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You know that. They have to be surrounded by their pack. There is no way he is a were-lion. No way!”
    I rubbed my chin in concentration. She had a point, but if not a lion then what? I was determined to find out.
    I strolled off, deep in thought with Blake Huntley tight on my heels. He stayed that way for the rest of the evening—followed closely by ‘the savage’.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Eight
     
    If I thought seeing Blake at the festival was the end of that, I was sorely wrong. He showed up on my front porch bright and fairly early the next morning. I knew this because he knocked on the front door for almost ten straight minutes before anyone got up to go to the door. It had been a long and emotional night and so we were all sleeping in. It was ten o’clock.
    I felt a bounce on the end of my bed and peered over my covers to see Blake sitting on my bed staring at me with a crooked smile.
    “Auggghhh!” I huffed, pulling the covers back over my head.
    “I thought we could hang out today,” he said in what sounded sincere.
    I pulled the covers back and looked at him. “Blake, we are enemies. Why would I want to hang with you of all people?”
    “Cali, we are not enemies. Okay, so I succumbed to the pressure of Creed’s authority. That doesn’t mean we are enemies. It simply means I was not as strong as you girls. Besides, I was all alone and you have each other. It’s harder to resist when you’re alone.”
    I knew he was right in that. It was harder to resist when you were alone with no one to support or align themselves with you.
    “Fine, but just this once,” I finally agreed.
    He smirked. “Who knows, you might like me and find yourself spending more time with me.”
    It was then that a book flew off my shelf and pounded him in the head.
    I covered my mouth to hide my laughter. I knew it was our friendly ghosts saying they didn’t approve of our new guest.
    “What the…” he said, standing and rubbing the back of his head.
    I shrugged and got out of bed. “I think you need to wait on the front porch for me. I’ll meet you down there in a few minutes,” I told him.
    “Ummm, okay,” he muttered, looking around in confusion as he fled from the room.
    I burst out into laughter as I fumbled through my drawers for some clean clothes to wear. I had a feeling I was really going to like these ghosts. This is going to be interesting for sure, I thought.
    Blake took me to the Appleville Park less than ten miles down the road from the house. The park wasn’t a huge one, but it was very beautiful, surrounded by a small lake. There were lots of people already out. Some were riding bikes around the lake, while others were walking their dogs or feeding the ducks. I was falling more in love with this town by the minute.
    We sat on a bench by the lake and watched the people pass by. Blake asked me questions about myself. He was trying to get to know me better, but I wasn’t so sure that was a good idea so I kept my guard up and my answers short. I hadn’t gotten this far by being naïve, and I still wasn’t so sure I trusted this guy. I mean I wanted to trust him. I really did, but he had aligned himself with my enemy for life. Granted, he didn’t really have a choice, but it didn’t change that fact.
    Later, he took me to Fill’s Diner for lunch. Tabby eyed us suspiciously. She was nervous about it too, but she remained polite as she served our food.
    As Blake shared details of his hard childhood and losing his parents in a fire when he was six, I found myself studying his appearance. I mean after all he wasn’t telling me anything I hadn’t already heard before, so my mind drifted off. He was actually quite handsome. His dark hair was cut short with more length on the top, and his dark eyes had a hint of the golden color associated with us were-cats—well except for me, mine were always green, unlike any other were-cougar I had ever met or seen. That was just another