Landry
McGovern wasn’t sure what to think of his boss’s insistence that there was some
satanic compound out in the middle of nowhere. His captain was the only one
who’d spoken to the mysterious witness. A witness the captain didn’t want
anyone talking to, who disappeared shortly after his statement.
There
was no evidence other than what the witness claimed to have seen. A statement
that made absolutely no sense. Sacrifices? Cult rituals? Furred monsters with
razor sharp teeth and long lethal claws? Landry was so skeptical, he almost
wished his captain had headed this mission and left him to have a beer at his
local club.
Instead,
he and his team were out tromping the woods, Landry’s mind wandering to his
breakup with Allen and trying not to be angry at his lover’s betrayal. It was
the sudden silence that had Landry looking harder for something he was sure
didn’t exist.
He
was wrong….
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Ketch
trudged along with the rest of his pack. He couldn’t believe what was
happening. Their home infiltrated by a human, and then exposed to the
authorities? His alpha killed by a human sharpshooter? And, now? The whole pack
moving to a new territory, and that was if they could find one not already
occupied by another pack.
And
why were they hauling along the one human they’d captured? What was the point?
He was half dead as it was. Best to just leave him behind. Ketch’s anger at the
human world was overwhelming. They’d destroyed his life, the lives of his pack,
killed their alpha, who was his beloved Uncle.
But,
his cousin, now the new Alpha wanted to keep the human. Ketch suspected Estefan
wanted to make an example of the man…if he lived.
It
wasn’t until Estefan got annoyed at Ketch and ordered him to care for the human,
that Ketch’s opinion started to change. Not that it made a difference with
Estefan determined to destroy the human, plus the dangers and hardships they
were suffering in finding a new home.
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