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dozens of wolves in the trees, all pack.”
“You think this was some sort of challenge for leadership?”
“No, can’t be. A challenge would take place in wolf form and any wolf would go for the throat. It’s the quickest and easiest kill.”
“Then what the h—” I snapped my mouth shut when a lone figure stepped out of the tree line about twenty feet in front of us. It was too dark for me to make out any of the stranger’s features.
Connor began to growl.
“Who is it?” I asked, squinting into the still dark night.
The volume of Connor’s growls increased as the figure began to walk in our direction. “Get in the car, Raven,” he instructed.
I crossed my arms over my chest and stood my ground. Connor might be worried about me, but he knew me well enough to know that I could take care of myself. He should also know I hated people telling me what to do. He sighed in resignation when I didn’t move. As the man neared, he held out his arms as though to show us he wasn’t carrying any weapons. The gesture was obviously supposed to reassure, but I’d learned a long time ago to never take anything at face value. I clutched my stake tighter in my hand.
The man stopped abruptly just five feet away from us. I didn’t recognise him and a quick glance at the expression on Connor’s face told me that he didn’t know who the man was either. The seconds ticked on as we stared at one another, each sizing up our opponent.
The man was incredibly tall, more so than Connor, and he had a large, muscular frame. He exuded strength and power.
“Good evening,” he said politely, finally breaking the silence. “Or should that be good morning?”
I snorted. “Either way, that’s pretty damn civil of you considering you just threw a dead alpha onto our hood.”
He shrugged. “I wanted to get your attention.”
“And it didn’t occur to you to just say hello?”
He let out a low chuckle and inclined his head. “I like you.”
Connor growled again. I rolled my eyes and slapped his chest with the back of my hand. “Can it, Connor.” Turning back to the stranger, I asked, “Would you care to enlighten us as to why you felt the need to get our attention? Oh, and while you’re at it, you can tell us why Alpha Moore is in his present condition?”
“What business did you have with Charles tonight?” he countered.
I shook my head. “Nuh-uh, I asked first.”
“Oh, for Christ-sake, this is getting us nowhere,” Connor fumed. “How about you tell us who you are and why you killed Charles or I’ll kill you.”
The man raised an amused eyebrow. “Your boyfriend hasn’t developed the art of polite conversation, has he?”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” I said rather too quickly. Connor growled again. It was becoming annoying.
“Really?” the man grinned at me salaciously. “That’s good to know.”
“Can I just kill him and get it over with?” Connor pleaded.
I had to admit that I shared Connor’s frustration. He was right, this was getting us nowhere. The man might be prepared to talk to us if we were to give him something first.
“We came to ask for Alpha Moore’s help in locating a demon,” I admitted. “I don’t suppose that’s something you can help us with.”
“And what demon would that be?” he asked cautiously, his gaze flicking from Connor to me.
“Barbatos.”
His black eyes narrowed. “How interesting. Barbatos was the cause of Charles’ untimely end.” He cast a quick glance to the trees beside us then took a step closer. “You have ten seconds to tell me what you want with the demon before you both meet with the same fate.”
There was too much to relate in such a short time and I had no doubt this man could make good on his promise. He appeared to have the entire pack at his disposal. The woods around us were teeming with wolves and they were closing in so I said simply, “I want to kill him.”
The wolf stared at us for another moment before closing the
“You think this was some sort of challenge for leadership?”
“No, can’t be. A challenge would take place in wolf form and any wolf would go for the throat. It’s the quickest and easiest kill.”
“Then what the h—” I snapped my mouth shut when a lone figure stepped out of the tree line about twenty feet in front of us. It was too dark for me to make out any of the stranger’s features.
Connor began to growl.
“Who is it?” I asked, squinting into the still dark night.
The volume of Connor’s growls increased as the figure began to walk in our direction. “Get in the car, Raven,” he instructed.
I crossed my arms over my chest and stood my ground. Connor might be worried about me, but he knew me well enough to know that I could take care of myself. He should also know I hated people telling me what to do. He sighed in resignation when I didn’t move. As the man neared, he held out his arms as though to show us he wasn’t carrying any weapons. The gesture was obviously supposed to reassure, but I’d learned a long time ago to never take anything at face value. I clutched my stake tighter in my hand.
The man stopped abruptly just five feet away from us. I didn’t recognise him and a quick glance at the expression on Connor’s face told me that he didn’t know who the man was either. The seconds ticked on as we stared at one another, each sizing up our opponent.
The man was incredibly tall, more so than Connor, and he had a large, muscular frame. He exuded strength and power.
“Good evening,” he said politely, finally breaking the silence. “Or should that be good morning?”
I snorted. “Either way, that’s pretty damn civil of you considering you just threw a dead alpha onto our hood.”
He shrugged. “I wanted to get your attention.”
“And it didn’t occur to you to just say hello?”
He let out a low chuckle and inclined his head. “I like you.”
Connor growled again. I rolled my eyes and slapped his chest with the back of my hand. “Can it, Connor.” Turning back to the stranger, I asked, “Would you care to enlighten us as to why you felt the need to get our attention? Oh, and while you’re at it, you can tell us why Alpha Moore is in his present condition?”
“What business did you have with Charles tonight?” he countered.
I shook my head. “Nuh-uh, I asked first.”
“Oh, for Christ-sake, this is getting us nowhere,” Connor fumed. “How about you tell us who you are and why you killed Charles or I’ll kill you.”
The man raised an amused eyebrow. “Your boyfriend hasn’t developed the art of polite conversation, has he?”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” I said rather too quickly. Connor growled again. It was becoming annoying.
“Really?” the man grinned at me salaciously. “That’s good to know.”
“Can I just kill him and get it over with?” Connor pleaded.
I had to admit that I shared Connor’s frustration. He was right, this was getting us nowhere. The man might be prepared to talk to us if we were to give him something first.
“We came to ask for Alpha Moore’s help in locating a demon,” I admitted. “I don’t suppose that’s something you can help us with.”
“And what demon would that be?” he asked cautiously, his gaze flicking from Connor to me.
“Barbatos.”
His black eyes narrowed. “How interesting. Barbatos was the cause of Charles’ untimely end.” He cast a quick glance to the trees beside us then took a step closer. “You have ten seconds to tell me what you want with the demon before you both meet with the same fate.”
There was too much to relate in such a short time and I had no doubt this man could make good on his promise. He appeared to have the entire pack at his disposal. The woods around us were teeming with wolves and they were closing in so I said simply, “I want to kill him.”
The wolf stared at us for another moment before closing the
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