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playing out in her heart right now. Her life is flashing before her eyes and it is scaring the hell out of her. If, somehow, she makes it out of this alive, she will start anew.
    He can take her presence no longer. He wants rid of the waste that has become her life. When he first met her, she was so beautiful and ripe for the taking. He let his carnal desires guide him to her. She was unknown to man when she was brought to him. Her parents sold her to him, so they could move to another country away from her. She could never do anything right by them. She was never good enough. They wanted a son, not a daughter. So they sold her to the highest bidder in the underground. Since then, she has become his sex slave. Serving him many times a day for several years now.
    He raises the axe again, this time ready to strike true. I watch as he slowly lowers the axe down toward her. He stops in midstride. Out of the water comes Sebastien. He slowly creeps over to the man. The woman gets to her feet and runs behind a nearby tree. Alexandre and Pierre and I are right behind Sebastien, close on his heels, ready to cover his back should anything go wrong. Sebastien corners him against a huge Spanish oak tree. He has nowhere to go. He is trapped in that spot.
    On the other side of the car, I spot a white wolf; it is guiding the woman to safety. Where the hell did that wolf come from? And who is it? I wonder if it is the same wolf the locals are talking about. It has to be, if it is here trying to help the woman get away. It keeps looking our way with wide black eyes.
    I watch as Sebastien quickly grabs him by his midsection with his sharp teeth. He slowly creeps backward into the water. Once he is in the water with him in his mouth, he thrashes around and death rolls around and around. He snaps him in half. Pierre and Alexandre fight over the half that was slung away from Sebastien. Sebastien devours his half of the man in one swift bite, swallowing him whole.
    When there is nothing remaining of the man, Sebastien changes back to human form and goes over to the car. “I am taking the car and dumping it at the junkyard. I will meet you all back at home,” he says.
    The rest of us shift back into human form. “Job well done, Sebastien. We will see you at home,” I say.
    “Deuce, did you see that white wolf?” Pierre asks.
    “Yes, I did. I think that maybe I should follow its scent. And see who this new shifter is.”
    “From what I could smell, it is a she. She has a very unique scent. She smells of honeysuckle and cinnamon. I have never smelled anything like it before,” Alexandre says.
    “I know that scent. I smelled it today when I was taking the airboat out for a ride. All I can say is that, that wolf was magnificent. It was graceful and courageous.  I am simply captivated by it, for some strange reason.”
    “Umm, man, are you alright?” Alexandre asks.
    “I think so, brother, but I feel like I have to go after that wolf. My soul is screaming that I follow it. I have to know who she is.” I sigh.
    “Do you think that is a good idea, Deuce? I think you need to just head on home and get some rest. The business opens back up tomorrow night. We need you to be right on your game,” Alexandre states.
    “I disagree with you, Alexandre. I think he should follow the wolf. He needs to see if she is his soul mate. He will never know unless he follows. If it was me, brother, I would follow and not think twice about it. What is your heart telling you to do?” Pierre asks.  
    “Who cares what his heart is telling him. We are men; we do not think with our hearts. We think with our heads,” Zander exaggerates.
    I stand there listening to them arguing like women. I know that Pierre is right and Alexandre is right, each for different reasons. I have to do what my heart wants, and it wants to follow the white wolf. I may never have another chance like this again. If I go home, I will go nuts wondering why I did not listen to my heart. I