Wish (Scales ‘n’ Spells #3) Read Online Jocelynn Drake

Categories Genre: Dragons, Fantasy/Sci-fi, M-M Romance, Magic, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Scales 'n' Spells Series by Jocelynn Drake
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Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40738 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
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“Do you know why they were chasing you?”

North shook his head again. “No, I…I noticed the one in the black coat when I got off the metro at Central Station. I noticed again that he’d followed me to…ummm…that giant square…ummm.” His brain went blank as it tried to focus on talking to her while it was still confused by the idea of someone chasing after him.

“Grand Place,” the cop offered with a supportive smile. She was adorable with her blondish-brown hair and friendly brown eyes. The smile lines around her mouth and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes indicated she was quite a bit older than North, but it was clear her age wasn’t slowing her down one bit.

“Yes. There. The other guy approached them and they both watched me. Figured it was best if I got out of there. I tried to walk away, but they followed. So…I ran.”

“Well, you’re safe now. We’ll get to the bottom of this,” the cop said.

North just wanted to wilt right there at her feet. He’d always avoided the police in his hometown. Hell, he avoided most people in his town. His kind wasn’t exactly welcome, and he was pretty sure if he’d gotten himself into this situation there, they would have said he was asking for trouble.

They had to wait only a couple of minutes before the other cop jogged back with a frown and a shake of her head. A quick conversation went back and forth between them in French for a moment before the first officer turned her attention back to North.

“I’m sorry. We were not able to catch them,” the cop said, looking genuinely upset the men had gotten away.

North waved off the apology. His heart had slowed down to something of a normal pace, but he was now aware of the sweat coating his body and his shirt sticking to his frame. He needed another shower. “It’s okay. I’m just glad you were able to scare them away. I can’t imagine what they want with me. I haven’t even been here a full day.”

“Is this your first trip to Brussels?” the second cop asked. She had darker, almost black hair and surprisingly bright blue eyes.

“Yes. It’s a lovely place, but right now I just want to go back to my hotel.” He looked around, chewing a little on his bottom lip. “But I have no idea where I am. Could you give me directions to the nearest metro station? I should be able to figure it out from there.”

The cops wouldn’t hear of it. After some sweet cajoling, they convinced North to let them give him a ride back to his hotel outside the city. On the ride, they chatted about Brussels, gave him the phone number to a travel agency he could call for information about getting to Munich, and even convinced him to return to the Grand Place in the evening for the great tree lighting and choral performances.

At his hotel, they all got out of the cute little cop car and shook hands.

“You must come back to the Grand Place tonight, North,” Christiane, the brown-haired cop, urged, squeezing North’s shoulder.

Didiane, the blue-eyed cop, reached into her pocket and pulled out a business card. “Go to the celebration. If you are worried while in the square, call me.”

“But if you are in trouble, call 112. It’s like your 911 in the United States,” Christiane added.

North could only stare at the card in his hands, his lips parted in surprise. “Really? But won’t you be off duty tonight?”

“Yes, but still call me if you are scared,” Didiane pressed.

“The safety of the visitors to our city is important to us. We want you to enjoy your time in our country.”

“Thank you,” he whispered. He couldn’t wrap his mind around their kindness.

Christiane released his shoulder and gave him a final pat on the back. “Go inside. Warm up.”

“Get something to eat,” Didiane ordered.

“Get some rest and then return tonight for the party. You will have a great time.”

Chuckling, North nodded and tucked the white card into his pocket. “I will. Thank you for everything. Really. Thank you.”

Returning to his hotel room feeling a little lighter, North stripped down and took a quick shower before dropping on the bed. He passed out for several hours, finally catching up on some much-needed sleep. When he rose later that evening, it was easier to reassure himself the two men had been some aggressive pickpockets who had marked him as an easy target. It was nothing.

He sat on the bed and called the travel agency Christiane had told him about. The lady he spoke to was just as friendly as the two cops. Not only was she able to give him precise directions on which train to take and what he’d need to do when he got to Munich if he planned to continue on to the mountains, but she actually sent him an email with the directions as well as a list of moderately-priced hotels located within safe, tourist-friendly areas.


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