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But he might also end up near the highway, and that was the hope that kept him moving.
    He tried to stay in the shelter of the trees as much as possible, but that wasn’t as easy as it sounded, and he ran into them as often as not. Maybe once he got out of the trees, his cell would work. He began to pray beneath his breath.
    He thought he heard a dog bark somewhere, the sound bouncing through the trees, impossible to tell where it came from.
    His stalker had fallen silent. Although Alexx was grateful not to have to listen to him, it also meant he had no idea where he was.
    The trees thinned a little, enough to allow streaks of moonlight to pierce the blackness. They dappled the ground, providing a slight illumination. Up ahead, Alexx caught a glimpse of something that didn’t look like a tree. He ran toward it, only to fall across another root, ending up on his back. Before he could regain his feet, the man was there, standing above him.
    Alexx screamed, his voice echoing around him.
    “Damn, boy, you shoulda cooperated.” The man began to bend down toward Alexx, the knife blade in his hand. Alexx drew back his legs and prepared to kick, but a menacing growl held them both in check.
    Standing mere feet from them was a large black wolf with bright topaz eyes that glittered in the moonlight. It growled again.
    Through the trees above him, Alexx caught just a glimpse of the full moon, and the realization of what was happening washed over him. He was about to learn more of the supernatural element

of Crescent Bay than he’d bargained for.

CHAPTER 5
    Alexx stared, transfixed, at the sight of the magnificent wolf.
    Chills traveled up his spine, settling at the base of his neck. There was something about him, something that drew Alexx to him…
    The wolf’s hackles were raised, and from his throat a low rumbling growl issued. His eyes were locked on the man who stood over Alexx.
    The man shifted the knife from one hand to the other and bared his teeth in a wide grin. “Does doggy want to play?”
    Another low growl was his only response.
    Doggy? Was this man serious? Or just stupid? Alexx was a relative newcomer to Crescent Bay, but even so he understood only too well the presence of the wolf on tonight of all nights.
    The appearance of the animal quadrupled Alexx’s courage.

Damned if he was going to lie here and take it, or play the victim.
    He aimed an attention-getting kick at the crotch of his would-be attacker. The man grunted and doubled over, and Alexx hastily scrambled backward, running into a large fir tree that stood solidly behind him. He pushed up against it, using it for leverage as he gained his footing.
    He kept one eye on the man, while he took stock of his surroundings. From the corner of his eye, Alexx spotted what appeared to be a structure. He could barely make it out, camouflaged as it was by the trees around it. His first thought was that maybe it was a hunting cabin. His second idea was maybe he could find a weapon inside.
    “You son of a bitch! I’ll make you damn sorry you did that.”
    He took a menacing step toward Alexx.
    Think, think—don’t panic.
    Alexx tried to visually gauge the distance to the structure, triangulating the path between all three objects—himself, the man, and the building. Could he reach it before the man reached him?
    And would that make any difference? All he knew was he had to do something. Anything was better than standing here, waiting to die. He took a deep breath and tensed his muscles.
    Suddenly Alexx froze as a long howl shattered the night. The sound took his breath away. He glanced toward the source and, for a long moment, he stared at the wolf, silhouetted in the moonlight.
    As he watched, the wolf drew back upon its powerful haunches before he launched himself at Alexx’s attacker. The man turned, facing the wolf. His knife glittered ominously in the moonlight.
    The wolf leapt and caught him in the chest, and he tumbled backward under the weight of the