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Finally, as I put the small amount of remaining spaghetti into the fridge, he spoke.
    "Heather, why did you do this?" Troy's voice cracked as he said the words, tears streaming down his face, and I filed the name away in my memory. "Why?!" He pounded a fist on the counter and stood up, glaring and furious.
    Catching sight of me he snarled and made as if he were going to attack me, but blinked quickly and stepped back, afraid. Watching me warily he moved to put the island between us.
    "Stay away." His voice was raw with emotion as he moved towards the archway leading to the main hall.
    When his phone began to ring it caused us both to jump. I calmed my heart as he brought the phone out of a pocket and stared blankly at the screen before answering it with a dead smile.
    "Kris! Hello love! I didn't expect to hear from you again, I thought you might be, well, dead." He finished darkly and for the first time in days I wondered what had happened to Kris.
    I had been too focused on my own predicament, she had been gone for days before Liam and Ian went to look for her, and now her absence demanded my attention. I strained to listen as hard as I was able, but I didn't have to bother. The voice that came through the phone wasn't Kris's, I could hear it clearly from across the room.
    It was Liam.
    "Oh Kris isn't dead," Liam's deep voice growled and Troy froze. "But not for lack of effort on your part."
    I sighed in relief at the knowledge that he had found her. Troy looked completely stunned however, he hadn't expected this.
    "You," Troy licked his lips nervously, "You are definitely dead."
    "Not quite, though not for lack of effort on my part. Where are you Troy? Jen had better be safe. Your health depends on hers." Liam's voice was calm, neutral. This wasn't a threat, it was a simple statement of fact.
    Troy glanced at me before answering. "She's fine, though frighteningly hungry. I took care of it though, I'm taking good care of her. Better than you ever could."
    I waited for him to finish before yelling out, "We're at the Bear’s Den in Seneca Rocks! West Virginia!"
    Troy glared and snarled at me, looking positively furious as he hung up the phone, too late to stop my words from reaching Liam. Banking on his fear of me I raised an eyebrow and stepped towards him, one hand raised.
    It was as if I held a gun, he shrank back and stared at my hand. "Well," he licked his lips again, "Well. Let's prepare a warm welcome for Liam, shall we?"
    My heart lept at the thought of Liam arriving, but my excitement quickly turned back to dread at the look on Troy's face.
    Whatever he was planning, Liam's death was his goal.

Chapter Eight
Liam
    I finished carefully disarming the snare as Ian was moving quietly back to my side. His muzzle still red with the blood of the sentry he had silenced. It had been the second one we had seen as we scouted around the cabin.
    They should both survive, not that I could care all that much. They stood between my mate and I, and they would be dealt with. More unsettling was that Troy would employ them, or even know how to reach them.
    Hunters.
    Not all humans were oblivious to shifters, several groups had taken it upon themselves to rid the world of our ‘curse,’ as if we were the disease. Some of the groups had been around for centuries, passing the knowledge down through the generations.
    But they were willing to work with Troy instead of simply killing him as well. I had no idea what that implied, but it couldn’t be good.
    The only lights on in the house were coming from what looked to be a single large room on the first floor. Occasional movement inside told us there were several more hunters awaiting us.
    Two men walked around outside in endless circles around the outdoor porch. They were spaced such that they would be on opposite sides of the house at all times. Annoyingly there were automatic lights as well that seemed to turn on when something moved nearby.
    Human inventions could be truly