A Dangerous Moon [Tales of the Werewolf Clan] Read Online Free PDF Page B

you sore?"
    "A little bit, but nothing a few beers couldn't cure," he winked.
    "I know what you mean, man," Ernie chuckled. "I also heard your jaw was Teresa Owens' handiwork. That gal's something else…especially when the moon's almost full."
    "Yeah, well, I sure hope we don't cross paths any time soon," Rick said in a solemn tone, then glanced back at the street, watching the traffic roll by for a moment. "Say, Ern, do you know if Allie's been seeing anyone?'
    "Allison?" Ernie raised an eyebrow. "Why? Are you regretting breaking up with her?"
    "Hey, this is between me and you, okay? I'm just curious. Besides, since I've been out of her life the past few years, I think I ought to know. I don't want to piss anyone else off while I'm here."
    "I don't see her around town enough to really know," Ernie shrugged. "She pretty much keeps to herself. Honestly, man, I really don't know."
    Before Rick could reply, a young Asian-looking woman passed by in a silver Prius. She tooted the horn and waved as she zipped past. Ernie grinned and waved back, then turned his attention back to Rick.
    "Now, that was Doctor Browne's co-worker, Jeni." Ernie thumbed in the direction of the car. "I wouldn't mind getting to know her better. But, after fixing a few of the urgent care unit's computers, she just thinks I'm just a local-yokel computer geek." The young man gave a heavy sigh.
    A wave of empathy rolled through Rick's gut. "Maybe, one day, she'll see you in a different way, Ern." He gave his friend a consoling pat on the shoulder. "I mean, one day she'll notice that you're more than just a computer geek. And, even though she's human, she might even be drawn to your sithech nature too. Sort of like Ray's fiancée, Jac."
    "Yeah, maybe you're right." Ernie broke into a grin. "Thanks."
    "For what?"
    "The pep talk," Ernie replied. "You're one of the few pack males I can actually talk to, Rick. And, while you're in town, I want to treat you to a beer. Maybe we can get together at The Red Lion after you get settled in."
    Rick returned his smile and nodded. "That sounds like a plan. Call me. Okay?"
    "Sure thing, man. Well, Mr. White's spilled coffee on his laptop this morning again ." The younger man sighed. "I'd better take off, but let's catch up soon."
    After saying their goodbyes, Rick stood in the parking lot and watched Ernie pull out and zip down the street. As he stepped up into the cab of his truck, the town hall clock struck twelve.
    "Shit," he muttered to himself. "I'd better get a move on, too!" The old truck rumbled to life beneath him and, without wasting any more time, he pulled out and headed for Allison's house.
    Fairly soon, he turned onto Periwinkle Drive. It was a lovely, quiet street with rows of nice homes and neat lawns. He'd heard from his sister that she had purchased a house. Rick kept his eyes peeled and, before long, he found the address. Allison lived at the end of the street in a two-story brick home with a lush little garden on the side. He turned into the driveway, pulled in behind a green Honda Civic and stopped the truck.
    He sat in the cab a moment. Even though Ray had set up this arrangement against his wishes, Rick was glad Allison had been so generous by letting him stay in her home, considering their previous relationship.
    She'd always been this way, he recalled. One of the nicest gals he'd ever known. That's one of the reasons he'd been attracted to her. He smiled, remembering how she'd blossomed into a very attractive and compassionate woman.
    He climbed out of his truck, grabbed his traveling bag out of the back, and headed for the front door. After he rang the bell, he stepped back and waited. The door swung open.
    "Hey! You're right on time," she greeted him with a warm smile.
    "Uh, yeah, I made it."
    Allison was casually dressed, yet looked absolutely stunning in a pair of cut-off denim shorts and a lavender t-shirt which clung to her luscious curves. Her chestnut brown hair was pulled up in a makeshift bun