Charity Rain (Charity Series Book 5)(6)

By: DeAnna Kinney

I shrugged but felt hope swell in my spirit. “Oh, you know how boys are. They’re so fickle.”

“Fickle?” Glory asked peering at me in confusion.

“Yeah, you know, they don’t know what they want.” I made hand gestures in the air. “One minute they want this, the next minute they want that. Blah, blah, blah.” The girls both began to laugh at me.

I stop and stared at them. “What? It’s totally true.”

They continued to laugh, though I had no idea what they were laughing about, so we continued walking.

“Anora seemed to like you,” Glory said. “She has a sense about people, ya know. If she likes you then you are in.”

I nodded my head. “Hmm, that’s good to know. She seemed really sweet.”

“She is very loving, and the sweetest and most positive person I know. You will enjoy her. Everyone else does.”

A few minutes later the girls opened the door and we stepped into my new room. It was a good size room, with a small living room to my left with nice furniture and a flat-screen T.V., a small kitchen to my right, and a bedroom and bathroom to the back. The next thing I noticed was there were flowers all around, an arrangement on the coffee table, one on the kitchen bar, and one on the small table by the front door. “Wow, this is nice,” I said, my mouth hanging open. “I didn’t expect you guys to go all out like this.”

Glory laughed. “You can thank Charity for that. She wants you to feel comfortable and happy here.”

“Oh, I’m sure I will,” I said, gazing around the room in awe. “All of this is mine?” I picked up a beautiful frame on the coffee table. It was empty; probably for me to add my own photos.

Journey plopped down on the sofa, putting her arms behind her head and her feet on the coffee table. “It sure is.” She suddenly jumped up, her excitement bubbling over. “We should go back-to-school shopping! Rain, we have this new strip-mall that just opened not long ago, and it has some great shops.”

I smiled wide. “That sounds like fun.” And I meant it. I had gotten very close to the girls over the summer months, and shopping, although not something I usually liked to do, sounded fun with Glory and Journey.

“Cool. Well, we’ll leave you to relax and unpack. See ya in a few,” Journey said as she and Glory gave me a big hug. “Oh look! Someone must have told Charity how much you love sour gummy bears!” She picked up the large bag sitting on the table by the door and handed it to me. “You’re like part of the family already,” she said with a playful wink.

Looking down at the bag of gummy bears, I smiled. I couldn’t help it. It was a very sweet gesture that warmed my heart.

“Save me the green ones,” Glory said as they strolled through the door, closing it behind them.

I glanced around the room again and sighed in satisfaction; a place of my own. I knew in my spirit that I would really like it here. Maybe, just maybe, this would be the beginning of a great and exciting life.

I waltzed into the bedroom and noticed my bags sitting by the bed. Someone had brought them in before we got there, another nice gesture. I decided to unpack first, then a shower.

Chapter Five


“I hear the girls are going back-to-school shopping in town. Maybe we should go too,” Deacon said stepping from the bathroom, his lower body wrapped in a towel. Steam billowed from the door from his hot shower.

“Put some clothes on, man!” I growled, giving him a brotherly shove. “Maybe I should go see if they need a ride.”

“No need,” he replied. “I already messaged Journey. She said we could go too if we wanted to.”

“Cool then.” I pretended not to care but the idea of seeing Rain again so soon made me a little excited. Something about her intrigued me. I would have to be careful with that emotion, or any emotion for that matter. My brothers and I had been shifting into our wolf forms for several months now, but we had not mastered the change just yet. We still needed training in self-control. It was hard to learn, but it was necessary in order to protect the public—and our secret identity. School would be starting soon, and we had to have better self-control if we were gonna keep from shifting during school hours and scaring the jiggers out of the humans—or worse—hurting someone.

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