The Rogue Wolf

a little. There was a chalk outline of a gun. "Colt 1911, fired three

There were no powder burns on his forehead, so the shooter had to be at least three feet away. There was a stick poking into the doorframe, showing the path of the bullet. It was pointed at the center

with a penchant for underage pussy. Th

shooting at a very shallow angle. I moved to the center of the hall and bent my knees until the gun lined up with the stick. "This can't be right, unless the shooter is under five feet tall," I said. Moving closer and to the r

ing. Dirk was slumped against the wall, his throat torn open, and Peggy was sprawled across his legs. I moved around them care

ck of potatoes. I did the same exercise with firing heights. "It makes sense for them to be on the right side of the hallway, and that

ou think k

good look. As soon as I got close, I co

a killer and a hell of a shot, with blonde hair and going about five foot six.

m with her claws and slicing through his neck like soft cheese. "Looks like multiple sharp points, like one of those b

the last

ale she was with. It was another prostitution room, reeking of sex and sweat. The victim was nude, lying on his

id. "Three for three on head

r killer

, we have our two ringleaders dead in brutal fashion, and two dead johns. The one in the hall looked o

ked at the frame, it had been splintered. A werewolf could do it in one k

know about

church, suburban home and

d taken her down to her room. She was either stupid or smart, and I wasn't betting on stupid. "So, based on what I've seen, we shou

"How did

other rooms and came right to this one. If th

uc

with that skill level isn't cheap. Whoever she is, her par

need to tal

next. I needed to talk to my father; there were things

and got a description of the women in the room on the third floor. "She was a hottie," he told me. "About this high," he held his hand at my shoulder height, "Looked like a

got to the picture that had been sent out with the reward from the Council. It was a surveillance p

definitely her. Such an innocent face, you j

ally needed to talk to my Dad, a

a Killer, and the Co

go, Tomah Pa

ha's

a breath. "Nice one, Niesha," my best friend Clair

re. Pat caught it, handing it up until it was on top of the cliff again. The big oak tree's limb overhung the lake fa

n two months ago, and I was going through a growth spurt. I was almost as tall as Nisha was. My sister was sixt

us at the lake on this hot August day. "Nisha, I need you to come up to the road, your parents are on the ph

minutes to pa

and white wolf and took off up the hill. A couple minutes later, I had jumped into the open passenger door of Todd's Suburban. "Here you go," T

he link was blocked. I looked over at him, he was grinning as he saw the recognition come over me. I had been betrayed by a man I looked at a

ought the blackness for a few mom

Minsi

il to the edge of the territory. Another vehicle was waiting, and I pulled up alongside them. I got out and went around, o

said. "My men will be in place a

back seat and closed the

while before her absence from the beach would be noticed, I hoped, and I was right. It

mean you ca

he must have wandered off. We can't

ations, it was a necessity in case of emergencies. I waited a good twenty seconds before talking aga

responding to my calls, last seen at the beach by the rope swing. All warriors to the perimeter, patrol

members in wolf form were sniffing around on the road and the ditch. Pa

ince anyone who picked up my scent would now expect it. "Niesha entered a vehicle on the a

trance was the return of a van with the

I ordered. "Any leads or scents

re a chain ran across the trail, and stopped. By the time the others arrived, I had already circled the site several times. "She was here," I said as I sniffed at the ground. Crossing under the chain, I left Pack lands and entered State Forest. The road here was open, and ATV's and mountain bike trails criss-crossed the area. "Get the trackers up here," I said. "Warriors, the Alpha

time to prove I was capable of being the Alpha. The three trackers were in wolf form, and when the warriors arr

rs and opened the front doors for me. Going up to my office, I pulled clothes out the

called my Alpha. "Todd, I'm

s disappeared, we followed the trail off territory. Someo

eave NOW," I

lake with her cous

e to go," he said. Coming back to the phone,

ear them getting into a car and the tires squealed a little. "I was a

the search," he said. "We'll be

erything we can to get h

he screeching of tires and the crunc

una's older brother. "Todd, it's bad," he said. "The car carrying your Alphas went off t

d, pretending

The human authorities are involved, so we'll have to wait fo

ectly, and we were both happy. They had a young female werewolf, and I had a clear path to the Alp

e Pack, Todd. Hold things together and keep up the search for Niesha. I'm calling the Council, I'm

together," I said. "Let Nisha

new Alpha instead of some second or third son of an Alpha from elsewhere. The best way to ensure that would be to mate Nisha, and tha

k hard just th

ha's

on a concrete floor an

enough to make out a few details; it was a basement, poured concrete floor and block walls. Boxes and utilities could be seen i

r fixed around my neck. I moved it, but it was not comin

coming loose. All it did was make noise

r any sounds in the house. I tried sending to my Pack but got nothing; I was probably to

a laundry sink, at the end was a spray nozzle. I pointed it at the drain and squeezed, it was pressurized. I let it run for a little, rinsing off

ing. The collar was brutally effective at keeping me from any

light through the

floor, then the sound of a deadbolt. The door opened, and I covered my eyes, st

uscles so I couldn't even scream. I fell to the ground, twitching until it was over. "You don't look at me, you don't

up and yanked on the chain, pullin