and where our fears come into play,” Noah finished his drink in one gulp, and then went to the table that had more drinks and refilled his glass. “She told the police that this animal transformed into a man right before her eyes. Of course, they don’t believe that part really. They think the trauma has affected her.”
“What kind of trauma?”
“Raped, and most brutally I might add, and for a long period of time. When finished, she said the man went back to the animal and then it attacked her. Jonah, flesh was ripped from her body. They don’t know if she’ll make it with the loss of blood.”
“Jesus,” Jonah sighed. He rubbed his face and went over to the liquor table. He poured himself a large drink and downed it, welcoming the burn. “Who do the families think it might be?”
“Well Ghost’s name was brought up.”
“That’s bullshit!” Jonah snapped.
“He does live out there alone.”
“Only because of his family. And you know he’s a white jag, right? You just said a jag attacked her, so that shows right there it’s not Ghost. No one connects jaguars with the color white.”
“Needless, I told the others that you will go out and speak with him. Maybe he knows of this rogue, and that is what they are calling him.”
“I doubt Ghost knows anything. He keeps to himself.”
“Doesn’t matter. You go now.”
“Now?” Jonah didn’t bother with hiding his shock. “I can’t go right now. Alesha is here and she still doesn’t understand everything.”
“That’s going to have to wait. This is more important.”
“The hell it is!” Jonah snapped this time. “She’s important to me.”
“I think you mistake me son,” Noah’s eyes narrowed on Jonah. “This wasn’t a request. You are to go and speak with Ghost and I’m going to talk with the others. Jonesy will make sure she stays put.”
To make his point as always, Noah just walked away from Jonah, leaving him alone in the room. Gritting his teeth, Jonah turned and stormed out. At the front door stood Jonesy with his jacket in hand. No expression crossed the man’s face. Jonah snatched his jacket from the outstretched hand, walking out the door. He didn’t bother with the use of a car. Ghost was deep in the woods. No car, truck, or jeep could get to him. Only way to get there was to walk. Ghost kept his home very secret. He always found Jonah, before Jonah found him.
* * * *
He stayed in the thick brush, watching the house, watching as first one left, and then not too much longer the older one walked out as well. Only one headed into the woods, the other slipped into the back of a car and pulled away.
He waited until all around stilled, then closed his eyes and sniffed long and slow. Oh he could smell her and she smelled so good. So fresh and so perfect, unlike the one he had last night.
Humans had such a taint about them, yet they helped to ease the needs that raced in his body. Needs that he refused to control. The rush of the attack was so addicting that he hungered for more. And from what he smelled right now, he knew this one would work to not only extend his pleasures, but draw out that bastard as well. The son would pay for the father’s sins.
In full jaguar, he came out of the brush and walked slowly towards the house. No crushing sound came from the thick padded feet and all the smaller animals that hung around went quiet. Fear filled the air, and it only added to his pleasure.
He paced back and forth in front of the porch, studying the layout and sensing his surroundings. Besides the female, all he smelled was another male.
With a snarl, he stopped his pacing, looked right at the door, backed up a bit and then charged at it. With all his strength and might, he busted through the door into the house. The male he knew was in the house came running out. With another snarl he lunged at him, closing his jaws on the
“What kind of trauma?”
“Raped, and most brutally I might add, and for a long period of time. When finished, she said the man went back to the animal and then it attacked her. Jonah, flesh was ripped from her body. They don’t know if she’ll make it with the loss of blood.”
“Jesus,” Jonah sighed. He rubbed his face and went over to the liquor table. He poured himself a large drink and downed it, welcoming the burn. “Who do the families think it might be?”
“Well Ghost’s name was brought up.”
“That’s bullshit!” Jonah snapped.
“He does live out there alone.”
“Only because of his family. And you know he’s a white jag, right? You just said a jag attacked her, so that shows right there it’s not Ghost. No one connects jaguars with the color white.”
“Needless, I told the others that you will go out and speak with him. Maybe he knows of this rogue, and that is what they are calling him.”
“I doubt Ghost knows anything. He keeps to himself.”
“Doesn’t matter. You go now.”
“Now?” Jonah didn’t bother with hiding his shock. “I can’t go right now. Alesha is here and she still doesn’t understand everything.”
“That’s going to have to wait. This is more important.”
“The hell it is!” Jonah snapped this time. “She’s important to me.”
“I think you mistake me son,” Noah’s eyes narrowed on Jonah. “This wasn’t a request. You are to go and speak with Ghost and I’m going to talk with the others. Jonesy will make sure she stays put.”
To make his point as always, Noah just walked away from Jonah, leaving him alone in the room. Gritting his teeth, Jonah turned and stormed out. At the front door stood Jonesy with his jacket in hand. No expression crossed the man’s face. Jonah snatched his jacket from the outstretched hand, walking out the door. He didn’t bother with the use of a car. Ghost was deep in the woods. No car, truck, or jeep could get to him. Only way to get there was to walk. Ghost kept his home very secret. He always found Jonah, before Jonah found him.
* * * *
He stayed in the thick brush, watching the house, watching as first one left, and then not too much longer the older one walked out as well. Only one headed into the woods, the other slipped into the back of a car and pulled away.
He waited until all around stilled, then closed his eyes and sniffed long and slow. Oh he could smell her and she smelled so good. So fresh and so perfect, unlike the one he had last night.
Humans had such a taint about them, yet they helped to ease the needs that raced in his body. Needs that he refused to control. The rush of the attack was so addicting that he hungered for more. And from what he smelled right now, he knew this one would work to not only extend his pleasures, but draw out that bastard as well. The son would pay for the father’s sins.
In full jaguar, he came out of the brush and walked slowly towards the house. No crushing sound came from the thick padded feet and all the smaller animals that hung around went quiet. Fear filled the air, and it only added to his pleasure.
He paced back and forth in front of the porch, studying the layout and sensing his surroundings. Besides the female, all he smelled was another male.
With a snarl, he stopped his pacing, looked right at the door, backed up a bit and then charged at it. With all his strength and might, he busted through the door into the house. The male he knew was in the house came running out. With another snarl he lunged at him, closing his jaws on the
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