Free Burkheart Witch Saga Book 2 by Christine Sutton Page A

wasn't even sure what this mess was.
    "It can't be him, can it?" he asked with a hopelessness threatening to overtake him.
    "He's dead. I watched him get shot in the desert. I watched the old lady's grandson head out with a shovel to bury him."
    "Did you see the burial?"
    "No, but…." She trailed off again, suddenly very unsure of what she actually knew to be true.
    "So it could be him."
    "It could be," she replied, feeling defeated.
    "Why would a werewolf send a silver rattle of all things?"
    "If you knew the special kind of arrogant dick Lou is, you'd know he would probably see it as a message. He’s telling us that he's not scared of anything, even silver."
    "I don't want you to be alone until we figure this out. Can you get Gus or Mooney to come and stay with you when I'm not here?"
    "Where are you going?" she asked, feeling like one of those weak women that she had always pitied.
    "I have to go out for the book signing on Monday. I can't cancel it, or else I would."
    Kayla had forgotten all about David's book signing. He had written a how-to book on organic gardening that was becoming really successful. When he tried to read it to her or tell her about it, she was bored to near unconsciousness, but he was trying to secure their future and she loved and respected him for that. She would never dream of denying him or standing in the way of his success.
    "Yeah, sorry. It slipped my mind with everything going on around here. I'm sure that one of them can stay with me. I'll call later and ask."
    "I'll only be gone for the night. I'll be back Tuesday afternoon," he tried to reassure her. "California is just such a huge market."
    "Yeah, honey, I know. I'll be fine. One of the guys will come and stay with me. No worries." She smiled what she hoped was a convincing smile. He returned one that was not so convincing at all.
    "If you don't want me to go, I'll cancel it."
    "No. Absolutely not. You can't put your life on hold because there might be a monster on the loose."
    "You could put a protection spell–"
    Kayla stopped him mid-sentence with a wave of her hand.
    "No magic. I don't want the baby exposed to anything that might be harmful. I functioned for thirty years without magic, so another month or so won't hurt."
    David could see that she had made up her mind and there would be no changing it.
    "Okay, just call Gus. Right away."
    "Yes, dear." She gave him a big smile, knowing he had let her win this little spat.
    "Well, dear , you call and I will pack." He got up from the chair, gave her a kiss on the lips, and then knelt down, putting both hands on her tummy. "Hi, my little man."
    "What if it's a girl? You are going to cause gender confusion!" She laughed, glad to be distracted by such normalcy.
    "Naw, if it's a girl, then I'll just teach her to like baseball and hate boys."
    "Go pack, Daddy."
    David kissed her again as he ran up the stairs to get his bags ready.
    Kayla picked up the cordless phone and dialed Gus's number.
    "Hey Gus! I need to ask a favor. What are you doing tomorrow night?"

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    H e had laughed , watching the little pigs scramble to clean up the message he had left. He didn't really believe in playing with his food, but this was so much fun!
    He could tell Kayla was terrified, and he loved it. Pigs tasted so much better when they were afraid.
    While the bitch pig, the pussy pig, and the little pig in a blanket slept in their bed, he had ripped that rabbit's head off with his bare hands. While he smeared the blood all over the sidewalk to leave them a message, he hadn't been able to stop himself from taking a long drink from its mutilated little body. It tasted so good that he had almost marched into the house and ate all three of them right then.
    Self-control had won out. He had simply left the message, knocked over the sad little straw hut and sat in the bushes to watch them scamper around. They had rushed in when they found the message and locked up the house as if that would do any damn good