Twelve:
Dylan:
Rick snapped his head over at us, as we slammed the doors shut behind us. He looked at Mark’s bloody fur and paws, and the fact that Elisa was toting a large machinegun in his dojo.
“I’m going to assume you’re not here for early stretching and meditation?”
Rick asked, his French accent playing up thickly as he looked us each over.
“What is going on outside?”
He asked, and I sighed, and I gave him a frown.
“Well, nutshell, Julia Farrow has created a proper rogue pack. A lot of the students seem to be throwing in with them. She sent lycans after me. Since I’m pretty sure she will kill me one on one, I found my way here, because I need you to help me learn how to kill an alpha.”
I blurted out, and Rick gave me a glowing furious look.
“You want me to tell you how to
