Page 10 of Chasing Savannah
Chapter 4
Savannah raced home. Her cousins were standing at the window when she opened the door. They turned their expectant faces to her.
Naomi met her at the door. “What happened?”
“Her brother’s an alpha.”
“Little a, or big A?” Charlotte asked, peeking out of the window near the front door.
“Big ass A, like, a Felix.”
Everything about Carlos broadcasted that he was strong enough to run his own panther prowl as Alpha. From the power he emitted, to his quiet confidence, he embodied the title of Felix. She paced the living room trying to figure out her next move. She could call her older cousins who were higher up in the hierarchy than Charlotte. They would possibly get word back to her grandfather without her seemingly involved.
“Is there like a prowl contact list for this type of thing, Charlotte?” She held her hands wide.
“What’s his name?” Naomi asked.
“Carlos, I didn’t get a last name.”
The tension left Charlotte and she dropped the curtain. “Oh, ok.”
“What does that mean?” Naomi asked.
“There has been talk of a turnover in the prowl,” Charlotte said slowly.
Naomi slapped her sister’s shoulder. “What? And you didn’t tell us?”
“Ow! I been told you bitches to start coming to prowl meetings again. Maybe if you did, you would know stuff.”
“So grandfather is going to give up the Felix position?” Naomi scrunched her face in confusion.
Charlotte shrugged. “Possibly.”
Savannah growled at her cousin. “Let me see what I can find out. I’m going to call my mom.”
Charlotte frowned. “You’ve gone to more prowl meetings than Aunt Karen, what could she know?”
“She’s right, Savi,” Naomi agreed.
Savannah pulled out her phone. “Maybe one of the aunts have said something to her.”
Charlotte snorted and crossed her arms. “Doubtful.”
The phone rang twice before her mom picked it up. She didn’t bother to put it on speaker since she knew both her cousins would hear the conversation. Though she and Naomi were latent, they still had some of the shifter traits, like heightened senses, hearing being one of them. Though, they weren’t anywhere near as powerful as a full shifter.
“Hi, sweetheart. What’s going on?” Her mother’s voice was always cheerful. Karen spent her days in her flower shop happily perched on the fringes of most people’s happy events.
“So, look, mom, I called you because I don’t know what to do.”
“What’s happened, is it something with Jamie, is Greg giving you a hard time?”
“No, mom. Listen, my neighbor next door, remember I told you about her?”
“Oh, yeah, the one with the twin boys, sure, what happened?”
“Her brother is visiting.”
“Okay?”
