Dead Man Running: Book Two - Supernatural Bounty Hunter Romance Novellas Read Online Free

surprised when Alma hopped out of Marcus’ car.  Noah practically drooled; she looked spectacular.  Carly frowned looking down at her own rounded body, what she wouldn’t give for Alma’s lithe frame.  She sneaked a glance at Jackson to see whether he was impressed by the leggy witch.  She was pleased to find he just looked pissed off.  She snuggled into his chest and, automatically, his arm slid round her waist, giving her a squeeze.  Yep, curves all the way for this wolf.
    Alma strode toward them with Marcus strolling behind in a black jogging suit.  Everything he wore was black.  Carly couldn’t imagine him in colors, if anything that might make him more terrifying.  She didn’t like snakes.  
    “Is it me, or are they walking in slow motion?” asked Noah dreamily.
    Carly sniggered.  “I think they just got lost on the way to the Matrix.” 
    Alma flashed them a predatory grin.  “So, boys and girl, where is he?”
    Unobtrusively, Logan nodded toward the window of Noir.  Covertly, the witch and the snake glanced at the vampire.
    Alma motioned to the door of the restaurant.  “Shall we?” 
    Marcus hesitated for a second before his upper lip twitched.  Marcus was pretty hard to read, but the shifters knew that a lip twitch meant he was annoyed… or hungry, they couldn’t really differentiate between the two.  However, he could be annoyed because he was hungry .
    Marcus let out a breath.  “Okay.  Logan, Jackson, and Noah be ready with the chains.  When I give the signal, you wrap him up.” 
    Alma’s deep red lips curled upwards.  “Carly stand back, if this vamp comes toward you make sure you hide behind Jackson.  Let the vampire take Jackson down while you escape, okay?”  Alma liked Carly; she was funny and pissed Jackson off no end.
    Jackson scowled at the witch , although, to be fair that’s exactly what he would have told Carly to do, too. 
    Alma raked her fingers through her hair.  “Now or never, slick.”
    Marcus nodded and followed her into the restaurant, several steps behind.  Carly and Noah watched in awe as the witch sauntered up to the vampire.  The vampire immediately noticed her, and his eyes dilated with lust.  Vampires preferred witches, their magic-infused blood tasted sweeter .
    The four shifters watched as Everhard sidled up to Alma.  He said something, and Alma raised an eyebrow at him, smiling seductively.  The shifters couldn’t hear what was going on, so Carly and Noah decided to improvise.
    “Oh, Mr. Everhard, you do go on!”  Carly said suddenly, in a high-pitched voice.
    “Say, that’s a pretty neck you have there,” replied Noah, deepening his voice.
    Carly giggled as they watched Everhard ghost his fingers over Alma’s arm.  “Oh, this old thing?  I’ve had it for years.”
    Everhard settled his hand on Alma’s waist.  Logan chuckled at the fox shifters, while Jackson groaned and muttered about staying focused.
    “Did you wash it before you came out tonight?” asked Noah.
    “Why do you ask?” retorted Carly with mock suspicion.
    “No reason, no reason.  Say, just out of interest, what is your blood type?”
    The shifters guffawed but then sobered when they saw Alma whisper something to Everhard.  The vampire’s eyes widened, and then he snarled.  Alma stepped back quickly as the vampire moved to strike her.  Before he could, an enormous boa constrictor wrapped itself around him tightly.
    Alma’s eyes shone as she started throwing stunning spells at the vampire.  Everhard struggled frantically with the giant snake, but his motions slowed under the barrage of magic being leveled at him.
    The other diners in the restaurant looked a little fearful of what was happening, but, interestingly, didn’t stop eating their food or try to leave.  Apparently, the food really was that good .
    After ten minutes Alma was looking a little weary, but not half as weary as the vampire.  With the snake still wrapped around him, Alma used