CHAPTER 6Alaric paused as he watched the sun crest the lower buildings of downtown, changing the skyline to a pinkish-orange. It was time to return to human form, and yet, at the moment, he had no desire to. His mind was on the gray wolf he had spent the evening with.
Besotted, came a voice.
Alaric turned to see a small gray wolf standing not far from him. Isn’t that a bit archaic, Megan?
Megan laughed — the laughter coming out as a series of yips. Perhaps, but I haven’t seen you so taken with a b***h—she paused—ever. The term suits you well, Alaric.
She’s the girl who just got bit, isn’t she?
Yes, Megan said.
Find her, he said. I want to meet her in human form.
Megan nodded. I think she’s one of Trevor’s tenants. It’d be his job to talk to her.
Trevor? He hesitated. Can he handle
