Chapter 3

Kade
“So I’ve heard the other pack is after new blood. Female blood. Someone in particular” said Blake, flicking back her long blonde hair. “But who is it?”

“How am I supposed to know?”
“But you’re the great all-seeing Kade right?” piped in her cousin, Blaine, poking his just-as-blond head out between the back seats. “You’re never wrong.”
“One, I’ll ignore the sarcasm. And two, I’m a werewolf, not a psychic.”
“Maybe we should go and see one,” suggested Blaine, daringly.
“Hey, that’s not a bad idea,” said Blake.
“Yeah, a fake fortune-teller is going to be the answer to all our canine problems,” I grimaced.
“We need to do something, Kade,” Blake protested. “Their pack is up to something bigger than growing in size. Besides, not all psychics are bogus.”
Blake and Blaine had been a part of my pack a long time. Blake was twenty-three, Blaine nineteen, whereas I was in my early thirties. Most new recruits were older these days. Since most teenagers just didn’t cut it in the end. We needed maturity as well as stamina. The rest of Blake and Blaine’s family had been killed by the pack that had turned them. They looked to me as their only family. I took them under my wing just as eagerly.
Not only did they both provide security and company, deep down, they filled a void of the family I had lost of my own. It was hard to believe I had one once. My only brother died the night our parents were killed by wolves. That was the night we were also turned. We were born wolves, so it was only a matter of time before we changed on our own accord, but they wanted it sooner. They wanted us to be a part of their team.
I’d been turned at eighteen; Kyle at twenty-one. I’d never known enough of human life to miss it all that much. I just knew it had to be better than a life of being a werewolf. It had to be a lot easier.
My brother and I chose to become guardians to a selected pack, but he had other things on his mind, which involved becoming a superficial alpha, and taking my part of the inheritance, then abandoning me just as fast.
I chose not to turn people. I preferred to save them from a condemned life. It was why I had so many wolves against me. It was why I needed to guide a very large innocent pack to victory.
I returned to the present, rolled my eyes, and looked out of my car window. It wasn’t the first time I’d glared over at the hardware store to catch a glimpse of our mysterious new arrival. Aside from the feminine scents, the smells of fear and avoidance had sprung out to me the most when she had touched me. It had only just occurred to me that I’d read that about her. I’d never had that happen before. I’d never read a person’s feelings. She had gone up a few more notches on her level of intrigue. It wouldn’t have been surprising at all if she was the female blook they were after, if she was somehow special.
Just then, she stepped out of the store and placed something outside with the rest of the products she must have laid out each morning. She was in the same outfit as yesterday; her hair was loosely bundled at the top of her head, leaving tendrils of curls to fall around her elegant neck. Elegant neck?
Her tattoo brightened in the sunlight, the artwork of petals and thorns accentuated the curve of her calf and thigh as it trailed its way into the side of her jean shorts. It irritated me to not know how far it went. It irritated me all the more that it was mainly all I had thought about since I caught sight of it.
“Who are you checking out?” asked Blaine, of all the people to notice.
“No one,” I muttered. “So … the pack …”
“No, no.” Blaine chuckled.
It made me want to break his teeth.
“You’re sizing up that tail over there!” He gasped.
“Tail?” Blake frowned.
They both leaned forward in their seats to take a better look.
“She is very pretty,” said Blake. “Excellent taste, by the way.”
“Too bad she won’t want a deranged throwback like you,” hurled Blaine.
Even my angry glares no longer made him quiet.
He held up his hands. “Just sayin’.”
I drew in a breath and discreetly watched her go back inside.
“I heard she moved here from Milwaukee to stay with her granny,” Blaine added.
“How do you know that?” Blake asked him.
“I’ve been checking her out too.”
“Do you think she’s the one their after?” Blake asked me.
“Possibly. She’s been here around the time the others began acting strange. You said an initiation was taking place in the woods in the next few days. We’ll go along, keep guard.”
“You mean you two, right? Because I need my … beauty sleep.” Blaine yawned.
I started the car and drowned out the rest of his blubbering.

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