Chelsea hunts again!
Chelsea and the rest of the hunters try to save Alex and Tiggy from the nightlings. The hunt is on!
Chelsea and the rest of the hunters try to save Alex and Tiggy from the nightlings. The hunt is on!
A light rain pattered on the gravel of the parking lot, but the whistling wind promised a storm. Chelsea leaned back in the seat of her car, studying the boarded windows of Boney’s haunt.
She’d been inside a handful of times before she’d decided not to hunt monsters. Dark, dirty, and usually full of surly hunters, it was the natural place to meet and discuss the reaver hunt.
With Amber back and in town and a hunt on the horizon, Chelsea has to make a decision. Is she a hunter or not?
It’s a new Chapter in the Chelsea Childling story: Chelsea and Amber.
Back at college, Chelsea is trying to forget about monster hunting, especially the parts of it regarding Jackson Hawk.
A new threat and an old friend might make that impossible.
Mama gave her rolling laugh. “You’re barely old enough to drink. Give yourself some time, and some slack. Now, do you have a young man?”
“Mama…”
“Or a young lady. I’m not making assumptions.”
Her vision reduced to a slim sliver, Chelsea ignored the shelves digging into her back and tried not to breathe loudly. As she stared into the darkness in the kitchen, doubt wormed into her stomach. It was all well and good to hide in here, but what, exactly, was her plan?
Chelsea killed the engine. The last thing she wanted was to run out of gas. She’d been tapped as the getaway driver.
So why aren’t they getting away?
Even worse, why was the house so still and quiet? No lights had snapped on, no signs of violence.
“It’s time, Chelsea.” The bright, white winter sun flared behind his back, leaving Jackson a dim outline in the doorway.
“Where’s your young man?”
Chelsea gasped and jumped at Sister Mary Clarence’s voice. She spun around, heart thumping. “You scared me, sister.”
“Obviously.”
Chelsea slid her hands up his arms. “Only one shot, Jackson?”
“Monsters aren’t known for their mercy.”