Chapter 45
“So this is what you were hiding.”
Most of the nearby shifters had either followed Ransom or gone to tend to the injured by the time Stephanie made it to the top of the rise to join us. Which was probably a good thing, since the human had no concept of how to act around riled-up werewolves. Her flashlight slid across our faces, blinding me briefly and provoking the scent of fur from my companions. Then the beam settled resolutely at my sister’s feet.
“Mrs. B...” Kira started. But the social worker talked right over the teenager, taking yet another step forward so she could wave a finger under Gunner’s nose.
“Have you people never heard of p********a? Child endangerment? You really let a thirteen-year-old wander around with no clothes on where anyone can see?”
Clothes? After
