Chapter 80

Chapter 80

Ethan

The wild winds have already begun testing the roof's mettle, so after the hunt, I start gathering my tools to work on it. This storm's going to be a bitch. The clouds look like bloated cows, and every body of water has white-capped waves. Mother Nature's serving us up one whale of a weather front—for the millionth time this decade. We just can't catch a break around these parts.

"What are you doing?" Luna asks, watching me as I buckle on my tool belt.

"Gonna go make sure your pretty little house doesn't flood," I say,

smiling down at her. "Secure the shingles and add shutters to the windows." "Can I come?"

I open my mouth to say no, she'll ask too many questions and slow me down. But she stares up at me with her big pretty eyes, and my resolve crumbles. I just can't take it when she fixes me with those purple doe eyes. I can't bring myself to deny her anything her sweet little heart desires.