I'm Not Afraid of Wolves (The Cotton Candy Quintet Book 4) Read Online Free PDF

long, scabbed bite mark that looked like it came from something inhuman with sharp teeth. It looked to be about a month old, but then again, I wasn’t a doctor or anything.
    “Sara, why didn’t you get this stitched up?” I asked. “It could be rabies—or—”
    “It’s werewolves!” she cried. “See, you don’t believe me, Christine!”
    I swallowed back my retort, because if I argued with her anymore, she was going to shut up and not tell me her story. I needed her to calm down long enough to tell me.
    “He bit me and told me that I was going to turn into a werewolf. And he wanted me to be his mate for life at the initiation during the next full moon.”
    I fought the urge to glance at the sky, where the full moon was watching us. “You look pretty human to me. It’s a full moon now, and the only thing that’s wrong is that you’re crying.”
    She nodded. “He said that I’d have to…complete the transformation with him. That he’d find me and make me his mate.”
    “What does that mean?”
    “I don’t know! I’m not a werewolf!”
    “Okay, okay. So that’s why you wanted to get away from Atlanta?”
    “Uh huh.” She licked her lips. “I tried breaking up with him, but he refused. And then threatened me and—”
    “Did you call the police?”
    She gave me a hard look. “You know what it’s like, being in a relationship with someone you’re afraid of.”
    That felt like a punch to the gut, and I had to take a deep breath to steady myself as the world tilted underneath me. “Are you feeling okay?”
    Her bottom lip trembled. “I think so? I don’t feel any different.”
    “Have you talked to anyone else about this?”
    “Who would I talk to?” she asked.
    Good point. “So you left Atlanta during a full moon. Does he know you’re here?”
    She shook her head. “No.”
    I nodded. “Good. Okay.” I put my hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. “Look at me, Sara. You’re going to be fine. We have three more days to figure this out. You can move in with me in Jacksonville. You can go the police. Anything. You can get yourself out of this.”
    Tears filled her eyes and she hugged me, tightly. “Thank you,” she whispered into my chest. “Thank you so much, Christine. I can always depend on you.”
    I held her and let her cry.
    And I watched the moon, as if it were mocking us.
    I could tell it was.
     
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    It was sometime after midnight before Sara was able to fall asleep. After we left the deck, I tucked her in like a little child and told her that everything was going to be all right. Eventually, her tears subsided and then became light snores.
    And I was the only one awake in the house.
    I stood outside, watching the full moon flit in and out of cloud cover. I kept turning Officer Donnelly’s business card over and over in my hands. Debating on if I should take the Jeep and drive until I got cell phone reception to call him. Or to check the others’ phones to see if they had more luck than me. Sara might be mad in the morning once she found out that I called the cops, but I couldn’t stand by when someone had threatened my sister.
    And if there was one thing I couldn’t stand, it was someone in a position of trust threatening those I loved. I had a breaking point when it came to people being jerk offs, and I just found it.
    Officer Colton Donnelly, Park Ranger.
    My mind kept mulling his name over in my head, as if I could send the distress call via telepathy.
    I wondered if the other two women here knew about her situation, but I doubted it. Sara put on a brave face for everything. If there was an asteroid about to decimate Earth, she’d throw a baseball party and just pray that someone else would hit that hunk of rock back out to space.
    “You think I’d be better about dealing with this kind of stuff,” I groaned out loud, putting my face in my hands.
    And I should.
    I’d been in Sara’s predicament before, and I knew how hard it was to pull myself