Witch of Christmas Past

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it did.
    We were buzzing along the Island Loop Road like nobody’s business when suddenly Ayden slammed on the brakes. If I hadn’t been wearing my seatbelt, I would have been slammed right into the back of Tim’s seat.
    While Ayden and Tim sat there staring, their mouths agape, I was trying to decide if I was actually seeing what I thought I was seeing.
    A naked man was standing in the road, but he wasn’t just any naked man. It was Elias, and he was showing off his full alpha splendor. Every muscle in his body appeared taut, as if he were ready to pounce on someone at any moment. He stared at us with the eyes of a predator, sizing up his prey.
    Every inch of him screamed alpha wolf.
    Scrambling out of the car, I darted up to him. “Elias! What are you doing in the middle of the road?”
    At first, all he did was stare at me. There was no recognition in his eyes, only wild hunger.
    “Elias!”
    Suddenly, he blinked rapidly and slowly his eyes changed. I saw the first spark of realization.
    Still dazed, he looked around, as if he were just now seeing where he was. “What happened?”
    “You tell me. We nearly hit you,” I told him, pointing to the black SUV behind me.
    He shook his head. “The last thing I remember I was out for a morning run.”
    By morning run, he meant he was out hunting in his wolf form.
    Ayden pulled over to the side of the road and killed the engine. Getting out, he walked around to the back of the SUV and grabbed one of the blankets he kept there for emergencies.
    “Do you need a ride somewhere?” Ayden asked, handing Elias the blanket.
    Elias quickly wrapped himself in the blanket, hiding his man parts. “I could use a ride … if you don’t mind.”
    I knew my boss. Although he was kind enough to offer a ride to a dazed and confused stranger, he definitely had another motive. No doubt Elias would be questioned during the ride.
    I was right. Almost as soon as Ayden pulled onto the road, he gazed at Elias in the rearview mirror. “Can you tell me what exactly you do remember?”
    Elias stared out the side window, seemingly reluctant to talk, and I knew why. He hated to talk about the wolf part of him.
    Finally, he sighed and focused his attention on Ayden’s reflection in the mirror. “I was out running and caught the scent of dead things. I recall following the scent, and then there was a sudden electrical storm. That’s the last thing I remember before waking up in the road.”
    Tim cranked his head around to stare at Elias, and then his eyes met mine. We were both thinking the same thing.
    There hadn’t been an electrical storm.
    True, the sky was covered with dark gray clouds. That wasn’t unusual for December, but there hadn’t been any lightning, at least none that I could recall.
    “Do you remember where you were when you noticed the electrical storm?” I asked.
    Again he shook his head. “Sorry … it’s all a blur right now.”
    His lack of memory was a little frustrating. I couldn’t shake the feeling that he might have seen something he wasn’t supposed to, and the end result was that they’d zapped his memory.
    But why would a perp bother with a wolf, unless they knew he was a werewolf. It was either that or something had triggered his transformation back to his human form.
    Maybe Annabelle had a spell that would help bring back his memory?

 
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    It only put us about a half hour behind to take Elias to the west side of the island, which was where Roseland Village was located. When we returned to the office, it was nearly time for lunch.
    Fortunately, I’d had a big breakfast because it would quickly become obvious that we weren’t going to get a lunch break.
    Reverend Chadwick, from the New Hope Christian Church was waiting for us when we returned. He was standing in the parking lot, his arms folded in front of him.
    The way he stood there stiff as a board, he reminded me of a statue. He was clearly upset, which was evident by the way he was glaring at us

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