Foxy on the Run: Book One, Supernatural Bounty Hunters Novellas by E A Price Read Free Book Online Page A

“Attempted kidnapping eh? Maybe we ought to teach you a lesson.”
    Jackson and his wolf were now snarling. There wasn’t much point in arguing, not that Jackson would have, these guys were angling for a fight and it was going to happen no matter what. These were the guys who were too brutal to make it into the police force, so instead they took their violent natures out on pickpockets and drug pushers who hang around the bus station.
    Jackson grunted at the bear. “Fuck you! I’d like to see you try wide load.”
    The bear roared in fury and lunged at him. Jackson pushed Carly out of harm’s way and went down under the weight of the huge bear. They rolled around the ground wrestling. The bear was a lousy fighter, preferring to rely on size and strength. Luckily Jackson was a good fighter. He had to be, growing up in his pack .
    The bear flailed around trying to get Jackson in a head lock but the wolf was too fast. Jackson gave him a few short punches to the kidneys before slamming his knee into the bear’s stomach. The bull edged around them keen to get into the fray but worried about hurting his partner.
    Finally at seeing the bear coming down on the losing side of the fight he rammed a taser toward them. Jackson dodged it and instead the taser made contact with the bear. The bull’s eyes went wide as his friend juddered and drooled.
    “Jesus! Shit! Christ!” Yelled the bull dropping the taser. It was the first time he’d used it; it was brand new out of the box that day!
    Furious the bull threw himself over the other two men ; they were a tangle of arms and legs twisting together. A third security guard ran in and groaning began trying to pull them apart.
    Carly cast Jackson a look of regret before grabbing her backpack and slinking out of the bathroom. She hurried through the bus station to the exit, keeping her head down. Thanks to him she’d missed her bus, and now he would be looking for her at all the bus stations. Damnit how had he found her so easily? Still, he wasn’t exactly having a good time of it right now...
    She felt bad, really she did. She didn’t actually want Jackson to get beat up, but her life was at stake here! Her beast yowled in fury at her as she quickly made her way back to the motel. Maybe one day she could find a way to make it up to him...

Chapter Six
    Jackson scowled as the bear and bull smirked at him. Two hours they’d been holding him. Two long fucking hours. God only knows where Carly was by now!
    The security guards quickly turned their expressions blank , to match their brains thought Jackson nastily, when their boss entered the room. Jackson was being held in their generously named ‘control room’. It was a dingy windowless room with a few flickering monitors, some fold up chairs and a mini fridge.
    Their boss Aaron was significantly smaller than the two monsters in his employ but they were terrified of him nonetheless, and rightly so. He was a witch. Luckily one who belonged to the same circle as Alma otherwise things could have been a lot worse.
    Jackson had been beating the two monsters when he had noticed Carly slinking away. Man and wolf were enraged that she was getting away again and he was distracted. It was then that the witch blasted him with a spell and knocked him out.
    The wolf was whining about losing Carly again. Jackson was just mad as hell .
    If he wasn’t so mad he would actually laugh. She was a lot more slippery and had a lot more ingenuity than he gave her credit for. Either that or he really was just a lot dumber than he realized. In his defense ever since he met her there really had been insufficient blood in his head, it had migrated south and seemed to be there to stay...
    When he came to he had found himself handcuf fed to the radiator waiting Aaron’s decision on what to do with him. He had found Jackson’s bounty hunter license and decided that he must be telling the truth. That being said Aaron was still pretty pissed about the fight.
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