Werewolf Academy Book 5: Lost (24 page)

“Hey!” her date replied as he returned with a cup of punch.

“Did you bring me one?” she asked.

“No,” he replied, sounding confused.

The girl gave a dramatic sigh and the others girls laughed.

“They require a bit of training,” she explained.

Cassie set her hand on Tennison’s. “Some werewolves are gentlemen, I have to admit. Tennison took me on a moonlit walk through the forest the other night. It was romantic.”

The other girls around her peppered her with questions.

“I guess things are going well,” Alex told Siale, leading her to a seat.

“Better than we hoped,” she replied with a smile that filled her eyes.

“I’ll go get you some punch.”

“Be careful.” At his questioning look, she said, “I’ve heard drinks get spiked at dances like this. Use your nose.”

He chuckled. “You’re probably the only girl telling her guy to use his nose.”

He made his way through the crowd with the sound of students laughing and mingling filling his ears.

“How are things going?” Nikki asked from near the concessions table.

“Great,” Alex told her. “Everyone seems to be having a good time.”

“Thanks to you,” Jaze said. “You did a good job.”

Alex smiled at the dean’s praise.

He was reaching for two cups of punch when Jaze said, “Your friend Officer Dune is patrolling out back. He said to send you by to say hello if you get the chance.”

“Will do,” Alex promised. He reached for the drinks again, then paused. Instinct tickled at the back of his mind. On impulse, Alex turned toward the door.

“Is everything okay?” Jaze asked.

Alex nodded. “Just figured I would say hello now.” He stepped through the door and made his way down the hallway that echoed the commotion of the dance just beyond.

Alex shoved open the closest door and stepped out into the cool night air. Making his way silently along the school wall, Alex paused at the corner. He could make out the form of Officer Dune standing alone behind the building.

He walked up to the officer with a smile. “I heard you wanted to talk to me, Officer Dune?”

The officer turned at the sound of Alex’s voice. He gave a small smile. The sound of a silenced gun being fired met Alex’s ears the same time that something buried into his chest, forcing him back a few steps with the impact. Alex looked down and his eyes widened at the sight of a strange dart protruding from the front of his tuxedo. He glanced up and saw a gun in the officer’s hand.

“Sorry, Alex. Money talks,” Officer Dune said.

About the Author

Cheree Alsop has published over 25 books, including two series through Stonehouse Ink. She is the mother of a beautiful, talented daughter and amazing twin sons who fill every day with joy and laughter. She is married to her best friend, Michael, the light of her life and her soulmate who shares her dreams and inspires her by reading the first drafts and giving much appreciated critiques. Cheree is currently working as an independent author and mother. She enjoys reading, riding her motorcycle on warm nights, playing with her twin boys while planning her next book, and rocking out as the bass player of her husband’s band.

Cheree and Michael live in Utah where they rock out, enjoy the outdoors, plan great adventures, and never stop dreaming.

You can find Cheree’s other books at
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