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“Thank you, Faith,” Serendipity said. “I will be moving in with you tonight.”
Faith rolled her eyes, and Nana cackled. “That’s what happens when you take sides; enjoy old salty’s meowing.”
True looked uneasy. “Did you find out anything more about what the ghost wants?” she asked, hoping they could get this whole thing behind them faster than if Nana wasn’t here.
“I found out he can only speak in riddles or chooses to,” Nana replied.
A loud crash came from somewhere outside, followed by a long yelp that sent Amy rushing towards the front window. “Not out here.”
They all raced for the back door and the guesthouse. Strangely enough, Evie led the race to find out what had happened. She hit the backdoor and pushed through, getting halfway to the guesthouse before another crash signalled they were in the right place.
Parker hightailed it out of the house and hit the brakes when he saw the witches heading in his direction. “Ghost!” he exclaimed, hooking a thumb back over his shoulder at the building.
“Whoops,” Nana said, a sparkle of mischief in her eyes. “I forgot to warn you about that when you barrelled in this morning and interrupted my breakfast tea.”
Parker looked at the woman as if she was a fungus that he couldn’t identify. “You knew?”
“We all knew,” True said. “Apart from Evie, she didn’t attend the meeting this morning.” She offered him a teasing smile.
Parker straightened and eyed the elder. “Why is there a ghost in the damn house?”
“Because we didn’t want that scaredy cat reaction happening in the bar,” Faith offered back, mocking him with a grin.
“Scared…?” Parker bit down on his annoyance. “I was ambushed, surprised…”
“Pooped your pants,” Amy said, snickering.
Parker rumbled a growl of annoyance, and his beast agreed. Fear was not a thing that he could show in front of his mate. “Surprised,” he stated again, this time more forcefully.
Evie couldn’t help the amusement that washed through her in waves. “So, you have no problem going back in?”
Parker’s mouth worked, but for the moment, no sound came out. His eyes locked and held on to his mate, and he felt the challenge to his very bones. “Nope,” he lied. He had a big problem with ghosts; they weren’t natural, and he didn’t think you could punch them in the face.
“Great,” Evie said, clapping her hands and shrugging. “Everyone back to work.”
Amy snorted a chuckle. “Do you need Nana to go in with you, Parker?” Mischief danced in her eyes and riled him.
“I do not,” he sneered. But the fact remained, there was a ghost in that house, and he didn’t know if it was friendly or not – he also didn’t want to find out. Fighting a man or a vampire was fine, but how do you fight something that isn’t physically there?
Nana eyed him for a long moment. “Come on, tough guy,” she said. “I’ll introduce you to Misty.”
“That’s his name?” True asked, frowning.
Nana’s eyebrows went up with her shoulders. “He only speaks in riddles; I have no idea what his name is, so it’s Misty until I know different.”
True shook her head. “I don’t think he’ll like it.”
Nana chuckled. “Nobody asked him to appear, so he can lump it.”
Parker didn’t look exactly pleased to return to the guesthouse, but what could he do? Nana was heading for the door, and he had no choice but to follow.
“Hey, Parker,” Faith called. “Don’t lose your head.”
Parker stumbled over his feet but regained his stride as the sound of witches chuckling threw big rocks at his ego and pride. How would he woo his mate if she thought he was scared of a ghost? He needed to pull himself together.
This was witch territory, and he needed to wolf up if he was going to play in their backyard.
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