I needed some time alone. The past couple of hours had been chaotic, to say the very least. I had died, come back to life, shifted into a wolf, fought fifty soldiers, and somehow lived through all of that to now be standing in another pack’s encampment.
If I had a time machine, I would have traveled to the past when I used to live in Chicago. I would try to tell Chicago Alice that Rapid Falls Alice had lived a whole new flavor of life. I would laugh as Chicago Alice would struggle to grope with this new knowledge. It was a good fantasy, but it was something to think about in peacetime. Right now, we were at war.
I had walked quite a distance away from the camp. I could see that the women were cooking food, making coffee, preparing tea, and talking to each other excitedly. The men who wer
