Romance: Undercover Panther: BBW Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance (BBW, Paranormal, Werebear Romance) (Shapeshifter Romance Series by Ashley Hunter) Read Online Free Page A

moments.
    She didn’t know his end game or if she was still completely out of danger or not. She tried to open the door, out of habit than anything else, but it was closed every time.
    She continued pacing in the room. True to his word, he opened the door at half past noon. She opened the door immediately and confronted him right then and there.
    “I need a definite answer,” she said. She had thought this through in her head, had this conversation with herself. She was ready.
    “Answer to what?” Shadow said.
    “For how long, will I be here?”
    “I told you,” he said, exasperatedly and going down the stairs.
    “When I get the package; when I find out the truth.”
    “So, that’s it? That’s all I am supposed to do. Wait for meals all my day. Doing nothing. I will kill myself.”
    “Don’t be dramatic,” he said.
    “Be thankful that I have not tied you up to the bed.”
    She opened her mouth and closed it.
    “Doesn’t change the fact that you kidnapped me.”
    He kept walking.
    “The food is getting colder.”
    She stood on top of the stairs as he sat on the table, her fists clenched and face reddened. She had expected an answer but she got nothing. Her frustration had turned into indignation and she was determined not to give in to this prison.

 
     
     
    Chapter 6: One Week Later
     
    Angie was walking a few steps ahead of Shadow in the woods. It was her time to take a walk. It had been a week since she was taken to this cabin in the woods and a sort of laconic predictably had settled into the days.
    She was getting restless but at least she was sure that Shadow was not some deranged person who would hurt her just for the sake of it. In these last few days, Angie had come to know the man inside the hard exterior that he carried along with him.
    He was a man with a stoic sense of duty who truly believed in what he did. But on some days he seemed less sure of his mission. She had met him at a critical juncture in his life.
    “You know, you can walk with me,” Angie turned around and said to Shadow who was several feet behind her.
    He didn’t say anything but picked up his pace to walk with her. There was silence for a few moments.
    “Is this your place?” Angie said when she was sure that Shadow was not going to be the one to initiate the conversation.
    “Yes,” he said briefly.
    “And?”
    “And what?” he said.
    “How did you get this place? Did you just find it here one day and decided to keep it? Does it belong to your family?”
    Angie regretted as soon as she said the word family and saw a certain darkness come over Shadow.
    He always seemed to move the conversation away from that topic.
    “It was given to me,” he said.
    Again silence fell between them. They walked a few paces and Angie picked up a leaf or two from the neighboring tree.
    “Any luck with your package?” Angie asked him.
    “Bob is hiding. He hasn’t come to the bar in a week.”
    This worried Angie. If he was indeed innocent, he would have gone to the police or something, caused a ruckus, but he seemed to have gone into hiding, like a guilty person.
    “What about me, then?” she asked.
    “You will stay here until I decide the next course of action,” he said, not meeting her eyes.
    They walked a few more minutes and darkness was starting to cover the sky. Dark clouds started appearing as well, and it looked as if it might rain later tonight.
    “Let’s go back,” Shadow said and Angie sighed and reluctantly started walking back to the cabin.
    “So, how did you come to work at that bar?” Shadow asked him.
    Angie was surprised. It was the first real question that he had asked her about her and not about the damn package.
    “It’s a long story,” she said.
    “You got anywhere else to be?” he said and something like a smile crossed his face.
    Angie could not believe that this strict, disciplined, rule following military man was making a joke.
    “Isn’t it a special day,” she said,