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anyway. But I doubt the Wolfe heirs just dropped dead for no reason. Ask yours to explain when you feel comfortable with him.”
    “I will. There’s obviously some simple explanation that the family just doesn’t bother to share, thus the rumor never got quashed as it should have.”
    “Undoubtedly.”
    “And maybe they like having such a rumor floating around—for some reason.”
    “You don’t need to convince me, poppet. But it’s the ‘centuries-old’ part that worries me. That means this rumor has been around for a long time and has been kept alive because firstborns have died, and at least a few of them in their twenty-fifth year. That’s a lot of bad luck for one family to have if it is only bad luck.”
    Brooke was scowling but she wanted to know what else Alfreda had heard about the Wolfes. “Was anything said about Dominic in particular?”
    “He’s young. No one gave an age, but obviously he’s not twenty-five yet.”
    Brooke rolled her eyes and accused, “You do believe in curses!”
    “No, just a little levity on my part that obviously failed abysmally.”
    “Robert mentioned that Lord Wolfe had a sister who died. The wolf might not even be the firstborn of his generation.”
    “Which might be good news if we believed in curses, but a death is never good news. He could have other siblings your brother doesn’t know about.”
    “Or be the last of his line and determined to get himself killed in a duel. I wish we knew more about him.”
    “Well, there is another rumor, one even more absurd. They say he prowls the moors as a real wolf and his howls are the proof of it.”
    Brooke’s mouth dropped open before she demanded, “Tell me that’s more levity?”
    Alfreda grinned. “No, but you know how rumors get embellished every time they are passed along. They end up being so far from the truth that they are no more than wives’ tales.”
    “Well, that rumor is obviously superstitious nonsense. A wolf man? Maybe they have an ogre living in a tower, too.”
    Alfreda chuckled. “I don’t think anything would surprise me at this point. But there must be something unusual about the Wolfe family for these rumors to have started in the first place.”
    “And aren’t wolves extinct in England now?”
    “Indeed.”
    “But they weren’t centuries ago when superstitious people started these ridiculous rumors,” Brooke said with a nod, making her point.
    “I’m not arguing with you, poppet. However, because wolves are extinct, no one would believe they hear a real wolf, only an unnatural one. But if people really have heard howling, it’s no doubt just the cries of a long-snouted dog.”
    Brooke huffed. “Well, you found out more about the Wolfes than I wanted to know. I think I will be most disagreeable when I arrive so I do get turned away at his door.”

Chapter Six

    D OMINIC STOOD AT THE window in his bedroom watching the coach moving along the winding road in the distance. Sweat beaded his brow and dampened his hair. His whole body ached so it was hard to distinguish if his wound did. He’d been informed last night that a Whitworth had stopped at an inn only hours away. The message had passed through four people before it reached him, so which Whitworth it was didn’t survive the repeating. He hoped it was Robert Whitworth, come to finish this, but he doubted it. The man Prince George had sent had assured him that the Whitworths would comply with the Regent’s suggestion. Suggestion!
    His blood still boiled at the manner in which that suggestion had been relayed and the blatant threats that had followed it. Yet the Regent’s emissary had been so disinterested. He didn’t seem to care how his words were received or what disastrous outcome would follow them; he was only doing his duty.
    Gabriel Biscane stood beside him, not watching the coach approach, but frowning at Dominic instead. Not quite as tallas Dominic’s six feet, Gabriel, blond and blue eyed, was more than a servant and