Deuce (Swamp Desires Book 1) by Caissy Boudreau Read Free Book Online

now I am not so sure what way that is going to be just yet.
    Those gators are here for a reason also. I need to wait this out and see what happens. I have a feeling that the guy the woman is with is going to try to kill her. Minutes tick by and the guy teases and taunts her with her death. The poor thing. She has to be scared out of her mind right now.
    I watch as the gators inch closer and closer to the bank. One of them is right underneath the water at the bank’s edge. He is waiting patiently. The one that is the furthest away is staring at me. Merde ! I have been spotted. Oh well. There is nothing I can do about it now. They are not worried about me, because if they were, that one gator would be coming my way and he is not.
    The guy goes to the trunk and retrieves an axe and thrashes it right next to the woman on the ground. This guy is asking for it. If the gators do not kill him, then I will rip him to pieces. I cannot stand anyone who comes here to the swamp to carry out their evil deeds. It just fucking pisses me off so badly. Why bring someone to the swamp, just to kill them? Why not kill them somewhere else? Stupid people make no sense to me. I could never kill another human being as long as I live. It goes against everything I believe in. I cannot watch another person suffer at the hands of a sadistic killer. The only exception to that rule is if someone is trying to kill me.
    The man raises the axe again, but as he is lowering it down, the gator closest to the bank rises out of the water and lunges for him. The woman stumbles out of the way and hides behind the car. She is watching the massive twenty foot white alligator tear that man to pieces. She is laughing at him. I watch in awe as the two other gators emerge from the water and finish the guy off. I run over to the woman and push up against her in an attempt to get her moving away from here. She needs to get as far away as possible.
    When I am in wolf form, my size if different from a regular wolf. I am the size of a tiger. I nudge the woman some more until she realizes that I want her to get on my back so I can get her out of here. I look back toward the bank and see the gators have shifted back into human form. Oh my god. The man I saw this morning eyeing my houseboat is one of them. He is extremely handsome. In fact, they are all very attractive men.
    I can tell instantly that they are brothers; they all have that same look in their facial features that gives it away. Wow, just wow. The woman finally gets on my back, and she holds onto my fur at my neck so she does not fall. She wraps her legs around my torso to keep on my back. I know some of the terrain we will be traveling in a few minutes is rough.
    I watch as they gather closer together. They are talking amongst themselves. They are talking about what to do with the car. I hear the one mention seeing me, but he does not say anything else. I decide it is time to get the woman out of here before we are discovered by the gator boys. I slowly creep away from the scene. I am being as quiet as I can so they do not hear me. Once I am away from them, I gather up my strength and head in the direction of the main road. The main road is about five miles or so from here. I need to get her there so a passerby can pick her up and take her to safety.
    I hope to one day come into contact with that gator boy. I feel that they are on the same mission as me. We could possibly work together. When the man was hitting the woman, I could see the compassion in their eyes. It was killing them just waiting there until the right moment. But, they stopped him from killing her. The things he was telling her were just awful. He was hateful man, and I am glad that the gators ate him up and he is no more. Those gators would be a nice ally. I wonder if they know that supernatural family that lives in that plantation style house up the road from here. I have not met that family yet, but I can feel their power from my