Avenging Autumn
about her work, to leading a whole nation of people who loved her. These people would stay by her side, whether Autumn invited them or not.
    Blake’s sister, Tala, spoke up. “I’m coming with you. You saved my life and gave me my dream. No way am I going to let you face this psycho bitch alone.” She gave a shrug. “Besides, we’re practically sisters.”
    Autumn smiled. “Thank you.”
    “Me, too,” said Tala’s friend, Nadie. “We stick together.”
    “Peter and I have already said we’re coming with you,” said Chogan. “We owe you that for what you’ve done for shifters.” Then he added, “And for my cousin.”
    Blake gave him a half smile and a nod.
    “I appreciate that,” said Autumn.
    “If Peter’s going, then so am I,” said Mia. She hadn’t mentioned as much to Peter, but they were equals, and if other female shifters were going, so was she.
    Peter’s hand moved to take hold of hers and he gave her fingers a squeeze. He didn’t argue with her, and she was thankful for that. She noticed Autumn hesitate though, and wondered if she’d try to persuade her to stay here when the others weren’t all standing around.
    Marcus was standing the other side of Mia. “I’m coming, too. My skills might come in handy to you.”
    “Mine, too,” said Angie,” and I don’t have anywhere else to be.”
    Mia looked between the two paranormals who’d been rescued from the facility Vivian had been running. She still struggled to believe her twin brother Marcus was alive—even though she’d believed it deep down her whole life. It was the reason she’d started the missing person’s charity, and the reason she’d always chosen the cases of the missing teenage boys. Subconsciously, she’d always been searching for Marcus. Mia felt awful that they’d not contacted their parents yet to tell them Marcus had been found alive and well. So much had happened, and it wasn’t just that Marcus was alive. They also had to tell them about her almost dying and so being turned into a shifter, and then there was the news about Marcus being able to move objects with his mind. She didn’t quite know where to start, so instead had been hiding out here, recouping. She’d never imagined they would be embarking on another dangerous mission so soon. She’d thought they’d had time.
    “Okay, thank you.” Autumn turned to the woman Chogan had rescued on the road—Madison. She stood right behind Chogan, her son Billy held by the shoulders beside her. “Madison, can you stay here and take care of Daisy, too?”
    Madison nodded. “Of course.”
    Daisy spun to her, shaking her head. Her dark, uneven bangs brushed across the top of her furious blue eyes.
    “I think she wants to come,” said Marcus.
    “She’s too young. This is more dangerous than Chicago. This woman is bad, and she wants me and those around me dead.”
    “Sorry,” he said, without sounding it, “but Daisy and the rest of us know Vivian even better than you do. We were the ones stuck in that place with her year after year. Obviously, you have your reasons for wanting her dead, but so do we. Daisy may only be young, but you might need her.”
    Mia nodded. “Marcus has a point, Autumn. Daisy proved herself in Chicago. She’s tougher than she looks.”
    “Okay,” Autumn relented. “I guess I’ll need some human people with me anyway. Everyone else is shifters now.”
    “I’ll stay in human form too,” said Chogan. “Someone still needs to make sure Vivian’s guy doesn’t screw us over.”
    “Good, thank you. With Marcus and Angie, as well, that should have us covered.”
    “Vivian doesn’t stand a chance. She’s nothing against a bunch of shifters and people with supernatural abilities.”
    Autumn gave a grim smile. “I hope you’re right.”
    Wenona came bustling into the room, her arms filled with firearms. She laid them out on the coffee table. “There you go,” she said, looking pleased with herself. “These should help open
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