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a reassuring smile. “She’s in and out but she’s healing slowly. She should be fine in a couple of days.”
    Standing, Kerry’s mother straightened her skirt and ran her nervous hands over the creases.
    “I’m going up to take care of her. I’m her mother; it’s my right.”
    Caleb nodded, moving aside to let her go up the stairs. He put his hand firmly on Dick’s shoulder.
    “We need to talk,” he said with his voice full of meaning.
    “There’s a wood shed out back,” said Kerry’s dad with a smirk before following after his wife.
    She stopped in the middle of the stairs to give him a dark look. He shrugged his shoulders, waiting till she turned her back to go up again.
    “If one of you kills the other, there is some tarp in the cupboard and…”
    “James,” called his wife indignantly.
    He quickly followed her up the stairs, disappearing from view.
    Caleb started for the kitchen. From there he went out the back door, locating the wood shed at a glance. He didn’t need to check if Dick followed him. His keen hearing picked up his footfalls and the sounds of his breathing. Caleb held open the door for him and let the smaller man go ahead of him.
    Dick flicked on the light, surprising Caleb that electricity ran all the way out as far as the end of the yard. Caleb let the door clang shut so they were guaranteed a little privacy. It was indeed a wood shed. Stacks of it were lined against one side of the wall. There as an axe resting in a corner by the door and, just as Kerry’s father had said, there was small cupboard at one end.
    Dick stood against the logs with his arms crossed and stuck his chin out.
    “Put your jaw down. I’m not going to punch you. I want you to explain what you did.”
    Caleb’s mind left the dank little shed and wandered back to the alley. The gun shot had startled him and he was embarrassed that he’d checked himself for injury first, despite feeling no pain. When he looked, Dick had done the same. Their gazes at the same time turned to Kerry who was bleeding out on the floor. Dick rushed to her side, pushing Caleb out of the way. He placed his hands over the wound and chanted in a tongue Caleb didn’t know. Light burst under his hands and the bleeding stopped.
    “I’ll answer your questions if you’ll answer mine,” snapped Dick, pulling Caleb back into the present.
    Caleb stepped a little closer, leaning against the top of a lidded garbage can that was surrounded by sawdust.
    “Okay,” he agreed. “What are you?”
    “I’m a Wiccan,” Dick said. He reached into his shirt and pulled out a silver pentacle as if it were proof of his identity.
    “I’ve never met one who heals before.”
    “Different lines can do different things. I come from a line of healers. You are probably more familiar with those who work protection and concealment magic ,right? Because you’re a werewolf.”
    Caleb smirked.
    “That’s not a question.” Dick ground his teeth in irritation.
    Caleb sighed. “Yes. I’m a wolf. How did you know?”
    It was Dick’s turn to look smug. “Well, Kerry’s one. With your weird, possessive glares, your pretty obvious.”
    Caleb growled.
    Dick pointed an imperious finger. “Real subtle that.”
    Caleb clucked his tongue. He crossed his arms, balling his fists against his ribs.
    “Let me rephrase then. How did you know about Kerry?”
    “She used to snuffle me; her sense of smell is really keen; she gets places really fast always looking like she just threw clothes on; and she sheds. I worried about getting into a deep relationship with a werewolf but when I knew she was white, it went to the back of my mind.”
    Dick played with his lip ring using the edge of his tongue. His eyes darted from side to side like he warred with himself not to ask Caleb something. In the end Dick caved in.
    “I thought white wolves couldn’t mate. How the hell did this happen?” he roared with frustration.
    “It was an accident,” Caleb said. He