CARSON WATCHED HER WALK out the door, feeling trapped, with no way out. He didn’t like the idea of staying locked away. He knew this wasn’t his town; wasn’t even a normal town. It was full of supernatural beings with powers and gifts he couldn’t even imagine. Yet, he was never one to back down from a fight, and this fight had his life on the line. There wasn’t any way he would sit this out and permit Misha to fight his battle. Fate had brought him to Black Hollow for a reason, and he refused to lie down for the count.
Zeus barked, the dog’s tail wagging as he kept hopping up and down on Carson’s leg.
Absently, he reached down and scratched behind the animal’s ear, his gaze still riveted to the door. Killian wasn’t the one he needed to find. It was Bernson. Yet, he had only seen him as a
