I leave them to their drinks, my thoughts in disarray.
A black wolf? In Oakrest?
That’s simply not possible.
I never did ask Elsa what happened to Freddy after that night in the alley. Since Migael, his father, didn’t come for my neck, I assumed Freddy was alive and well somewhere, making somebody else’s life difficult. I was sure he’d return to take his revenge, once again, for the humiliation he suffered, but he never came back. I hoped that would be the end of the matter. But if someone attacked Freddy, that’s a whole new issue.
I look out the window, and suddenly, it hits me. There’s been an influx of pack security around here. I didn’t notice it before, but now I can’t miss it. They’ve been crawling the streets. I spot at least five members as I peer through the glass right now. T
