TRAVISShe stared at me as if she’d never seen a wolf standing on two legs. This was one of the reasons I didn’t really like humans. They were not as smart as we, werewolves. We’d hidden among them for centuries — our laws were clear: no interference, no exposure. Yes, we cohabited, but ninety percent of them didn’t believe werewolves really existed. She was with my pup, and that made her mine until the child drew its first breath.She dared to say to my face that she could abort my child? The words hit like iron. She had no idea she’d just challenged a wolf to his face. She didn’t know where she was, yet she dared to speak without control. If she were one of us, she’d already be on her knees begging for mercy.After leaving her room, I went straight to my study, slumped onto the couch, boots thudding against the table. I brought out a cigarette and lit it. Smoke curled into the lamplight, sharp and bitter. It helped me think — or at least, forget. Just as I put it between my lips, th
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