front of my
left shoulder. I met my friend’s eyes. “Just a scratch from the
fight, that’s all.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “It should have
started healing by now.” His expression said he suspected something
different.
I held his eyes. “If I say it’s a scratch,
it’s a scratch.”
He hesitated, then lowered his eyes to the
ground and nodded. “Very well. We need to check the Hunter’s wounds
and probably change the bandages.”
“ Fine.”
He led the way from the room, my Alpha
instincts more comfortable with following instead of having someone
at my back. Even all the years we had lived together couldn't
dampen the survival instincts.
Chapter 5
“ How does this feel?” Traer
asked in an emotionless tone.
“ Could you wrap it
tighter?” Nora questioned. At Traer's look, she blushed slightly.
“It would help me get around better if I wasn't worried about
pulling the stitches.”
Traer glanced at me and at my nod unwound
the bandages and started over. His deft fingers made a mockery of
the wrapping job I was doing on her arm. When he finished, he
glanced at my work, sighed, and rewrapped that one, too.
I leaned back against the kitchen counter
and crossed my arms over my chest. The position helped ease the
healing throb from my shoulder. Nora watched Traer work, an
unreadable expression on her face. I couldn't tell if she was
afraid of the werewolf or surprised by his knowledge of medicine.
She gave a small cough and I realized I was staring.
“ I noticed the degrees in
the bedroom. Are those yours or do you add plagiarizing to your
list of werewolf activities along with slaughtering humans like
cattle?” she asked with a bite. She winced at Traer's touch that
suddenly appeared a bit rougher.
Traer looked at me with a lifted eyebrow. I
gave Nora a steady look. “We only slaughter humans like cattle if
they come to slaughter us first. Those are the first humans I’ve
ever killed.” Shock widened her eyes. I was surprised at how the
look hurt, but pushed it aside. “The degrees are mine. We are all
schooled online.”
“ I didn’t know you could
get a Masters over the Internet.”
I met her skeptical gaze directly. “When you
have unlimited funds, long-distance schooling isn’t an obstacle.
Schools will do whatever they can to receive the donations my
parents provide. I have a Masters in Ancient Philosophy and English
Literature.”
“ With a Minor in Zoology,”
she said quietly.
I nodded. “Not much else to do around here
but study and slaughter innocents.”
She looked abashed at my sarcastic tone and
I wanted to take it back, but a knock sounded at the door.
“ Vance? Search and Rescue
is on the radio. They have hikers lost up Sage Canyon and are
requesting our help.”
I rubbed the calluses on the palm of my hand
and met Traer's expectant expression. The thought of getting out of
Two for a while was a welcome distraction. I raised my voice, “Tell
Ron we'll be there.”
“ Will do,” Drake replied.
His footsteps disappeared back up the hall.
Nora looked from Traer to me. “You've got to
be kidding me,” she said, her voice thick with disbelief.
“ Which part? That hikers
are lost or they want our help in finding them?”
I fought back a laugh at Traer's droll tone
and met Nora's doubtful gaze. “Believe it or not, werewolves can
have a modicum of humanity,” I said dryly. I stood up from the
counter and went in the bedroom to change my shirt and grab hiking
boots, a compass, and a map. The last two items were purely for
show, but appearances were everything when it came to hiding what
we really were.
I went back into the living room to find
Nora and Traer arguing.
“ I just don't think it'd be
a good idea. They know us and they don't know you. We don't have
any reason for you to come along on something like this,” Traer
said. His back was to me, but I could tell by the tension in his
shoulders that he was annoyed.
“ I could help,” Nora
pointed
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