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All Chapters of Bow Echo: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30
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Chapter 21
Bow Echo/Jilguera
“Because I’m a nymph?” Zephyra asked. “Mom’s a nymph too.”Officer Richards shook his head. “She is, but not quite so involved with the townspeople outside of the aberration community. You, on the other hand, are. Pair that with the fact that you’re beautiful…
Last Updated : 2020-08-11Chapter 22
Bow Echo/Jilguera
Zephyra avoided looking at everyone as they all followed Camilla out of the room. When everyone had left, Dylan, the badass, marched towards her much as the witch had. “What notes?” he demanded, his expression twisted with anger. “Do you know something about the person who did this?” The Texan and another shifter she didn’t know held him back.
Last Updated : 2020-08-13Chapter 23
Bow Echo/Jilguera
Zephyra stared vacantly into the empty kitchen, chewing the nail of her pinkie as she thought. Despite what people might think, the list of men who had either dated her or had wanted to wasn’t that long. If Zephyra started back from freshman year of high school, there were only four men. Five if she counted Brady. With a sigh, Zephyra looked at the names she had written down.
Last Updated : 2020-08-16Chapter 24
Bow Echo/Jilguera
Zephyra’s dad came back into the house and as he joined them in the kitchen, she flipped over the paper. Catching Dylan’s eye she shook her head at him. Zephyra didn’t want her dad to see it. That would be way more awkward than she was willing to deal with, and also, she didn’t want him or Mom involved. The risk the creep might hurt them too was too great. Her father may have been super powerful, but he wasn’t superman, and witches weren’t immortal.
Last Updated : 2020-08-18Chapter 25
Bow Echo/Jilguera
“Does that thing really have to be here?” Tonya complained, giving Dylan, in wolf form, a look of repulsion. Zephyra had to give him credit—he played his part as a dog very well. He didn’t react to Tonya’s insults at all.“Jerry Lee is not a thing,” Zephyra shot back at he
Last Updated : 2020-08-20Chapter 26
Bow Echo/Jilguera
A steel-gray blanket covered the sky. The damp, chilly breeze blew past Zephyra and promised rain, and maybe even sleet. All in all, the afternoon was a fitting depiction of a dreary fall day. With a shiver, she zipped up her jacket as she waited for Brady in the back parking lot of the butcher’s shop. He’d called her that morning. One of the guys from the list, Glenn, agreed to meet with him at Angie’s, so Zephyra told Dylan they would meet up later after work.
Last Updated : 2020-08-23Chapter 27
Bow Echo/Jilguera
Camilla looked like an extra from one of those teen dystopian movies. Half her hair had fallen loose from the ponytail that once held it. The once rich auburn color now looked dull and faded. The clothes she wore were wrinkled and disheveled, despite her attempts to smooth them out when she noticed Zephyra looking at them. Her eyes, however, shone with strength and determination. Zephyra hoped she wasn’t going to use it to yell at her some more.
Last Updated : 2020-08-25Chapter 28
Bow Echo/Jilguera
With Dylan back in his dog persona, we drove to Angies. Zephyra sat in a corner reading a book as she waited. The staff had been nice enough to let her bring in Dylan. She may have made it rain so that her plea garnered more sympathy. Between that and the promise that Zephyra would cover Ellie’s open shifts for a week if he caused trouble, they gave her a grumbling “okay.”Zephyra sipped her coffee and slipp
Last Updated : 2020-08-27Chapter 29
Bow Echo/Jilguera
When Richards came back out almost forty minutes later, he looked downright pissed off. He didn’t say a word but simply got into his jeep, and Zephyra scrambled to get in, afraid he might just drive off without her. Dylan gave them a quizzical look, or at least what she assumed was a quizzical look, as he cocked his massive head to the side. Zephyra gave him a look in return that she hoped he interpreted as “we’ll talk later.”
Last Updated : 2020-08-29Chapter 30
Bow Echo/Jilguera
While I waited for Dylan, who was almost five minutes late now, I leaned on my jeep, listening to Brady’s apologetic voicemail that he’d left me this morning. I scowled, cutting off the message before Brady finished speaking. I got the point. He was sorry, but I wasn’t quite ready to forgive or talk to him quite yet. I pushed off the car and looked around as if expecting Dylan to magically appear. Where was he? Dylan had never been late like this before.
Last Updated : 2020-09-01
