Guarded By the Leshy (MONSTER SECURITY AGENCY) by Cara Wylde EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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I stood among the trees at the edge of the woods and watched her. She
was clutching a map in her hands, so hard that her fingers were white with
tension. Despite her efforts, she was shaking, nervous and anxious. Beads
of sweat peppered her hairline, though the sun was in the clouds, and the
morning chill still lingered in the air. Her long, dark hair was pinned atop
her head. Rebellious strands had escaped the loose bun and were framing
her oval face. When she looked up to study the woods, her green eyes
shimmered with fear. She looked at me but couldn’t see me. Even as her
eyes took in my body, I was invisible to her. Because I was not human. I
was a tree.
Okay, that was an oversimplification. I was not a regular tree; I was what
was called a leshy. Regular trees could not move or speak. They felt, yes,
and they could communicate telepathically, but where they were born from
a seed, that was where they died.
They couldn’t change shape, either. My
species, however, the leshy, was different and similar enough to regular
trees that the untrained eye might’ve been deceived. We looked like trees,
but we were so much more. We were living, breathing, moving, speaking
creatures. We loved and lusted, we hurt and despaired. We felt the whole
range of human emotions, and maybe more. I’d long had a theory that the
leshy felt more than humans did. And therein lay the problem.
My attention was drawn back to the human female. She put the map in
her backpack and drank a sip of water. I didn’t understand why she was so
frightened. Yes, a long trek awaited her, but it couldn’t have been just that.
Judging from the clothes she was wearing, she didn’t seem the outdoorsy
type. She had the right jacket, pants, and boots, but the quality and make
was superior to what usual hikers wore. Her backpack, too, was appropriate,
yet too perfect and sleek. Unused. Luxury was written all over her things.
This wasn’t her usual scene.
Which was fair enough. But why had she been given this challenge?
There was something not quite right here. As her bodyguard, hired by her
father to protect her from the shadows, I didn’t like the idea that some
information might’ve been hidden from me.
But then I had to remember – I didn’t care. Not about her father, and not
about her.
Her name was Thea Everhart. The daughter of Bill Everhart. When
Monster Security Agency briefed me about the job – guard and escort a
young woman through the woods – my instant reaction was to say no. I
didn’t work with humans.
At all. I wasn’t interested. Frankly, I was
surprised my handler even brought this job to me. I’d been working for the
MSA as an elite bodyguard for five years, and they knew my one rule – no
human clients. I was happy to assist any monster, but not humans, who, in
my opinion, were the real monsters.
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