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“Don’t,” I snapped, shaking my head as I turned to glare at Trevor. “Just…don’t.”
“Anyway, about three years ago he was driving home from whatever bar he’d stopped at after work and wrapped his car around a tree. It killed him instantly.”
Honestly, I still wasn’t sure how I felt about that. When the cop had been explaining it to us, I think he believed he was helping by telling us Dad hadn’t suffered. But maybe I’d have felt better if I knew that he did. At least for a little while.
“Jesus,” Trevor hissed as he reached out to cover one of my paws with his. “Is that when you moved to Fayshore?”
“No,” I said. “We moved here after I was attacked.”
He looked at me expectantly, but that wasn’t a story I was ready to share. No one knew the whole truth about that night, and I didn’t plan on ever changing that.
For a moment I thought he was going to push me about it, but then his ears perked up and his head snapped around toward the woods.
“What is boy?” I asked. “Did Timmy fall in a well?”
“There’s something out there,” he said before emitting a low growl that seemed to make the ground beneath us quake from its force. “Stay here.”
He jumped to his feet and took off, and I followed hot on his tail.
I had no idea what he sensed, and if he’d managed to trick me into chasing rabbits I was going to kick his furry ass. But there was no way I was letting him leave me behind.
We crashed through the woods together, our paws pounding against the earth as twigs snapped and rocks scattered. Whatever we were chasing had to know we were there, because we were making enough noise to raise the dead.
I skidded to a stop, my heart pounding as I watched Trevor continue to run until he was out of my line of sight.
It had suddenly occurred to me that living in a town full of monsters and chasing after something I didn’t know anything about was probably incredibly stupid and dangerous.
If Trevor wanted to be stupid, he could go ahead. But I was going to head back to the meadow and wait for him like he’d told me to. I’d chased enough trouble for one lifetime.
Hell, chasing trouble was what had gotten me into this situation in the first place.
I turned around and stared at the trees, realizing I had absolutely no idea where I was. Glancing down at the broken tree limbs littering the ground, I decided I could just do my best to follow our path of destruction back.
Fayshore wasn’t that big, so it wasn’t like I could really get too lost.
I’d walked maybe a few hundred yards when I felt the ground beneath me give way and I fell…and fell…and fell, until my head slammed against the hard ground, and everything went dark.
Chapter Six
~Trevor~
I shuffled back to the house around eight the next morning, walking into the kitchen to find Carol and my dad drinking coffee at the table.
“Wow, what did you two get up to last night?” Dad asked, his gaze raking over me.
“There’s something out in the woods,” I said, heading straight toward the coffee maker to pour myself a cup before joining them and sitting down with a groan. “I chased it off our property and halfway across town before I lost the scent.”
“What is it?” Carol asked, her eyes wide.
“I’m not sure,” I admitted. “But it smells like pure evil.” I shuddered before taking a long sip of coffee. “Is Celia pissed at me for leaving her out there?”
“She’s not with you?” Carol asked sharply.
“No,” I answered slowly. “She turned back. I assumed she headed home without me when the sun came up.”
“She’s not in her room and I never heard her come in,” Carol said, getting to her feet and heading to the back door.
Dad and I followed, and we all ran out together.
