Chapter 37
I’d expected Gunner’s promised half dozen sword-wielding alphas, but cars kept pulling into the Walmart parking lot for the better part of an hour. Despite the danger of leaving them unattended, I rushed inside to buy bandannas and one other item. And when I came back out, thirty men and women milled around with wolves behind their eyes and swords belted at their hips.
They were wild and dangerous and I assumed the driver of the ride-share van I’d booked would refuse to allow us inside once he set eyes on us. Instead, he greeted us with a big grin and a thumbs up. “Nice costumes! Let me guess—Lord of the Rings?”
“Right,” I told him, glad he didn’t have the lie-sniffing abilities of a werewolf. “Exactly. We’re going to a house party....”
Someone behind me snickered. Someone e
