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Brad’s brain.
    “Maybe we should find the nearest Federation office, and see if they have any more information?” he suggested. Chase’s eyes lit up.
    “That’s a great idea!”
    “But how are we going to find out where it is?”
    “I’ll call mom,” Chase said, and picked up his phone. There were no details about the Federation – and, actually no information about werewolves at all – on the Internet. Werewolves weren’t the most technologically-advanced bunch. One day a geek would come of age, smart enough to create a second, secret Internet, to safely contain werewolf information. But, until then, they had modern technology for human things, and the technology of 30 years ago for werewolf things.
    Chase called his mother, and then made a second call.
    “They won’t give me details on the phone,” he said, throwing his cell down on the bed in disgust. “They say I have to go to the office so they can ‘verify’ me. It’s nowhere near here, and it’s going to take me most of the day to get there and back.”
    “Can I come with you?” Brad asked, knowing what the answer would be. Chase stared at him, his earlier softness gone, and his typical pugnacity back in full force.
    “No offence, but you’re competition. And I’d be an idiot if I gave you a leg-up right now.”
    “Ok.” Brad shrugged, shuffled further down on the bed, folded his hands behind his head and gazed out of the window. From time to time, his gaze flickered onto Chase, watching him getting ready, face lit up with purpose and excitement at getting one over on his rival.
    Soon, Chase was ready to go.
    “What are you going to do today?” he asked Brad, looking at him with suspicion.
    “Oh.” Brad sighed. “I guess I’ll look around the town, make some enquiries. That kind of thing.”
    “Good luck!” Chase said sarcastically, and slammed out of the cabin, whistling to himself.
     
    Brad got up and checked himself into an empty cabin. His wolf had been on high alert the whole time, being constantly in the presence of another Alpha-to-be. He needed to fully relax, to know that he was in his own territory. He lay down on the new bed and resumed his hands-behind-head position. He kept replaying his first sighting of the girl. It was a moment he’d thought about for so long. His parents had been telling the story of the day he and Chase had played with her ever since he was small. It was like a fairytale. He had always known that there was only a one in two chance that it would come true, but that was enough for him to dream. He pulled the piece of fabric out of his pocket and took a deep sniff of it. Immediately his brain was imbued with her scent, and she became so present to him that she could have been in the room. He kept thinking of her shiny dark curls. He couldn’t tell the exact shade of her hair in the darkness, but it was healthy and radiant. And her cheeks – they were so lovely, like fresh apples on pale honey skin. Her lips were those cute, pursed ones that reminded you of raspberries – narrow from one side to the other, but really full. And what a body! So curvy, with all the parts of it defined. He had known instinctively that she was ripe for mating. He hoped against hope that she would be the one for him.
    He sniffed at the fabric again, and, suddenly, a memory flashed across his mind. She’d been laughing . Her dress was billowing in the wind, and he and Chase were gamboling after her. They were taking turns to lick any exposed patches of skin, and she was laughing in delight. After that, they’d been too playful with her dress, and it had ended up a little shredded, and one of them, unused to the softness of human skin, had sunk his teeth into her arm, giving her a significant bite. The bite was very unfortunate. But, up to that point, she’d been happy, and not terrified. It wasn’t the ‘wolf attack’ that had been reported in the newspapers! The snatch of memory filled him with happiness.
    Brad was