Her Mated Shifter by September Stone EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: September Stone
- Language: English
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I didn’t take my time stretching before I left the apartment. I ran a
half-marathon last month; I know better. But tonight, the need to
outpace my problems overrides the healthy dose of common
sense I am sorely missing. The moon rises overhead, but I am wide awake.
Everyone outside of Grayrock City believes these woods are haunted. It’s
how I know I will be the only person on the trail tonight. I don’t care if I run
into any number of supernatural creatures. That’s how upsetting my dreams
have been lately.
I need to tire myself out before trying to sleep tonight, so I
aimed for the big mountain on the other side of Grayrock City that butts up to
the ocean and started jogging. Of course, I’m not stupid enough to jog
through the city that’s brimming with magic. That would be nuts. I’ll just go
near it by running through the forest that encircles the hidden city that the
non-magic world isn’t supposed to know about.
Running shorts, sports bra, headlamp, water bottle, and trainers. That’s all
I need to get some distance from my apartment that hasn’t felt restful for a
If my mother were still alive, she would shriek her displeasure if she saw
me venturing into the thick of the trees that encircle Grayrock City. Even
though it was her home before she had me, she hates this place and forbade
me to ever go there.
Good old Fern.
But Fern’s not here anymore, and for some reason, my legs burn to bring
me into the woods I’ve been seeing in my dreams.
My lungs ache as I take a deep breath of the chilly late summer air.
Lughnasad—a time of both hope and fear—my mother would have reminded
me. It’s the time of year when the shifters are more active, searching for
mates among their kind.
Combine that with the vampires’ proclivity for coming out after the sun
sets, and I know the rumors about the forest being haunted are only rumors to
the non-magical folk. They live off the promise that something devious lurks
beyond these woods, worse than the murders that stalk the front pages.
Not that I consider myself part of the magical community. I’m not sure
I’m a member of the non-magic citizens, either. I don’t live in Grayrock City,
but rather on the fringes of their covens and packs. It’s hard to pretend to be
normal when my mother’s magic burns in my blood this time of year.
Though I don’t practice witchcraft and I can’t brew a potion to save my life,
my fingers itch to pick herbs. I want to at least be nearer to nature this time of
year, even if I inherited none of the great Fern Moon’s magic.
Brushes whip past me, some clawing at my arms as I try to push out the
sound of wolves howling in the distance, their piercing cries more audible the
further into the woods I traverse.
My watch vibrates, so I hold my arm as steady as I can to check the alert I
set for myself.
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