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any of their females for fear of producing pups with similar eye problems. In a  world where a doctor’s visit was a fantasy, that was a big deal.
    “Well, Adam is not a female,” James said, continuing on. “So it’s not like you can pass down any genetic eye problems to any pups.  Even if he was, I wouldn’t say anything about the both of you wanting something together. You’re a good wolf. You’re teaching my alphas a thing or two that could help us with our hunter problems. I’d be very honored if you were to mate with one of my own.”
    Nick’s throat swelled. He hoped that it wouldn’t be obvious in his voice.
    “Thank you, sir.”
    “No worries,” James said, and they both went on their way, yet  Nick still couldn’t help the feeling of dread pitted in his stomach.
    James had almost been correct in his assumptions. He and Adam  were seeing each other, but clearly, it was nothing that Adam wanted
    to pursue.
    Nick had no idea what he was supposed to do about that.
    During their little chat, James had gone on to explain just why his
    pack in particular was having such a problem with hunters lately, and

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    in one case, even werewolves from other packs.
    Apparently, one hunter had tried to kidnap and torture his mate,  and right before James killed him, the hunter had informed him that  he had summoned other hunters, revealing the whereabouts to his  pack land to them.
    Nick had never been a hunter, and there was little information
    about how they worked, but then James introduced him to Isaac. The  only human on the land and a former hunter.
    “Basically, they set up these little groups, sometimes over the  Internet, sometimes they meet up. It’s like a club or something,  usually involving anywhere from thirty to fifty members, and that’s  not including the casual hunters. Hunters who worked alone but liked  going to those little group sessions once in a while for the gossip on  possible pack locations, hunting tips, that kind of thing.”
    “Jesus,” Nick said. During his time as a killer for his pack, he’d  never come across groups of hunters so big. “The biggest group of  hunters I ever tracked and killed was about seven people strong. I
    never thought they got bigger than that.”
    “Sick, right?” Isaac asked.
    Nick couldn’t help himself. “Then why did you become a
    hunter?”
    “Not your business,” Isaac muttered.
    “Isaac has been a good help to our pack ever since he came. You
    can trust him,” James  said.
    Nick wasn’t entirely sure on that front and hadn’t been ever since he first met Isaac and discovered what he was, but if the pack leader said so, then he would give the former hunter the benefit of the doubt.
    He certainly hadn’t caused any problems.  Yet.
    “So as you’ve been killing them, more have been coming to replace them,” Nick said. “And you have no idea when the raids will stop?”
    “No,” James said. “Even if we leave, the fact that Phillip’s pack is so close is still a problem. We need to be the ones to kill off any

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    hunters who come sniffing around our territory.”
    Well, that explained why Phillip was so eager to send Nick off.
    “Hunters are usually men out for a thrill, or revenge,” Nick said.  “Even if the hunters that were coming only because they’d been  tipped off by another hunter were all dead, more would still find this  place just because of all the deaths, to avenge the ones killed.”
    “Yeah,” Isaac said. “They tend to tell other people where they’re  going, in case they’re never seen again, for just that reason.”
    Nick thought about the father and his two sons he’d killed out in  the woods nearly a week ago when he’d first arrived.
    Either way, if that small group had no other family, they likely  had other hunter contacts, people who