Page 9 of Little Red and Her Creatures of Chaos
Grandma shakes her head. “No. This is how this information has been passed down for generations. Your abilities are stronger than I thought.”
I shove my frustrations back down that she just won’t tell me because I know this is the way she’s always been taught. “Okay.”
“Do you know their names?”
“Mason, Nash, and Bryce.” Grandma’s eyes widen, and I’m even more curious. “What?”
“I’ve known Mason and Nash since they were kids. I had no idea they were shifters.”
“Why haven’t I seen them before?”
Grandma sits back on the couch, and her expression is kind of sad. “The story I heard is that Mason’s father, Luther, was run out of the town of Light Point when someone accidentally saw him shifting. He had to hide his family away in the forest to protect them. The Lockleys have been around here for a longtime. Nash’s parents were killed in a car accident when he was six, so Luther took him in to raise as his own.”
“Do you know anything about Bryce?”
“Not really. I’ve just heard the name.”
“I need answers, Grandma, but I’m afraid of what I’ll find out.”
“We’re all a little afraid of the unknown, honey. I want you to take the day and read all you can before your shift tonight.”
I need to know what happened last night, but something tells me that the books won’t provide all the answers.
I need to find the guys.
I didn’t have to search hard for the guys because they showed up at the diner that night at the same time. I’ve already had a weird day because Rebecca gave me the good section and thrust a big wad of cash at me, apologizing for stealing my tips.
After Grandma left, I read as much as I could, and it was like an information overload. I know I need time to process everything that I read, but I still need answers. I walk to their table with more confidence than I feel, but as soon as my eyes land on Bryce’s, I feel myself flush.
“Hey. Can I start you off with a drink?”
“Hello, Radley,” Bryce says with a grin. “How are you?”
“I’m good. How are you?” I can’t help but smile back. He has such an infectious personality.
“I’m great. It seems slower in here tonight.”
“Saturdays are always busy.” Something hits me from last night, and I lean closer to the table. “Did you guys say something to Rebecca?”
Mason clears his throat, bringing my attention to him. “Why do you ask?”
“Because she gave me a stack of money, and she’s been nice.”
“We might have mentioned something about it,” Nash answers.
“I told you I would handle it.” I don’t know whether to be honored or offended. They might have noticed that there was no way in hell I’d confront Rebecca.
“We did it for you,” Mason says. His tone leaves no room for argument, and I feel my spine stiffen.
“I don’t even know you guys. I don’t need you getting involved in my personal life.”
Mason raises a black brow. “You do know us, though, don’t you, Radley?”
“What does that mean?”
“Meet us after work,” Mason says. Well, more like demands. “It looks like we might have some things to talk about.”
“Please?” Bryce asks, begging with those pretty green eyes. “We just want to talk.”
