Beautiful Creatures Series

Chapter 36: 14

Gordon was cleaning up from his last customer when he heard the door chime announcing someone’s entrance. He put down the bottles of ink he was putting away and walked around the corner to the front room. He greeted the man on the other side of the counter. He was dressed in a fine suit. He looked like one of those arrogant stuffy business types with his polished wingtip shoes and Ken doll hair cut. This man was a typical douche, not the kind of people that usually came walking into his shop.

“Can I help you?”

“Yes, I’m lost.”

“And where are you going?”

“I’m looking for a man. He goes by the name of Darrell Savage. He’s a general contractor.”

“Yeah, I know who he is.”

“Right, well, I was told he lives in Feral, but I don’t see any houses, just businesses.”

“Right,” Gordon said, staring at this man. He sensed this guy might be trouble.

“Could you tell me how to get to his place?”

“Well, that depends.”

“Oh, what?”

“Why are you looking for him?”

“Why does it matter?”

“Well, you see, we take care of our own here in Feral. We don’t like strangers. You, my friend, are a stranger. I’m not going to tell you how to find Darrell until I know why you want to find Darrell.”

“It is private business.”

“Nothing is private in Feral.”

“look, if you are not going to tell me where to find him, I’m just going to go down the street and ask someone else,” the man snarled.

Gordon smiled. He knew no one would tell this man anything. The protection of the pack was absolute. No matter their differences, they would never turn on each other. “You go ahead and do that,” the man snarled and stormed out. The door chimed as he exited. Gordon took out his cellphone and called Darrell.

“What’s up, Gordon?” Darrell answered chipper. He must have known who was calling, thanks to caller ID.

“Some douche bag business guy was just here. He’s looking for you.”

I work for so many spoiled douchebags. You will have to be more specific.”

brown hair, dark eyes, kind of looks like

got to

“Nigel?”

“Katelyn’s ex.”

that woman’s name. “Katelyn?

guess I’m not as done as I thought I

“Damn it,

with this guy. I’m on my way,” the line went dead. Gordon tucked his smartphone into his pocket and headed for the door. He was locking up early because he had a feeling the shit was going to hit the fan.

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down the street to the local grocery store. Darrell had to eat, and it was a fair bet that he probably bought his food here. There was a good possibility that one of the employees

instinctively ran his hands through his hair and over his suit, making sure he looked his best. “Can I help

I’m looking for…?” He paused in thought. Why did he come in here again? Oh right. “I’m

“Where you headed?”

Savage’s home. Could you point me in

“I could.”

in silence for a moment. “So?” He asked,

said I could. Not

“Why not?”

to know where he

“We are friends.”

“I highly doubt that.”

“Why?”

tell him a secret. “Because you aren’t his type.”

but mouthy. “You

Feral. I assure

that a

she smiled

followed by Katelyn of all people. Darrell came around the front of his truck. “I have a bone to pick with you,” Nigel growled at Darrell. Before Darrell could reach him, Katelyn got to him first. She balled up her fist and punched him

slut? You are the one fucking the whole town behind my back. God, I don’t know what I ever saw

of my face,”

handle someone pointing out that you are a lying sack of….” Nigel swung his arm, slapping Katelyn across the face so hard she fell to the ground from the

and Nigel took a cautious step back. He snarled, and Nigel saw fangs. Nigel began to back away. “What the hell are you?” He breathed as he looked around at the people who had come out of the buildings to watch

name from the Tattoo shop. Like all the others, his eyes were glowing, and he smiled, showing off a pair of fangs like the other. “If I

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