CHAPTER 39Alaric transmuted back into his human form and gazed on Cathal’s dead wolf body, covered in blood. He picked up the revolver.
Jim raised his weapon. “I’m a friend of Kira’s.”
“So am I,” Alaric said. He turned and emptied the rounds into the wolf. He turned back to Jim and tossed the gun down. “So, you know what we are.”
“You just killed a man,” Jim said.
Alaric shrugged and picked up Cathal’s clothing. “I killed a wolf. That’s what your report will read,” he said as he slid the jeans on. He paused. “How is she?”
“Not good — she’s lost a lot of blood,” Jim said. He pulled the bandages from the first-aid kit on the wall and pressed them against her neck. Kira groaned but did not open her eyes.
“Let me see,” Alaric came over and frowned. He flipped up her gums and pressed agai
