Wolf Creek Ghosts (Texas Pack 3) (Wolf Creek Werewolf Shifters) by Jo Ellen Read Free Book Online Page B

had to deal with an evil spirit.”
    Devlin encouraged her to drink her milk. “I’ll take care of you, don’t worry. I’ve dealt with all kinds of evil, and they always want one thing, more power. I’ve had all night to think about this. If we cut off his power, then he’s helpless.”
    “But how do we do that?”
    “That’s where Jack comes in. When I get you home, we need to find out just what he’s capable of.” Devlin looked around the room. “I haven’t heard him since last night. Do you know where he goes?”
    Olivia scrunched her eyes trying to think. “Not really, no. He pops in and out. I never asked where he goes when he’s not with me. I mean, we don’t have that kind of relationship. I’m not his keeper.”
    Niall showed up with the doctor, and they were quickly checked out. Devlin knew being the brother of their alpha made things easier. Once James had given him his instructions on her care, he wheeled her to where Niall was parked and waiting for them.

Chapter 4
    Devlin settled Olivia on the couch in the great room since she refused to lie down in a bed. He was worried as she quietly stared off into space instead of joining in the conversation. He reached up to stroke her hair back from her face. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
    Her lips quirked slightly, “I’m fine Devlin, just a slight headache. My arm feels much better now that it’s back in place, and the sling helps. I’m having trouble wrapping my head around all of this. And I do mean everything.”
    Devlin put his arm around her and pulled her close, tucking her under his arm. “Understandable. If you’re up for it, we’d like to know more about Jack.”
    “I’ve told you everything I know. He’s like an amnesia patient, he only remembers the rodeo.”
    “That’s an interesting thought,” Rafe said. “Do you lose your memories after death?”
    “I need to research what happens after death. I know there’ll be a lot of unusable information, but I’ll weed through that and see what I can find out,” Devlin said, rising. “I’ll be in my office love, right down the hallway. Yell if you need anything.”
    Lisa rose and patted her knee. “Stay right there while I make us some lunch and rest. No need rehashing everything again, we won’t know anything more until Jack shows up.”
    Olivia leaned her head back against the sofa as Rafe and Niall left. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep. She jerked awake suddenly when she saw Jack in her dreams with a gun in his hand.
    Lisa was placing a tray down on the table in front of her when she opened her eyes. “I saw Jack and he had a gun.”
    Lisa’s eyes widened. “Really? Hold that thought. I’m going to get Devlin.” She picked up the tray and put it in her lap. “Start eating,” she ordered playfully.
    * * *
    Jack slammed through the saloon doors, chasing the spirit responsible for hurting Olivia. He found the killer standing in the middle of the road, waiting for him.
    “Hi Jack.” He grinned evilly. “Welcome to my world.”
    Jack recognized him from the rodeo where he’d met Olivia. Scenes flashed through Jack’s head, too fast for him to comprehend. He saw himself at different rodeos and each time he was watching this fiend. “Willie,” he murmured.
    Why the hell was I following this guy across the state? He wondered. He wished he could remember his life beyond the rodeo.
    “I’m kinda sick of seeing you everywhere I go. But at least I did manage to bring you into the afterlife with me.” Willie smirked.
    Jack’s world reeled. Had he been killed by this psycho, along with those women?
    Anger filled him, angry that he couldn’t remember what happened, and angry that this guy could continue to hurt people. Where was the justice? Wasn’t everyone accountable in the afterlife? He flashed back to a long forgotten memory where, as a child he’d sat in a tent sweltering as the preacher raved on about going to Hell because he was a sinner.
    Jack