Moon Crossed (Werewolf Hunter Series): Season 1 (Episodes 1-6) (Crescent Hunter) Read Online Free PDF Page B

in his place. “So
Cole, tell me, do you drag Trevor around everywhere so that he can
speak for you? Or do you actually speak for yourself on occasion?”
    Trust me, I know how
hard it is sometimes trying to get a word in edgewise with Trevor; he
just gets so excited.
    Locke's voice of
warning goes off in my head again. Claire, he's a wolf in cowboy's
clothing.
    I look over at Locke
again. I'm just having some fun.
    Trevor inhales to speak
again and Cole leans forward, putting his hand over Trevor's mouth,
“Wise men speak because they have something to say; Fools
because they have to say something.” He surprises me with a
Plato quote. My stare is unrelenting; awaiting a real answer, I quirk
my eyebrow to taunt him.
    When he doesn't respond
to my question I bite at his comment. “Did you just drop
Plato?”
    “I did.” He
nods once, leaving his head down for a moment and letting his blond
hair fall over his ears and eyes.
    My whole face brightens
at the prospect of him actually being an intellectual. I don't really
get that with the boys. “I'm impressed.”
    “Don't be. He
probably read that from a fortune cookie on the way over,” Tor
says flatly, then awaits everyone's reaction.
    “Wouldn't that be
Confucius?” Rabbit scratches his head.
    “Real knowledge
is to know the extent of one's ignorance.” Cole smiles smugly
at Tor, then watches for my reaction.
    “Was that
Confucius?” Rabbit asks.
    “Yes, it was,”
I confirm, then exchange an impressed glance with Cole. He winks at
me and takes another long drag from his cigarette. “I am
capable of speaking for myself, just rarely when Trevor is around and
there's a pretty girl nearby.” He looks directly at Lili when
he says that last part. Huh.
    I sip my drink,
pondering that last move far longer than I ever should.
    “Is your glass
empty?” Cole asks, watching me tip the cup all the way back.
    “It is.”
    “Allow me.”
He puts his hands on the armrests to stand.
    “No, that's okay.
I'm capable of getting my own drink.” I go to get up and Locke
stops me.
    “But you should
never have to.” Locke takes my glass. “What were you
drinking?”
    “The usual.”
I offer a smug smile, knowing that Locke totally just blocked Cole
out of getting my drink.
    “Diet Coke?”
    “You know me so
well, number one.” I close my eyes and nod dramatically.
    Locke bows and heads
for the kitchen, but Cole grabs my cup from him on the way by. “I've
got it.”
    I shake my head,
rolling my eyes.
    When Cole returns he
hands me the cup. “Let me know if this is to your liking.”
    “What is it? A
mint julep?” I lay on the fakest Southern accent I can muster.
    “No, but it's
blue,” he says, handing it to me.
    I take a sip and it's
super sweet and delicious. “It's okay. Thank you.”
    The night progresses
with many stories from all the boys, escapades back in high school.
Then there is a plethora of stories regarding Cole's many conquests.
    Tor finishes telling
one story and the laughter is still going strong at the punch line.
I'm a little disgusted that this is all at the expense of some poor
girl who thought she was getting a boyfriend, when in fact she was
only getting screwed. Literally.
    “I didn't care
that you guys caught me. I just wanted to make sure y'all didn't tell
anyone I was screwing a three!” Cole defends.
    I shake my head, now
completely disgusted.
    As the night goes on,
the crowd dwindles down. I prefer it when the party is wolf-borne,
hunters, and sympathizers. Lili is the only one left that isn't in
the know, and she's all but passed out. “Hey, why don't you go
up to my room and get some sleep?”
    She yawns. “Yeah,
I think that's a good idea. Will you be up in a few?”
    “Yeah, I may go
down to my office, but I'll be up soon.” I put my hand on her
wrist and get up. I walk to the opposite end of the porch so I can
make a discrete exit and hop over the railing while the boys are
still enthralled with walking down memory lane.