Lucy's Wolverine (Lilly Town Shifters) Read Online Free PDF Page B

“Sir, with all due respect, I don't think that's a good idea. You know how vicious these animals are. Let me call in a team to help. I'll hand pick everyone, making sure they are good men who can keep their mouths shut.”
                  “No,” he yelled, as he got in the car. He’d made the mistake in the first place; he was going to be the one to fix it.
                  “Yes, sir. I'm sorry sir.” That's what he liked to hear.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
                  “Paul, any sign of him?” he asked quietly through his walkie talkie.
                  “No sir,” he got back. Fuck! They had been searching the woods for days and hadn't found so much as a paw print. This fucker was hard to find. He was starting to believe the wolverine didn't exist. He refused to fail, though. He would find it. He would kill it. He would skin it and use it as a fur rug.
                  “Are you ready to head in, sir?” Paul asked. He looked at the sky and saw it was getting dark. He didn't like being out too late, when it was hard to see. He would be opening himself up to an attack. He had learned that the hard way and had the scars to prove it.
                  “Yeah,” he said, and walked to the SUV.
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                  Mike was feeling cramped in his apartment and needed to run. He couldn't hold it in any more. Thoughts of Lucy kept taking over and no matter what he did, she won. It had been days since he’d taken her home that night, and all he could think about was how she looked when she closed her eyes to clear her mind. How she looked when she licked her lips. How she looked in that sweater. He had to clear his mind and get her out of it. If she didn't want to have anything to do with him, then fine. Now he just needed to get her out of his head. Mike parked his truck along the road near the woods and removed his clothes. When he shifted, he felt his muscles stretching and it felt wonderful. He didn't know why he hadn't done this sooner. Sniffing around, he scented a rabbit. Time for a fun chase. Following the scent, he found where the rabbit was hiding. Then it took off with him following behind it, enjoying the play.
                  When the rabbit went into a hole in the ground, he started rolling around, then jumped up and started playing with anything that moved: a branch swaying in the wind; a leaf blowing by; a dragonfly as it buzzed past him. He was having fun just being himself. Whenever he went out with Bill, the man just wanted to lounge in the Sun, never wanting to play.
                  By the time Mike got tired of jumping around and chasing animals, he found himself at Lucy’s house. He guessed his thoughts of her never really left, but merely got pushed to the back of his mind. He could see her through her window and he knew he really shouldn’t be there. It wasn’t right to watch her like this, but he couldn’t seem to help himself. There was something about her. Lucy was sitting at her computer, which wasn’t surprising. That’s where he’d always found his mother if she wasn’t around. She moved and stretched her shoulders. She must have been there for hours. Bill was right: she was lost in her world of books. She did have a major breakthrough the other night. When his mother had one, she either had her notepad with her or was sitting at her typewriter. Lucy was moving around, swaying or something. He couldn’t figure out what she was doing until he saw her lips moving. She was dancing in her chair. It was odd, but no one ever said writers were sane. It didn’t matter; it was actually kind of cute.
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                  He was walking back to the SUV when he heard something. It was small and something no one would think of, but there was something about it that drew his attention. “Paul, I heard something. I’m going to check it out,” he said into