Axel
The gate alarm went off at 2:04 in the afternoon.
I was already on the porch when the car rolled up the drive, a gray sedan that I'd last seen three cars behind us on the highway, and the wolf in my chest came to a standing growl before the engine had even died.
"Easy," Lowen said at my shoulder. He'd come out through the side door with Rhett and two of the older males, all of them dressed in ordinary jeans and flannel and looking, for once, as human as it was possible for them to look. "He doesn't know what we are. Let's keep it that way."
"I know the rules."
"Then try to look like you do."
Alan climbed out of the car slowly, a man bracing for a fight he hadn't decided whether to start. He was better groomed than the last time I'd seen him, a clean shirt, shaved jaw, a small bu
