Leader Of The Pack by Karen MacInerney

Author:Karen MacInerney [MacInerney, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror & Ghost Stories
Published: 2010-06-01T17:09:09.367000+00:00

Elena stared at me for a moment, surprisein her golden eyes, then shut the door in a hurry. I congratulated myself on my quick action; I’d figured if she caught me with my pants down, it would help deflect suspicion.

It was a nice thought, anyway.

Once I’d finished my business, I washed my hands, using a bit of water to flatten down my hair, and steeled myself for another encounter. Three pairs of eyes bored into me when I stepped out of the bathroom a moment later. Elena stood with her arms crossed, radiating disapproval.

“It’s the hick Inga from Minnesota ,” she said, her voice icy. Even though everyone else was dressed in jeans—except Boris and Dudley, who were sporting their signature pleather pants—she was all business in a beautifully cut black suit. “What the hell are you doing in my den?”

It looked more like a house than a den to me—I mean, for starters, it had actual working plumbing, not to mention an antique pitcher collection on the mantel—but I didn’t bother to argue. “Um …

someone told me there was a bathroom in here. Sorry to intrude.”

“You’re the yokel who took down the buck the other night. And was hanging around the garden cottage. Did you break the window?”

“What window?” I asked, trying to look puzzled.

She sniffed. “You smell different.”

I shrugged. “I just came in here to go to the bathroom. I didn’t know it was a private house. I’ll get out of your hair now,” I said, and started inching toward the door.

“She’s here with Fenris again,” said the burlier of the two—Boris, I think—and Elena stepped in front of me, blocking my way. Despite the fear of imminent discovery, my eyes were drawn involuntarily to the shiny fabric stretched across his bottom half. Kayla really thought he was hot? I tore my eyes away and found myself staring right into Elena’s golden eyes.

“I remember when you had the buck in your mouth,” she said, staring at me like I was a bug she was about to crush. “You had a strong aroma last time—like maple, I believe—but now I don’t smell it.” Shit . I’d sprayed on Euphoria, but I’d forgotten the fenugreek. She sniffed again. “I knew you were here because of your perfume. But there’s something familiar about you.” Her eyes bored into me. “Why are you in my house?”

I looked down at the floor, avoiding her eyes. “Like I said. I just needed to go to the bathroom. I’ll leave now. Sorry.” Any moment now, Elena was going to figure out exactly who I was. I was surprised she hadn’t pegged it already. From what everyone had told me, werewolves who were light in the scent department weren’t particularly common. “Can I go back outside?”

“I know you from somewhere,” Elena said, narrowing her eyes at me. “Maybe we should ask her a few questions,” she suggested, and I shrank away from her, praying I’d applied enough eyeliner that she wouldn’t recognize me. “Find out if she’s got connections to Garou we don’t know about.

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