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for centuries.”
    “They’ve been feuding because they’re sinful barbarians,” he replied, as if the fact were obvious. “Only we who claim God as our Creator are free from sin.”
    Wow. They’re total religious fanatics , Katelyn thought. She gave him a careful nod, not wanting to appear as if she were insulting him. She didn’t want him to clam up.
    “I think the Fenners would agree that the Gaudins are barbarians,” she said. “They dumped silver in the water. That’s not playing fair.”
    He looked at her in disbelief. “There’s no such thing as playing fair in a war.”
    “They had traditions,” she said. “Fighting only on the full moon . . .” She stopped. Tonight was not a full moon night. The Fenners had deliberately chosen it to launch a surprise attack.
    Gazing at a light snowfall through the windshield, she wondered which of the Fenner werewolves had survived the battle and would be returning home. Who would be in charge? Justin had a good shot at it, especially given how much anguish Regan and Arial were going to be in over their father’s death.
    She hoped it was Justin. Even with her silver immunity she wasn’t sure that either of Cordelia’s sisters would be thinking rationally enough to know that they should work with her instead of against her.
    Pack politics. They were confusing, exhausting. She ran her fingertips over the faceplate of her phone. There had been a time back in the bayou when she had planned to run, and she would never have seen Trick or her grandfather again. Now it looked like she could, at least, for a while.
    She would get home and hope that everything would go okay. Her grandfather had no reason to think that she wasn’t at a sleepover at Paulette’s, as she had told him the day before. She’d still be able to make it back to his cabin by noon. Except that she had left her Subaru at the Fenners’, and he would know something was up if she came home without it.
    Magus shifted in his seat as though he had sensed her sudden unease. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    “My car. It’s at the Fenners’.”
    He cursed under his breath. “I can get you there before they get back.”
    “There’ll be people there already.” Jesse, who was Justin’s brother, and Lucy, who often looked after Jesse for the Fenners. “People who didn’t go to the bayou.”
    “Werewolves, not people,” he corrected her, pursing his lips. He puffed air into his cheeks, such a normal-looking gesture of frustration that she almost burst out into nervous laughter. He accelerated and the trees blurred past. They had long ago put the forest fire behind them, and it was still dark out. What kinds of red flags would be raised if Lucy, who had only backed down from a challenge to the death because of the battle at the bayou, saw Katelyn with this weird monk werewolf?
    “You should leave the truck there and come with me now,” Magus said.
    “I need to sort out a few things,” she replied. Everyone wanted her to leave with them, first Cordelia and Dom, and now Magus.
    If only Trick would ask me to run away with him. We’d run and never look back.

    Katelyn woke with a start and it took her a moment to remember where she was. Magus’s truck. She didn’t know when she’d fallen asleep or how long she’d been out, but she’d been dreaming about Trick. In her dream, they’d been playing in the waves at the Santa Monica pier. Such a simple thing, and yet far beyond the realm of possibility.
    The sun was up and she could feel warmth on her arm where it was pressed against the window. Her anxiety rocketed sky-high. There was no hiding under cover of darkness anymore.
    She looked around to spot a landmark, something familiar. But the trees looked like the trees anywhere else. A premonition reared its head that Magus had decided to take her away after all.
    “We have to be getting close,” she said, clearing her throat.
    “Yes,” he said shortly.
    “And you know the way?” she