“Finn,” I say, dismounting Ares as gracefully as I can, considering I’ve never done it before. “What the hell are you doing? They could have killed you.”
I make a mental note to thank Dean for keeping my best friend from getting killed—again. God, I love him.
“I could say the same about you!” Finn snaps back. “What the hell inspired you to travel hundreds of miles with a bunch of fanged dogs?”
A few of the wolves snarl at him; a few others shift into humans to take part in the conversation.
“We don’t have time for this,” says Marie. “If anyone caught wind of our departure and is tracking us—”
“I know,” Dean interrupts. He glares at Finn. “Go home.”
“No way.” Finn crosses his arms and sticks his chin up in the air. “You can either kill me or let me join you.”
I groan. “Are you seriou
