“Youguys. There’s a whole-ass person out there. How do you not see her?”
“Lo,” I said softly. “There’s no one there.”
She turned desperately to Caden and he could only nod.
“But…” She focused back on the window, her eyes locked onsomethingout there. “I see her.”
Logan moved to open the patio door, and Caden locked a hand on her wrist. “You can’t go out there.”
“What if she needs help?”
“You’re the one who toldmenot to go,” I said. “What happened to ‘if you think you see something in the trees, no you don’t’?”
Logan bit her lip and I was immediately thankful for the pillow obscuring my dick. I slipped into my smallest form and wove through her ankles.
Open the door for me. I’ll check it out.
I didn’t want to, but I wanted her going out there even less.
She cracked the door open and I slunk through, walking gingerly to the edge of the deck. I still didn’t see a damn thing. I lifted my nose to the air, sniffing out anything weird, but there was only pine and earth. The wrongness that had been hunting us wasn’t here. Even so, I was still hesitant to go any further.
Is she still there?
“Yep.”
I didn’t like that I couldn’t see what she did. A ripple of cool air washed over me and my fur puffed out like a pom-pom.
The glass slid open and Logan stepped outside, scooping me into her arms.
“Hey!” she snapped. “Quit scaring him.”
Caden had his arm around her waist, trying to pull us both inside.
I clung to her, claws digging into her arm as Caden hoisted us away from the patio. He locked the doors, closed the curtains, and went to the kitchen to dig out a salt shaker from the cupboards. While he sprinkled the ground along the door, Logan held me cuddled to her chest.
I can’t believe you yelled at a ghost.
“Is that what it was?”
Not a fucking clue. I bumped her chin with my head.You’re a badass, Lo.
She scratched my ears and I melted into her touch, my purr vibrating through me.
Magic fingers.
I squawked as Caden scooped me up by the belly, lifted me off, and dropped me onto the floor.
Caden eyed me.Stop it.
“I wish we had more than salt,” Logan said.
“We have more in the trunk, but no one is going out there to get it. This is better than nothing.” Caden paced the cabin and I snuck back to Logan since she was nervously picking at her cuticles. I could think of much better ways to work out nervous energy. She pet me without even looking, her hands too in the habit of responding to something warm and fluffy nearby. Caden glared at me, but didn’t come to toss me this time. He double- and triple-checked the locks, not that they would do much against a ghost.
If you want me to do guard duty tonight, I’ll need to get some sleep first.
Caden nodded.
I wasn’t keen on running forever. We needed to find someone who could tell us what the fuck was following us.