Logan's Rattler A. Jarrett (electronic reader .TXT) 📖

spoke. “Do you understand me? I say when we’re done, not you.”

Logan tried to swallow around the fear clogging his throat. He had never seen Rhett this angry before, and he had to admit to himself he was terrified at what the man might do.

“Logan, dear?” He turned his head to see Mrs. Parks standing in the doorway. “I called the sheriff and he’s on his way. He’s dying to try that special brew you made for me yesterday.” She gave the sweetest smile Logan had ever seen.

Rhett let go of him instantly. “This isn’t over.”

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With that, Rhett left the coffee shop. Logan slumped down into his chair as Leo came rushing out from the back.

“Are you okay?” Leo looked him over frantically.

“Yes.” He took a deep breath. “What did I ever see in that jerk?”

“Sweetie, don’t blame yourself.” Mrs. Parks rested a hand on his shoulder. “We all make mistakes. But if you go back to that shithead, I’m going to smack you so hard upside the head Leo over there is going to feel it.” He couldn’t hold back his laughter and neither could Leo.

Finn pulled into the parking lot and shut off the engine. It was only a quarter past six, but he couldn’t stay away. He just had to see his mate. After the battle last night, he needed the reassurance that Logan was safe. He also welcomed the comfort only his mate could give him.

Just thinking about the grueling fight he and the other warriors had gone through the previous night had him taking pause. Finn along with the other warriors had a false sense of security after the first battle in thinking they had protected Astrid, only to have him taken from right under their noses a few hours later. Astrid’s biological father had kidnapped the little fairy and left no clues as to where he had taken the young man. Everyone, including Astrid, had no idea his long-lost father was the son of a high-ranking council member looking not only to take over the Council of Paranormal Beings but also to destroy the Warriors of the Light. And according to what Ben had briefed them on, Astrid was to be used as a weapon of mass destruction.

Pushing work to the back of his mind for the time being, Finn climbed out of his car and headed down the sidewalk toward L&L

Coffee Stop. All his worries faded away with every step he took

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closer to his mate. After only two days Logan was a soothing balm to his weary soul.

The wind picked up, and a strange scent filled his senses. It was a woodsy smell mixed with the aroma of dried leaves. Shifter! Finn stopped in midstep and looked around him. Nothing struck him as out of the ordinary, so he continued forward.

Just as he came to the coffee shop entrance, a man stepped up onto the sidewalk. Finn met the man’s hard stare. The man was tall and built like a pro wrestler. If Finn wasn’t a paranormal himself, he would have been afraid of the man standing before him. His blond hair and bright blue eyes disguised the stranger’s true nature.

“Hello there, friend,” Finn greeted the man. “Can I help you?”

“That all depends,” the stranger answered back.

Finn narrowed his eyes at the man. “On what?”

“On who exactly you are here to see.” The man stepped closer to Finn, invading his personal space. “If you answer wrong, then you and I are going to have a huge problem, shifter.”

Finn barked out a laugh. “Now ain’t that the pot calling the kettle black, wolf?”

“I smelled you on him,” the man sneered down at him. Spittle sprayed on his face. “He’s mine.”

Before Finn thought better of it, he pushed the beast of a man away from him. Finn could only take so much before his aggression took over and he popped the guy with a nice left hook. “Think again, pal. I already mated with him, and you know the rules.” Finn gave the man a malicious grin. “By the way, who the fuck are you?”

The man didn’t answer. He came at Finn again, and before he knew what was happening, the man shoved him up against the