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against him at all. She felt like a pixie fairy standing next to a giant. He could crush her like a little bug. She wanted to sob and scream but apparently it bothered him when she did that. He didn’t even look at her when she kept quiet, so she would do her best to keep quiet. They finally pulled up to a rough looking cabin.
    She looked through the windshield and the breath caught in her throat at what she saw. Even under the luminescence of the moon she could see the mountain range that stretched out beyond the cabin. She had been to some beautiful places but this… She guessed this range stretched right into Canada. Before she could think any more about it, her door was pulled open and she was up over his shoulder again. She rolled her eyes as she let her head flop against his back and held her arm close.
    “I can wheel myself if you set me in my chair,” she mumbled. To her surprise he heard her and made a grunting noise. “Well I could,” she said louder.
    He reached into his truck and pulled out her chair along with… she and Katie’s bags! “I didn’t see you grab our bags,” she said in shock not knowing if it was a good or a bad sign that he had thought to bring her stuff.
    Why would he bring her stuff if he just intended to kill her straight out? Why would he grab Katie’s things unless he was actually looking for her? Was it a trick? It had to be. A trick to take her off her guard.
    “One of the others pulled your stuff while I was talking with Saul.”
    Miranda let her head fall to his back again at the sight of Katie’s military issue green duffle bag. Katie. This was a nightmare. Katie had to be alive. She had to be. “Please… help me,” she begged again as she cried.
    Angrily the man sat her chair down and then dumped her into it. She pulled back sheltering her broken arm as she looked up into his angry face.
    “What did I tell you about that?” he snarled.
    “I’m sorry,” she squeaked. No matter how hard she tried, however, she couldn’t stop sobbing.
    He picked her up in her chair and she lost her breath for a moment. He had picked her up, chair and all, as if it were nothing, and started towards his cabin. She had been picked up many times, but never like this. She clutched at the front of his coat instinctively, trying to get some type of hold on reality. The coat was extremely warm, heated by the warmth of his skin and he smelled like the outdoors. When he kicked the door open and set her to the floor she wheeled herself away from him quickly.
    He strode to her again and grabbed the arms of her chair, nearly coming nose to nose with her. “Let’s get some things straight. I am going to help you because I am the only one that can help you. So stop your whimpering and crying. I didn’t ask you to be here, I don’t want you here, and the only thing you are in danger of has already entered your bloodstream.”
    He pointed at her injured arm. “You have been bitten by a werewolf but you didn’t turn to a werewolf right away, so you are going to be a hunter like me. You are going to get very sick. You are going to have a fever, and I am going to walk you through it. Your mentor should be here to do this for you but he is off on some damn mission. I don’t want to be here, you don’t want to be here, but you are here. Deal with it.”
    He stood back and crossed his arms over his chest. She wanted to ask him if he was insane, but the answer to that question was obvious. “Do we understand each other?” he asked her.
    She nodded quickly and tried to act as if she believed it. She could see by the look in his eyes that he wasn’t buying it. “No really. You’ve brought me here t-to protect me… So… d-do you have a first aid kit or something?” she asked attempting to control her trembling.
    He threw his hands up and stalked back to the door. “You will discover the truth of my words soon enough. I’ll be back when it starts,” he said before he walked out and slammed the