Chapter FOUR

Carter had spent the better part of the day calling and visiting restaurants within a sixty-mile radius of the lodge, trying to get someone to take on the impossible job he’d offered them. But catering a Shifter event was a huge to do. He knew it, and all the supernaturally run establishments he’d talked to knew it.

No one seemed to have the time or the desire to take on the affair. But Carter was no quitter, and he sure as fuck was not gonna tuck tail and run. Somehow, he found himself back at Any Time Eats.

The diner of his youthful summers and holiday vacations had undergone an entire remodel. He was impressed with the rustic design and charming dining tables with their large, Shifter-sized chairs. It was a fair cry better from the worn vinyl booths and cracked linoleum floors that used to be there.