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by a group too large for me to handle, I was going to be fine.

Hopefully.

He exhaled a long breath in exasperation and looked back to the werewolves I was going to be working with. “I’m going to check on the others. Keep an eye on her, and god damn it, if Fenris shows up, come get me.”

“Yes sir,” they responded, once again in unison like dutiful little soldiers.

16

Chapter Sixteen

Suddenly, I was alone with four werewolves that I had just met. I lifted a hand and waved. “Hi.”

“Hello,” Chrissy said, looking like she smelled something awful. “So. A werecat in a werewolf war.”

“Yeah. I would rather not repeat that conversation, so let’s just get to work, shall we?” I tried for a smile and knew it failed by the eyeroll Chrissy gave me.

Sheila started to laugh, leaning on the other female. “Certainly. We can take this into the offices and set up a phone in case we get contacted. Laurent, you know how to monitor cell phones, right?”

“Yup. I can hook something up where we get calls and texts on my laptop. Can only do one number, though.”

They started walking, letting me trail behind them. I was out of place, listening to them discuss technologies I knew little about or had only heard of in movies. We went to a different part of the warehouse, entering into an ‘office’ filled with cubicles for the most part. On one side of the room, however, there was a meeting table with several chairs and a whiteboard.

Without talking to them, I wrote what I knew about the situation.

“What is she doing?” Laurent asked softly behind me.

“Ask her,” Teagan snapped, seeming annoyed by the question.

I wrote everything from Carey’s name to the timeline of my time with her from the moment she showed up to the moment she was taken. Then I wrote even further, my own timeline to finding the pack.

Carey was missing now for over twenty-four hours and time was everything. At least in the human cases of missing children. She wasn’t taken by sick humans, though, who would try to dispose of her. She was taken by werewolves who needed her, and if she died, none of them would have a chance in Hell of surviving the wrath that would come down on them. The circumstances were different.

The thing that had me worried was that I wasn’t an expert on any of this. As I wrote what I remembered about the wolves that attacked me, I kept coming back to that. I was running off instinct and whatever I picked up from television, movies, and books. Hell, even video games. I was so far out of my damn depth that I felt like an imposter.

“It’s everything I know,” I finally informed them, stepping back when I was done. “Carey got to me on Saturday morning, very early. Probably around one in the morning. On Saturday evening, we were attacked for the first time. Five wolves. I didn’t check their bodies or their vehicles for information. At the time, I was playing defensively, so I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s your job,” Teagan said, not unkindly. “A werecat isn’t meant to go into the offensive with these types of situations.”

I nodded in agreement. Things were different now, though. “Yeah, well…We left my place and went to a small motel, somewhere out in the middle of nowhere. The information your Alpha had previously collected on me made it easy for the traitors to track me, though, something I never knew to expect. More than thirteen of them that time.”

“Wait…how did you get away from the first five?” Sheila asked, stepping closer. “Five werewolves are no joke.”

“I killed them,” I answered, raising an eyebrow. “Five werewolves for a werecat? That’s…well, it’s not child’s play, but it’s not even footing either. I had the upper hand, especially since one was in human form and more focused on grabbing Carey.”

“Jacky is right,” Teagan cut in. “Normally, we wolves need a hunting party of ten or more if we’re hunting big game like a werecat. Those wolves learned that the hard way when their first group failed, so they sent a bigger group the second time. In werecat form, though, you should have been able to take out most of them before dying.”

“I wasn’t in werecat form. I was in human form. They had planned their attack well. Getting to Carey was the only thing I was worried about, and I didn’t think I could spare the time to Change.”