she pressed him down on the table she had apparently just dumped him on. By the look in her eyes, the wolf inside of her was the one about to shred the man's throat."Alanna!" Neal yelled as he moved to her side, grabbing her arm and trying to force her off the other man before she shifted and caused even more of a scene. He had no idea what the guy's name was or why the redheaded wolf shifter was ready to kill the man, but Neal wasn't about to tolerate this type of madness in his town. "Get off him!"Alanna turned to face him, her eyes holding the hunger of a predator ready to make the kill
Agatha sat on the barstool, sipping a glass of merlot as she recited her story to Jed, still not believing the phone call she received earlier today. "Marilyn Bowman was the last witch in Bull Creek. They're all gone now, and she says none of them plan on returning, not while Neal Porter is the alpha. She's already made plans to move to St. Augustine." Agatha lifted her glass and took a small sip, the frustration of being so far away and unable to do anything to help the other witches filling her. It was only three in the afternoon, and usually she'd be drinking tea on her porch, but after Marilyn's phone call, Agatha needed something a little stronger. She also needed advice from other leaders of the community. "What is Neal thinking by driving away the witches? They're a great asset to the defense of Bull Creek."Jerah Hale, alpha of the bear tribes in Draven Falls, spun his beer on the bar's surface as he shook his head of thick red hair. "From what I've heard from Alanna Bradbury,
Dimitri Everest knocked on the thick mahogany door before entering. The back room at Shades belonged to the Paranormal Council, and one just didn't barge in without permission unless he wanted their head handed to them. Dimitri wasn't sure how Jed explained the secret room to the humans who frequented Shades, but no human, except perhaps Gavin Covington, had ever made it past the door to see what was on the other side. Dimitri heard the click of the door being opened, admitting him, but no one stood on the other side. Dimitri took a deep breath as the tingle of magic raised the hairs on his arms as he slipped through the open doorway. The door closed on its own just as it had opened as soon as he stood inside.Sconces on the walls flickered flame light, casting dark shadows on the walls and floor, but still brought enough light that he could see the three people sitting at the round council table taking up the middle of the room: Talquin, the alpha of the vampires, Agatha Rochester, wh
"You'd actually leave Draven Falls?" Josh Rayburn asked as he lifted his beer to his lips. As soon as the two left the paper mill, they headed back to Josh's place, avoiding Shades and prying ears, as Dimitri told his friend about the meeting he sat through last night with the Paranormal Council. "That would definitely put your father in a tizzy."Dimitri nodded, sitting in Josh's recliner, his hands dangling off the arms. "It would at that, but the opportunity is awesome. They want me to run the whole community, protecting the people who live there from outside threats."Josh cocked an eyebrow at him as he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Does the town get a lot of outside threats?"Dimitri shrugged as he crossed his legs, right ankle resting on his left knee. "I don't know to be honest. From what the Council told me, the small community is a safe haven for people wanting to get out of the public eye. They've either been hurt or used somehow by people who didn't particularly
Lainie groaned when she heard her father call her name. She should have known she wouldn't be able to slip inside of her house unnoticed. Her father seemed to have a sixth sense of knowing when his children tried to avoid him, and Lainie had done her best to do just that ever since his big announcement of pairing her up with Miles Hemingway for the rest of her life. Her father hadn't even asked her! He just assumed she would be the dutiful daughter and obey his wishes for her future, so he could better his business connections. It was bad enough that Fitz fell for their father's machinations. Lainie refused to be their father's bargaining chip. Hopefully, he got that hint Saturday night.As soon as she walked into her father's study, however, she knew she should have known better. Daniel Everest did not take hints. Or suffer disobedience. When he set his sights on something, he bulldozed his way to his happy conclusion."There's my good girl," her father said as soon as she passed thro
When Dimitri pulled up into the family driveway, a car he didn't recognize parked in front of the house. Lainie didn't tell me we had company. He parked behind the strange vehicle, shut off his engine, and slid out of the driver's seat and into the humid North Carolina night. He hadn't taken two steps toward the front door, though, when the door exploded open with a jerk, and Lainie stormed out and down the front steps. "Un-fucking-believable!" she shouted as she hit the walkway and turned toward the woods.Dimitri could see the beginning of her shift and called out to her, stopping her from completing the transformation. "Hey, what's happening? Whose car is that?" he asked, pointing to the strange vehicle.Lainie spun, pointing at the house as she snarled, "Our dear father invited the Hemingways over, so I could get to know Miles better. That asshole stuck his nose right into my ass and sniffed me. Can you fucking believe it?" She shoved her hands onto her hips as she took a deep brea
"But Talquin, I am looking out for the best interests of everyone in Bull Creek," Neal stressed into the phone. This was not how he expected this hump day to go. "I'm trying to keep everyone safe. You have to believe me.""No, Neal, I don't, and what you're saying just isn't true," Talquin said. "Marilyn Bowman told Agatha everything. Seems you've been allowing Bane Kastner to throw his weight around to the detriment of the humans as well as the witches. That's not in line with the mission of Bull Creek. How is that keeping them safe if they're being run out of their homes?""But, it is," Neal said as he stared out his front window from where he sat in his recliner. "Talquin, we both know the predatory nature of the coyotes. He's just…""He's just doing what you're there to prevent him from doing," Talquin snapped, cutting Neal off. The vampire's tone left no room for argument. "It was your duty to stop Bane from being able to do what he's doing, not give him free rein. Dimitri Everest
Before packing up his life into the back of his truck—and after accepting the Council's offer—Dimitri did a quick search of Bull Creek on the Internet. A man named Hopkins had originally purchased the land and built a small railroad to move timber to his sawmill in Melbourne to the east. For about a decade, he heavily logged the area, mostly for the land's cypress. Today, Bull Creek makes up about 23,000 acres, having suffered from corrupt politicians until the Paranormal Council made them a deal they couldn't refuse. Mostly a sanctuary and agricultural area, the waters of the area feed the Saint Johns River. The environment was perfect for shifters and a little rugged for those without an edge to them. The humans who lived out there had to be ready to do without a lot of life's amenities and to stock up on the necessities. The closest grocer was over thirty minutes away. The only thing convenient about the area was the protection the isolation offered from the rest of the world, the s