The Full Moon by Amber Riel (books to read this summer TXT) 📕

“Wow. That really is insane.”

“Tell me about it.”

Lacy watched Stina try to eat one of the checker pieces. “Stina, you’re fourteen, you should know that’s not food.”

“But it looks good.” Stina looked at Lacy.

“I’ll talk to you later okay.”

Lacy hung up the phone. She looked at Stina and shook her head. “Stina, you’re fourteen. Now use your head.” Lacy walked out of the room and went into the computer room. She sat down at the desk and started typing.

Three hours later, she was still typing. Stina walked in and leaned against the wall. “Lacy, you have to be part of this plan that me and Shawn came up with.”

“Stina,” Lacy said, taking a deep breath, “I’m working.”

“But you have to listen to this plan.”

“Stina, I’m working.”

“Oh, come on. Please?”

“Okay, fine. What is your plan?”

Stina smiled. “Since you asked.... I’m going to distract the vet while Shawn sneaks in and takes the book.”

“That’s it? That’s the plan?”

“Yea. What’d you think?”

“You two do realize that he has an assistant that could ruin you all’s plan?”

“We didn’t get that far in the plan yet.” Stina lost her smile. “Oh yea. By the way, Wagner is hungry and he doesn’t want a sandwich.”

“Well, then cook him something.”

Shawn was in the room by now. “No, remember what happened all those times she used the oven, the microwave, and the toaster? Remember what almost happened to the cottage? Remember what almost happened to us?” he asked.

Lacy thought back to all those times and remembered that Stina almost burnt the cottage down each time. “Oh yea. Then make him a sandwich and tell him that he’ll have to deal with it.”

“Okay.” Stina started to leave the room.

Shawn grabbed Stina’s collar and pulled her back into theroom. “Did you just tell her to make a sandwich?” he asked, pointing to Stina, still holding her collar.

“Yea.”

Shawn shook his head. “No. She is not allowed to make sandwiches either.”

“Why not?”

“Because the last time she made a sandwich, she managed to cut me with a butter knife.”

“Then don’t stand next to her when she’s making a sandwich.”

Shawn let go of Stina and scratched his neck. “Yea. The thing about that was that I wasn’t even in the room.”

“That wasn’t my fault.” Stina had to look away from Shawn. She was trying not to laugh.

“Then I guess that butter knives just started sprouting wings then.”

“Actually, they did.”

“I’ll go and make Wagner a sandwich. Stina, you come with me and that way Lacy can work.”

“Okay, Shawn.” Stina followed Shawn out of the room.

Lacy sighed and started typing again. “Finally,” she said to herself.

Back in town, Champ and Millie were leaving the vet. They started walking home. Champ watched Kat walk by with part of his eye. “Um.... Millie?”

“Yea.” Millie was too busy looking at the stores.

“I’m going to meet you at home okay?”

“Yea.... Sure.... Whatever.”

“Okay. See you then.”

“Okay.”

Champ walked away from Millie and snuck up behind Kat. He put both of his claws over her eyes. “Guess who?” he asked.

“I know that voice.” She smiled. “Champ.”

“Yea.” He removed both hands from her eyes. He made sure that Millie wasn’t paying attention and put his arm around Kat. “Did you have fun last night?”

“Yea.”

“Good. Would you like to meet me at the same place?”

“Okay. When?”

“Tonight at six.”

“Okay.” Kat smiled.

“Good.” Champ smiled. “I’ll see you then.”

“Okay.”

Before he left, he kissed her cheek. “I gotta go.” He left.

Kat turned around to watch him walk away and noticed that his wolf tail was wagging. She turned away, trying to hide another smile.

At a flower shop, Kyle walked out with five white roses. His plan was to give them to Millie. Hopefully, she was in a good mood, and if she wasn’t, he’ll wait to give them to her. He hated to see Millie in a bad mood or uptight or whatever. Actually, he missed the kind hearted, sweet girl that Millie was before her parents were killed by the townspeople and she had to become the leader of the pack. Since then, she had lost that kindness that she had.

He wished that he could take away her pain and tell her that everything would be alright and things would change, but he couldn’t. Things were worse now because Kat was back in town. Kat was the worst person, well cat shape-shifter, around. All of the wolves disliked her. All but one that is.

On his way home, he noticed that Champ was in the bookstore on the computer. He walked in, confused. “Champ, what are you doing here? Weren’t you going with Millie?” he asked.

Champ looked over at Kyle. “Yea, but we’re done. I told Millie that I was going to walk around. I decided to come here and do research on Doctor O’Nail. I figured that Lacy’s probably on the computer at home, doing research about the book.”

“Oh.” He walked over to the counter. “Did you find anything out about him?”

“Actually, yeah. He’s from Manhattan, New York. He moved here last year. Get this, while in Manhattan, he told the mayor that he came up with different ways to transform the human mind into a mind of an animal. Everyone that he told, including the mayor, just laughed in his face.”

“A vet?”

“Yea. But that’s not all, he was arrested three times for conducting experiments to prove them wrong. The experiments 'failed' and the people died.”

“What do you mean 'failed'?”

“Kyle, this man isn’t sane, he was hoping that would happen.”

“You mean he wanted their deaths to be the result?”

Champ nodded. “Yea.”

Everything grew quiet. Kyle leaned on the counter trying to make sense of what he just heard. “Okay. I’m going back to the house.” He started to walk away.

Champ noticed the roses in Kyle’s hand. “Are those for Millie?”

Kyle turned to face Champ. “Yea. You and I know that she loves white roses.”

“Yea.” Champ stood up and moved over to Kyle. “Can I take one? I would like to give it to a girl that I’m seeing.”

“Okay.” Kyle handed one to Champ. “So when do we get to meet her?”
Champ thought about what to say. “It’s going to be a while before I decide that you all should meet her.”

“Okay.” Kyle left the store.

At the cottage, Kyle walked in. He closed the door and before he moved, he smelled the honey glazed ham being cooked and smiled. Shawn was on the couch watching the fire, when Kyle walked into the living room. Shawn looked over at him and seen the flowers. He stood up and went over to Kyle. “Are those for me?” he asked, joking around.

“No. They’re for your sister.”

Shawn stopped laughing and grew serious. “Dude, I was just joking.”

“Where’s Millie?”

“She’s outside on the balcony, thinking about whatever. Probably thinking about you. I mean every time she says something, she has to mention you.”

“And if she was down here right now she’d say, ‘Shut up, Shawn.’” Kyle and Shawn looked over at Lacy, who was wearing an apron and was holding a cooking spoon.

“You know, Lacy, you actually look pretty cute like that.” Shawn didn’t really mean it and Lacy knew that. He said that to her every day.

“What do you want, Shawn?”

“No. I really mean it this time.”

Lacy gave him a look that meant she knew what he was doing.

“Okay, fine. You got me. I want food. My stomach is crying out to me. It’s saying, ‘Feed me. Feed me. FEED ME!'” Shawn was acting dramatic.

“Shawn, quit being such a drama queen.”

“Actually, I’m a guy so therefore I am being a drama king.”

“Whatever.” Lacy shook her head and went back to the kitchen.

On the balcony of the cottage, Millie was leaning on the railing. She looked at the light pink and purple sky and the trees thinking about a lot of things. She let the wind blow her hair back.

“Can I join you?” a voice asked.

She turned around to see Kyle standing there with four white roses. “Of course.”

He walked next to her and handed her the roses. “These are for you.” He couldn’t help but smile.

She took the flowers and blushed. “Thank you.”

They both faced the trees with their backs to the cottage. They stood there in silence. Kyle placed his arm around Millie and pulled her close to him. Millie laid her head on Kyle’s shoulder. They watched the sunset in the distance. “Isn’t the sunset beautiful?” Kyle asked Millie.

“Yea.” Millie sighed. “It’d be better if we were on the beach.”

“I disagree.”

“Why’s that?” she asked, looking up at him.

“Because you’re here with me.” He smiled.

Millie blushed again and then looked back at the sunset. She kept her head on Kyle’s shoulder.

"Millie?”

“Yea.”

“I’m glad to be here with you.”

Millie looked at him and smiled. “I’m glad to be here with you too.”

They went to kiss, when Shawn showed up. “It’s time to eat.”

Kyle and Millie turned to face him. “Shawn, we’re in the middle of something.” Millie wasn’t mad, but she was disappointed in him.

“Sorry, Millie, but it’s time to eat. Lacy made her homemade honey glazed ham. You two know how much I love her ham. If I could, I’d marry it.”

“And that was the inspiration from Shawn.” Kyle started laughing. “Telling us to go eat.”

They went downstairs and into the dining room. They sat down. Champ walked into the dining room and walked over to Lacy. He was dressed all nicely and he had his hair brushed back with a few pieces covering his face. His ears looked more wolf than human, but not furry yet. He was holding the rose in his right hand. “I would eat, but I have to be somewhere,” he told Lacy.

“Okay.” She got some mash potatoes. “By the way, Champ, you look really nice.”

“Thanks.”

“So, are you going to church?” Shawn asked.

“No. I’m not dressed that nice, and not only that, it’s Friday.”

“Going to see that girl tonight?” Kyle asked, smiling.

“Yeah, actually, I am.” Champ couldn’t hide his smile.

Millie dropped her mouth, smiling. “You got a girlfriend and you didn’t tell us?”

“When do we meet her?” Stina asked.

“When I know things will be okay.” Champ moved to the door. “I’m going to go now.”

In the town, Kat was talking to a nineteen-year-old boy and his eighteen-year-old sister. The boy was tall, had long, black hair and almost black eyes. He was a cute guy, but Kat didn’t look at him in that way and he didn’t look at her that way either. His sister was short, had long, curly, black hair,