Chapter Four
A couple of minutes later, Anneke took the proffered mug with thanks and followed Caleb into his living room. She settled into the soft, comfortable chair he’d indicated, then removed her handbag from her shoulder and placed it by her feet.
Caleb cleared his throat. “So you, er, think you might be able to use your... abilities to help me, as well as your knowledge?”
Anneke shrugged, and blew gently on the surface of her drink. “I don’t know for sure, unfortunately. When it comes to werewolves, my knowledge is purely academic. I have no practical experience. We’re going to have to rely solely on brains, common sense, and luck. Despite what you might suspect or believe, I rarely use my supernatural abilities. And when I do, it’s for small things like helping me to follow the
