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passersby. This gave me a chance to meet some of the locals, and they all seemed very nice and full of excitement over the festival.
    That night, all four of us girls cuddled up on the sofa, eating our Fill’s Deli takeout that Tabby had brought home for us. Dessert for me was, of course, a roll of chewy Spree. We rented a horror film and hid our faces under the blanket most of the entire movie, but that was just what we usually did. Nothing could really scare us too badly. I mean we had seen an evil were-lion in all his magnificence. There wasn’t much that was scarier than that, if we were being truly honest.
    We were all finally ready for bed, and I shuffled lazily across the floor to the bottom of the stairs. It was then that I heard a slight meow. I waited. Yes, I heard it again. I opened the front door and peered down at the cutest looking cat. It was calico, like me, with the sweetest yellow eyes looking back up at me.
    “Well, hello there, little one,” I said as I knelt down to pet it. Then, without warning, it took off across the yard and into the trees. I knew I shouldn’t have gone after it, but the compulsion to protect it was very strong. I followed it across the woods and into my mean neighbor’s yard.
    “Come here, kitty, kitty, kitty. I won’t hurt you.”
    She would let me get only inches from her tail and then she would run faster, keeping just out of my reach. I was about to grab her when she scurried across the lawn and onto the front porch…and right into her master’s arms… apparently.
    “You lost?” the meanie asked.
    I stood straight and quickly decided to go for a sarcastic response. I put my finger on my chin as if thinking and said, “You know, I think maybe I am. For some reason it looked like a sane person lived here.” Then I then forced a smile and looked him dead in the eyes. “But I guess I was mistaken.”
    He ignored the statement and peered down at the kitty, rubbing her under the chin and speaking to her as if she was a baby. “Did this mean ol’ girl scout scare you?”
    I squared my shoulders. “For your information, I thought she was in trouble, and I was trying to help her.” I folded my arms across my chest in defiance. “I had no idea she was yours. And I am not a girl scout!”
    “So, you have something against girl scouts, do ya?” he asked playing innocent.
    I laughed. “No, but apparently you do.” With that I swirled on my heels and headed back in the direction for which I had come. I could feel his eyes on my backside and so I exaggerated my strut for his benefit only. I felt good, like I had slapped him in his smug face… and then I slipped in a mud puddle and fell flat on my proud gluteus maximus.
     
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Seven
     
Creed’s POV
     
    “I don’t care what kind of trouble you have had! I want those girls found and I want them found now!” I barked at the two men, my blood pressure boiling, and I knocked my breakfast plate to the floor.
    “We will send someone else this time, Sir. We will find them,” Axle said and then him and Blaze turned and left me.
    They were my best men and they were loyal. They had been with me from the very beginning. Unlike Blue, who was always questioning my motives. I guess it didn’t help that the previous pack leader, the one I killed, was his brother. I knew deep down that he didn’t respect me, and he most likely had members of my own pack feeling the same way, but he wouldn’t dare go against me; nobody would. In the beginning he stood against me, but that changed when I bit his right thumb off as an example to anyone who thought they could challenge me. I promised him worse if he did it again, and that was the end of that. I had proved myself as a worthy opponent years ago, and I played nasty. I wasn’t ashamed to admit it. If I wanted something, I would do whatever it took to get it. No shame in that. And right now I wanted those girls. I knew Axel