Daisy Madigan's Paradise by Suzy Turner Read Free Book Online

burgeoning anger at Jack she'd kicked a tree, knocking
it completely to the ground, realising that she also had, like
super human strength.
    What was going
on? Did it have something to do with the tattoo? Perhaps now she
was on her own, she should track down her dad and find out the
truth once and for all.
    But once she'd
made up her mind that she needed to do just that, something
happened.
    Every evening
before she called it a night, Daisy would walk around the grounds
of Abney park and just enjoy the peacefulness and the solitude in
the dim light of dusk. But that night proved to be quite
different.
    She could feel
it in the air, the sensation that she wasn't alone in the cemetery.
And it wasn't the ghosts or the animals in the undergrowth. This
was different. Her senses on full alert, Daisy was cautious to make
little noise as she walked slowly and carefully through the
gravestones, past the sleeping lion and beyond the numerous
headless statues of angels that were scattered among the trees.
    When she heard
a howl, she stopped dead in her tracks and listened intently, her
eyes skimming the area all around. The howl was followed by
laughter, and not the fun kind. She knew immediately that she was
dealing with a group. Her first instinct was to run but, not
knowing which direction they were coming from, she climbed the
nearest tree. Seconds later, she sat on a heavy branch, barely
breathing. She'd never even realised she was capable of climbing
trees and to do so at such speed shocked her. But she didn't have
time to think about that, she knew those people in the park were
bad news and she didn't want them to catch her.
    Silently
waiting, she barely took a breath as she watched the group grow
nearer.
    There were
four men, three women and two incredibly large dogs. As they
approached, Daisy bit her lip. They weren't dogs. They were wolves
and they were on to her scent, sniffing all around the area.
Fortunately, they seemed to lose interest and neither of them
looked upwards.
    A pretty girl
with long blonde dread-locked hair walked by the side of one of the
animals, occasionally stroking the soft black fur on its back
lovingly.
    The other
woman draped herself across a guy who wore black from head to toe.
His shoulder length black hair framed his handsome, yet pale and
gaunt face. It was clear that they all looked up to him. Suddenly,
the other beast howled loudly. Daisy watched in horror as his fur
seemed to loosen and break apart. She heard its bones seem to crack
beneath its skin and with her eyes wide open in terror, the wolf's
limbs lengthened, its jaw pulled inwards until standing beneath the
tree where she hid, stood a naked man.
    She placed her
hand over her mouth to stop the scream that threatened to pierce
the night sky. She gulped back the tears and shook her head. A
werewolf? They were real? Her imagination went wild as she began to
realise her world would never be the same again.
    'Get him some
clothes,' said their leader to the girl with the dreadlocks. She
smiled, temporarily appreciating the naked form that stood in front
of her. He grinned back at her and she licked her lips before
turning away and delving into the large holdall one of the others
had carried.
    She handed him
a pair of black jeans, black boots and a black t-shirt.
    Daisy watched
as he slowly dressed himself. As much as she was terrified,
curiosity took over. Apart from on TV, she'd never seen a naked man
before.
    Once dressed,
she noticed the other wolf continued to walk circles around the
group, occasionally walking a little further away to sniff the
perimeter. He was clearly keeping watch.
    Resting her
head against the tree trunk, Daisy's eyes grew tired. But she
forced herself to keep them open. She refused to fall asleep. Not
while this strange group remained underfoot.
    'Drake,' said
the brunette. 'We have company,' she snarled with a smile.
    Shocked and
scared half to death, Daisy caught her breath. Had they spotted
her?
    But it wasn't
her