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and once I had taken
care of unfinished business I would seek her out. At the time this had been my
intention. But every day I found another excuse to stay. There was always something
to fix or someone who needed my help.
    Sometimes she spoke to me in my
dreams. She lay on her side, propped up on one arm, giving me a playful smack
when I ogled those magnificent breasts instead of paying attention. She asked
me why she was still waiting. Why I hadn’t left the camp to pursue these loose
ends. Why we were both still alone. Instead of answers I’d silence her with a
kiss.
    I wasn’t sure how long had
passed. I wasn’t really keeping track of time. Weeks? Maybe a month? But
eventually there came a night where I didn’t dream of her. I didn’t dream of
anyone other than myself. Alone on a vast plain, howling at the moon. I
couldn’t recall a time I had ever felt so alone. Wolves share their dreams with
their kin. Some believe it is the echo of their scent. Others think it is some
kind of collective mystical experience. Whatever it is, they almost never
dreamed alone. It had to mean something.
    When I awoke, I tried to
convince myself that it was a sign that I had moved on. That whatever cruel
twist of fate that had brought Carrie into my life had been thwarted by my
brute force approach to getting over her and moving on.
    But if that was the case, why
did my blood feel like iced water in my veins? Why did I feel as if something
terrible were about to happen?
    There was a frantic knocking on
the side of the lean-to that I currently called home. It was Tyler. A teenage
shifter who’d taken it upon himself to be some kind of personal assistant or
squire. A complication I had neither asked for, nor wanted.
    “James, there’s someone coming.
Big car, tinted windows. Smells like the man. Smells like trouble.”
    Kent.
    I guess it was only a matter of
time until my handler came looking for me.
     
    - X -
     
    Kent raised an eyebrow and let
out a low whistle as he stepped out of the car, “I like what you’ve done with
the place Jimmy. Still a shithole, but I do believe it’s no longer festering.”
    The pack was restless. Kent
reeked of loathing and disdain, he didn’t try to hide it. The man hated
shifters.
    “You don’t write, you don’t
call. I was beginning to think you’d forgotten about me.”
    “Maybe I just had nothing to
say.”
    “Because you're usually such a
scintillating conversationalist?”
    I proved his point by grunting
in reply.
    As Kent strode across the
compound towards me, half a dozen members of the pack, those who saw themselves
as my bodyguards, or perhaps lieutenants, formed into a loose semicircle behind
him.
    “Call off your dogs Jimmy, we
need to talk.”
    I told them to back off with a
tilt of the head.
    “I’ve got a job that requires
your particular talents.”
    “I’m not available.”
    “Yeah? Well clear your schedule
princess because I have a feeling you’ll want in on this one.”
    “I told you, I’m not available.”
    An unfamiliar ripple of anger
washed over Kent’s face. Kent was an asshole, but he was usually an asshole in
control. Something was bothering him. A part of me that had been dormant for
the last few weeks began to wake up. The part of me that wanted answers. The
part of me that wanted revenge.
    If Kent was losing it, maybe I
could use that. Maybe I could find a weak point and apply a little pressure.
Kent was a foot-soldier like me. I wanted to know who he worked for. Not the
FBI. Who he really worked for.
    I shrugged and nodded in the
direction of my lean-to.
    “You’ve got to be fucking
kidding me. Get in the car. I’ll take you to a magical place called
civilization. They’ve got running water and everything.”
     
    - X -
     
    “Why do you hate us so much?”
    “What the fuck? Small talk?
That’s a first.”
    I shrugged and looked at the
window as Kent drove like a man possessed, fishtailing and slaloming along the
dirt road that led down the