Brothers - Dexter's Pack - George (Book Five)(5)
“I might kill someone…” Landon growled out. His eyes were fixed on the witch and he was about ready to explode.
No man – shifter or otherwise – wanted to chase their own damn truck up a mountain…
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George growled long and hard at the alpha bear shifter that was stalking towards them with intent in each long stride. His beast was clawing and more than ready to rip the man limb from limb…
“You are the twin – come with me if you want to live…” Zana bit out the warning towards the wolf.
George was confused … momentarily stunned by her words in the middle of a shit storm that was about to happen with Landon…
He eyed the bear shifter, and the closer that he got the more the wolf wanted to rip him apart.
“You!” Landon lifted one large fist and his index finger sprung out and pointed at Zana…
“Back off, bear…” Zana lifted her hand, palm towards the alpha, and she readied her magic.
She didn’t want to kill anymore just yet. That would be messy. She just wanted to get the twin and leave…
“What in hell’s name is…?” Dexter growled out, and George made his move.
The beast rushed forwards on fast, agile paws. Gone was his need to rest – all he wanted now was to kill…
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“I’m not saying that the book grew hands and knees and crawled towards me on the damn floor, but it was dragging itself…” Connor stopped the instant that his mate did.
Vicky took a long moment before she turned towards him, placing her hands on her hips as she went. When she was facing him – she eyed him for a very long moment without speaking…
Connor grew nervous. He knew his mate, and he knew when she wasn’t about to suffer fools – or foolishness – lightly.
It was one of those times…
“Dragged?” Vicky repeated.
“Sounds…”
“Implausible…” Vicky raised her eyebrows into a perfect arch that reached upwards for her hairline…
“Fine.”
Connor turned and stalked towards the nearest table where he deposited the book. Then he turned on his heels and stalked back towards her.
“Now what? Is it going to cry?” Vicky asked in a bored tone.
“I have no idea,” Connor shrugged.
Then he grabbed one of her crooked arms, spun her around on her feet, and started away from the book…
One heavy thud later, and both vampire and witch ground to a halt. Vicky turned her head and eyed her mate – the fine hairs on her body stood to attention…
“Do not tell me that…” she stopped talking as her mate shot a look over his shoulder.
“I won’t tell you that the damn book is now on the damn floor…”
“Ghost!” Vicky bit out, turning fast, and eyeing the area around them.
Then she reached for her magic and muttered under her breath as she spelled the area to show any auras that might be present…
“And…?” Connor asked, ready to grab his mate and make a dash for the nearest exit…
“Not a damn thing…” Vicky got no further. The cover of the book flipped back against the stone floor and the pages started to flip … “Ok – that’s happening.”
“Wish it wasn’t…” Connor offered back.
“You and me both…”
“Ghost?”
“Doubtful…”
“Is there any way a book can be haunted?”
“No, but there is a way for the ancestors to be able to manipulate a book of shadows for their own ends…” Vicky hissed like she was in the presence of something much bigger than them.
“I really wished you hadn’t of told me that,” Connor sighed.
“Oh, vamp up,” Vicky hissed.
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George’s wolf snarled a warning at his alpha and Landon; bringing both men to a sudden stop.
“What the hell is wrong with his eyes?” Landon growled towards Dexter and the alpha gave a small shake of his head.
“Not a damn clue…” Dexter admitted.
“He’s an alpha…” Zana announced and both men looked towards her briefly.
“Me too, but my eyes don’t glow red…” Dexter said.
He didn’t like it. He guessed that the witch had done something to the beast, and that wasn’t good in anyone’s book.
“Mine either…” Landon agreed.
“No. He’s a true alpha…” Zana informed them.
“Oh … crap…” Landon eyed the beast as it watched and waited for the man to make a move.
CHAPTER FIVE
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“Myth…” Dexter said.
“You’re looking at that myth…” Zana offered back.
“What did you do to him?” Dexter bit out.
George growled long and hard. He had a need to defend the witch, and he wasn’t entirely sure why.
Something about her called to him. It bypassed the beast’s need to kill, and reached right into the heart of the man…