Danville Horror: A Pat Wyatt Novel (The Pat Wyatt Series Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

thought it was an IED, but nothing exploded. So, of course, we all got out to investigate. Human nature, right? To be curious?” he asked, looking for some support, and I nodded in agreement. I knew about that type of curiosity all too well, and I understood that it could bite people in the ass if they weren’t careful. “But when we walked to the front of the Humvee, we saw this thing. It looked like some sort of animal, and when Jeff moved closer to it, it jumped up and bit him. We shot at it, but it just took every bullet we had. The beast was indestructible. It tore the shit outta the Humvee, leaving almost the same marks you have on your torso. It was nuts.” He stopped talking for a moment, but I knew what was coming next.
    “The next full moon, Jeff felt sick. He said it was like something was trying to crawl out of his skin. Then he changed in front of my eyes. It was the most sickening thing I’d ever seen. He ran away from our camp, and the next morning…” he paused, shaking his head, “he came back with blood on him. Apparently, he killed a rabbit or something because we found the bones by the camp.” He laughed. “After that, he was the best tracker we had in the unit. The only person who knew about his condition was me, and I made sure to find someplace to lock him up every full moon. Jeff has a nice comfy desk job now, and no one messes with him. He gets a little scary when he’s mad.”
    I laughed at that. I knew all too well the yellow eyes and sharpened teeth of a werewolf when they grew angry. “Yeah, they sure do.”
    “So…” he paused, looking up at me, “Mike is—”
    “Yes, he is,” I interrupted him before he could say the word.
    “And he did that to you?”
    “Yes, he did.”
    He shook his head. “I’m going to fuckin’ kill him.”
    “This is not half as bad as when you threw me into the rocks.” I remembered the time we had gone hiking when we were on spring break from our first year of college, and instead of helping me over the rocks, he picked me up and dropped me. I broke my right leg, and it left me bruised for months.
    He chuckled, shaking his head again. “Hey, that was an accident.”
    “Sure, it was.” I nudged him, and he laughed a little louder.
    “So, what happened?” he asked, growing very serious.
    I cocked a brow at him. “Do you really want to know?”
    He nodded. “I sure do.”
    “Okay,” I sighed and began the very long story from the beginning. I told him about Samuel being the vampire and Mike being the werewolf, and everything in between.
    He just sat there, asked a few questions, and when I was done, he took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “Holy shit,” he said on the exhale. “You’ve been busy.”
    I placed my head in my hands in frustration and embarrassment. “I know, right?”
    He hugged me sideways. “Well, it’s good you’re taking a break from him and all that. You need some time, Patty Melt.”
    “Yes, I do,” I agreed, taking my hands away from my face, hugging him back.
    “Do you want me to stay with you tonight?” he asked, and I shook my head. “Okay, well, I think I should let you sleep.”
    “Good idea.”
    Bobby broke the hug, getting off the bed. Then he leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “Night, Pat.”
    “Night,” I replied, trying to smile, and with that, he was gone.
    I wiggled out of my bra, putting my shirt back on. Then I sighed to myself, figuring it was time to take my pants off. I couldn’t believe that I just had an entire conversation about the things I was getting away from in my bra and bandages. And that wasn’t even the worst part. Bobby knew about, and was friends with, a werewolf. He also now knew about vampires thanks to me and, to his credit, he had taken it all in stride. Probably due to the fact that Bobby always had a bit of a crush on me since we were kids. Actually, he was my second after James, but those kind of thoughts were for a different time. After all, I’d